( Note : Due to weakness in english which isn't my mother-language, you will notice several mistakes in forming the sentences..... please take those sportingly and just enjoy the story. )
Characters :-
1. Shabana Azmi : Nurse, Widow, 33 yrs.
2. Sharif Ahmed : Shabana's father, Widower, 55 yrs, Partner of Dharmesh's photography business.
3. Salim Khan : Shabana's Son, Student.
4. Hema Malini : Childless Headmistress, 38 yrs, Shabana's Friend
5. Dharmesh Malhotra : Hema's Husband, 40 yrs Photographer cum Producer.
6. Munmun Sen : Singer cum Dancer, 35 yrs, Shabana's Friend.
7. Madhu ( Kamini Hembram ) : 38 yrs, Shabana's widow Maid
...... and more characters would appear with the proceeding of this story.
It was a Sunday when Dharmesh Malhotra returned from club to find his wife Hema Malini unusually happy. She was working few urgent school-job from home at that moment although Sunday was one of her off days. “Hi” she said cheerfully and gave him a passionate kiss. He was a bit surprised. Lately it had been a nod only when he got home.
“Hello” He said, “You sound happy”.
She just smiled. The sort of smile that had been missing for years. He went into the living room and picked up the paper.
“Don’t get too comfortable” Hema called out “Dinner will be ready in 15 minutes”. He continued to read the paper until Hema yelled out “it’s on the table sweetheart”.
Sweetheart! She hadn’t called him with that since.... he couldn’t remember when. He went into the dining room to find his favourite, fish and salad.
“That looks nice” He said and looked at his wife. She seemed to be glowing. He sat down and they ate their meal.
“How was your day” Hema asked.
“Oh you know, OK I guess. Nothing out of the ordinary”. He looked at his wife and began to wonder if she had been drinking. Something must have got her in a good mood.
“I’ll tidy up” She said, “You go and finish reading your paper”.
He went back into the living room and picked up his paper. He heard his wife in the kitchen humming a Hindi song 'Aaaja Aiyee Bahar' to herself while she washed up. Now he really began to wonder what was up.
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The two mismatched lovers of havoc age difference and status ( student & headmistress ) with different caste were kissing passionately while Dharmesh watched them secretly from behind the Almirah as his wife Hema took Salim's hand and placed it on her moist cunt.
"Feel how wet I'm Salim. You make me so horny."
The gorgeous Headmistress felt her student's finger enter her and she almost passed out. She and her student started exploring each other's naked bodies, kissing and moaning. At one point she lay down on her bed.... spreading her legs.... and pulling his small body above her large plump body as she felt his manly cock sliding in her cunt... rock hard and getting lubricated in her cunt-juices.
"I've got to have you baby. I have to have you inside me badly! Fuck me hard, Salim."
The Punjabi Headmistress Hema felt her Muslim student's circumcised black cock entering in her cunt for second time after seven days...... as it easily slid in her excessive wet cunt. This was the moment that her husband eagerly waited since she had disclosed her latest affair with Salim as she looked over at her husband who was standing quietly behind the Almirah of their bedroom.
"Come here Dear..... no need to be hidden anymore, " She beckoned her husband while lifting her ass with Salim's downward thrusts. Salim became highly shocked to notice him coming out from behind the almirah as instantly he stopped his thrusting and looked at Dharam Uncle in panicked eyes.
Dharmesh smiled at the frightening boy and came closer to the bed. He patted on his back affectionately..... and encouraged him to continue his job. With a bewildering look, Salim's eyes moved from him to his Headmistress-Aunty's eyes..... he couldn't understand what's going on and what would he do.
But seeing his mature lover's smiling face and getting assurance of not to worry from the sober gentleman, Salim resumed his pumping slowly as his long cock started going in and out of his lover's aristocratic cunt once again. She arched her hips to encourage the bewildering boy with his downward thrusts as she reached her arm out for her husband's hand to hold.
"Ohhhhhh Dharam dear, he's making me cum! Ohhhhhh.....yes, he is making me cum!!!" Hema groaned arching her hips.
Dharmesh felt his wife squeeze his hand as her body convulsed in perverted pleasure. Slowly she let go of her husband's hand as he sat on a chair near the bed and continued to watch the hard fuck his wife was getting from her young student.
At one point he couldn't help himself but quickly pulled his rockhard cock out from his plant's fly and started to stroke it as he watched his wife's hot blue-show in glazed eyes. He could clearly hear the 'Poch-Poch', 'Phoch-Phach'..... wet sounds coming from his wife's cunt which filled their large spacious air-conditioned bedroom.
Finally his wife wrapped her long fleshy legs around the boy's trim waist and she cried out as she had one orgasm after another. Then she finally felt her student's cock throb.... pumping all his virile seed deep inside her. She kissed him deeply until his cock went soft inside her. She didn't want him to ever pull out. He belonged inside her..... he was her second husband.
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Hema Malini was laying in her marital-bed bed and she watched her student-lover walk out of the bedroom to take a shower. She couldn't believe that being a reputed Headmistress, she had seduced her Muslim student and let him fuck her.... especially with her husband's presence but the intense pleasure that her student had just given her easily overcame any guilt she had from their taboo coupling.
She had almost forgotten that her husband was still in the room watching until she glanced over at the nearby chair he sit and see him. He was covered in his own cum from jerking off as he'd watched the student and her fucking. He looked almost pathetic sitting there speechless as she felt herself guilty thinking that her husband had to watch the incredible pleasure which Salim had just given her.
"Dear, are you OK?" Hema smiled shyly.... laying back on the bed as her husband just nodded.
"Why don't you come over here and lay with me?" She motioned as he walked over to the bed and lay next to her.
"Did you like his lovemaking, Hema? Was it good?" Dharmesh asked curiously.... kissing his beloved wife.
"Salim was incredible..... didn't you notice? You know I wanted him for so long..... since he was admitted in my school but I couldn't take initiative thinking his childish nature. However after getting to know about his big cock from his mother, I took the final decision that night and convinced him to take special coaching at my house. You've already known what happened after that and I know you've watched our first lovemaking several times which I've recorded in my automated video-camera as a souvenir for you.... and you see today he made me cum so many times I stopped counting." She said and could see that her husband was getting excited again.
"Roll on your back honey" Hema whispered and he obeyed instantly. She then straddled her husband's face and lowered her freshly fucked cream-pie cunt to his mouth. He could see Salim's thick cum slowly flowing out of her still gaping cunt.
"Oh.... Salim has deposited so much semen in you, " Dharmesh looked at his wife's cum-flowing cunt
"Yes dear.... he is.... eat it dear! Eat his cum! Don't waste the precious mixture, " Hema urged her husband rubbing her cunt on his mouth as he hesitated for a second. "Do it dear!!! Eat my student-lover's cum!"
Dharmesh obeyed gladly as he inserted his tongue into his wife's gaping cunt-hole. It started as a slow trickle but soon large globs of the kid student's cum were flowing into his mouth. He loved the taste of the Muslim student's baby-making musky semen that the kid had deposited deep into his wife's cunt.
Hema couldn't believe what a whore she was. Her student had just fucked her while her husband watched and now she was making him eat that student's cum too.
"Does it taste good honey? Yeah... keep licking and get it all." She urged feeling the wetness of her student's cum and her husband's saliva running down her ass-crack.
She moaned loudly as she had another orgasm on her husband's face and then she looked down at him. His face was glistened in the dimly lit room from the juices of her cunt and her student's semen. After cleaning her cunt by her husband's through licking, she walked to the bathroom, returned with a wash cloth and gently wiped her husband's face clean.
"Honey, would you mind if I spent tonight with Salim? Now I'm ovulating and I want to make sure he deposited all his virile cum in me. You've already aware about my early morning's dream.... and now with the almighty God's blessing, somehow I expect a miracle is going to happen."
"Yes darling.... I'm feeling the same. I often think the almighty God has sent this kid to fulfill our long cherished dream." Dharmesh could see a small but genuine ray of hope about his wife's Impregnation.
"And if you don't mind I wish to sleep with him tonight in our marital bed, " Hema looked at her husband in pleading eyes.
"It's OK dear.... I would love that, " Dharmesh answered smilingly and Hema was elated.... knowing her beloved husband's approval. "And it would be better if you sleep in the guestroom tonight.... don't mind dear. I just want to take as much as his potent baby-making sperm in my fertile womb."
Dharmesh agreed with his wife's suggestion as he went to the guest room which was right across from their master bedroom. However his mind was constantly swirling from what had just happened. He had given permission gladly to his wife to fuck the Muslim kid so that she could get pregnant.... they both were cherishing for the last fifteen years since their marriage..... a small ray of hope.... yet he was very much hopeful.
As he lay there thinking about his wife's impregnation, he could hear the heavy grunts of his wife and the kid student coming from their master bedroom. The kid was fucking her really hard.... his own cock became rockhard instantly.
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Dharmesh woke up the next morning alone in the guest-room's bed. Sunlight was peeking into the bedroom window.... so he knew that he had overslept. Maybe his wife was also sleeping.... she must have been exhausted from the hard fuckings that the Muslim kid had given her the whole night. Anyway, not disturbing them, he quietly refreshed himself and taking some breakfast, he went out for his job.
However within minutes, Hema too woke up from her sleep but didn't find her kid lover..... fortunately he was gone, hopefully to his own house. Her husband had also gone to work. He must have slept into the guest room and gotten his clothes and was careful not to wake her.
Refreshing herself and taking some breakfast, she started to think about her recent escapade thoroughly and finally decided to discuss it with someone who would realise the matter's seriousness and that's when Shabana's face came to her mind. Yes, she was so reliable and compassionate.
Yes, to achieve her long-cherished motherhood, she had to break her Muslim friend's long trusted faith. She felt herself guilty for that as she cried..... and finally decided to open herself to her friend. Maybe she would realise the matter's positive side and provide her some fruitful advices. At least she had someone to share her true feelings who would understand her..... not laughing or ridiculing her step.
She composed herself enough to call her friend but instantly she was confused thinking about her kid lover's relation with her friend. Her friend was her kid lover's own mother and how Shabana would digest such an abusive matter..... she was puzzled. No... no.... she couldn't. But the next moment, her inward spirit pushed her forward.... yes, she must have to confess. She had broken her friend's faith by seducing her son to fuck her.... just to fulfill the sweet dream she had been enjoying in the early morning for the last few days.
Actually, there is a strong belief in their caste and culture.... even it is one of the rituals that early morning's dream would never be wasted. When she had discussed the matter with her husband, he immediately supported her feeling.... even motivated her to go forward according to the dream to achieve their long-cherished wish. However he advised her to discuss the whole matter with Shabana.... because her son was directly involved with it.
"I think Shabana will understand our problem.... don't worry darling, you just follow your dream to become a mother..... I think it's not your fault." Dharmesh assured his wife with a shooting voice.
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Shabana Azmi could tell by the sound of Hema Malini's voice that something was seriously wrong. She agreed to meet her at a local bar where they could talk over a glass of wine. It was just before evening.... so that the bar was fairly empty and the two friends got a private booth in the back where no one would overhear them.
"So what's the matter Hema? You sounded terrible on the phone!"
Hema hesitated for a moment but the words finally came to her. "I can't believe what has just happened. I can't believe what I've done! Yes, I've broken your faith."
"Don't worry Hema.... I know you can't make a mistake. Please tell me the matter.... you know each and every problem has a solution, "
"Please Shabana, don't misjudge me. I'm so embarrassed to tell you..... but I've to expose myself..... I feel myself so sinful and guilty." Hema paused..... she couldn't know how to express the taboo matter.
"Don't worry..... you can't commit a single.... please carry on, " Shabana assured her friend.... looking at her eyes smilingly.
"You know that lately I have been obsessed with your son and I started to see him as a stud lover. Even few days ago I seduced him to fuck me and last night we once again fucked like a newly wed lovers. It just happened. To make things worse, my husband watched.... even I made him clean me up at the end." Hema said at a stretch. Finally she didn't miss to mention her early morning's dream which actually compelled her to take such a drastic step.
Shabana became stunned hearing her dearest friend's confession. Although her friend often had mentioned her son's cuteness, his virility.... she couldn't believe her friend really would seduce her kid to fulfill her early morning's dream. She sat there speechless for few moments to digest the matter's seriousness..... and finally opened her mouth.
"I could understand your feelings. Although it's too hard to me to support your step, I think you haven't made a single mistake..... I still have full faith on you. It couldn't be that bad!" replied Shabana with an assuring smile..... keeping her hands on Hema's back.
"You aren't mad..... you don't feel hatred against me, " Hema couldn't hold her emotion as her eyes became moistened with tears. "You're so good.... yes, you put an example of real friendship."
"Hema, it's OK, " Shabana reassured her.... wiping her childless friend's tearful eyes with her 'Dupatta'. "I can feel the situation and I'm not mad that you've seduced my son. Actually I did the same to become a mother..... yes, we all know a woman's womanhood is ultimately fulfilled by achieving her mothership status, " Shabana once again patted her friend's back.... assuring her not to feel any type of guiltiness. "I knew that you were cherishing my son for a long time..... anyway, was it good? I mean was my son able to satisfy you?"
"Yeah, it was better than good but I would be the happiest woman if your son could impregnate me ultimately..... fulfilling my early morning's dream, " Hema admitted smilingly. "In bed he was incredible! I couldn't stop cumming. I've never felt anything like it. He is so handsome and cute.... making love to me not like a kid but like a real stud. I felt like his body was melting in mine and that our souls became one."
"Oh Hema. It sounds like you are in love with my son!" Shabana said feeling a itch started to grow in her own cunt.... hearing all the details of torrid lovemaking between her son and friend as she squirmed on her seat.
"Yes Shabana, I am! With your son!!! Even I told him to treat me as his wife, " replied Hema as she started to cry.
"It's OK Hema, I could guess your feeling, " Once again Shabana wiped her childless Punjabi friend's eyes with her 'Dupatta' as she continued, "But what did Dharambhai do while all this was going on?"
"He sat excitedly beside the bed sitting on a chair and watched in mesmerized while stroking his extremely hard cook and finally shooting a huge amount of cum, " replied Hema. "Salim and I totally forgot that he was just beside our bed. We made love in front of him who often encouraged your son by massaging his large cum-filled swinging ballsac."
"It means he must have been OK with it otherwise he would have stopped you. He surely enjoyed it as much as you and my son did." Shabana said feeling her cunt-juices slowly seeping in her panties.
"Yeah, you know he always likes to see me fucking others."
"How could I forget those exciting moments..... I still could remember how much your husband loved to watch you when my late husband Latif would fuck you savagely, " Shabana now started rubbing her itching cunt openly reminiscing her deceased husband's lovemaking with her Punjabi friend. "At least you've included Dharambhai this time also and let him watch.... so there will be no complication in future. I'm glad that finally you let him clean your creampie cunt."
"Oh that was so hot..... he sucked my creampie cunt like a hungry dog, " Hema laughed remembering her husband's kinkiness..... then she asked her friend. "Anyway, what do I do now?"
"It's now obvious you are in love with my son. Plus you said that my son fucked you like a stallion. I'd let my son know how you feel and make sure that he knows that you want him to be your husband. But it's your duty to let him know how much he means to you and how you need to feel him in your arms.... OK, be his wife Hema..... and my daughter-in-law! Enjoy it! It's every mother's dream..... and yes, from now on you aren't my friend.... but my Bouma ( Daughter-in-law )..... now smile!"
"You're are so kind Shabana, " Hema's eyes again filled with tears with emotional feelings.
"No more Shabana..... I'm your Sasurima ( Mother-in-law ).... So call me as 'Maa" or 'Ammi'.... isn't it fair?" Shabana smiled.
"Yes Ammi..... I'm really lucky to have my dearest friend as my Mom..... but it seems you're excited hearing our sex, " raising from her seat Hema touched her Muslim friend's feet as Shabana hugged her friend cum Bouma ( Daughter-in-law ) with tearful eyes..... blessed her like a real mother-in-law and finally kissed her lips.
"How could I?" Shabana winked, "And what about Dharambhai? Is he OK with your second husband?"
"Although he supports my proposition about fucking your son to achieve my pregnancy, it looks he is confused about accepting your son as my second husband and his companion." Hema said.
"Don't worry about that..... just wait patiently and keep faith in the almighty God.... everything would solve in time, " Shabana assured, "Share some of your new romance with your first husband when he would fuck you but maintain some private time for just you and my son. And finally thank you so much for accepting my kid as your husband."
"Oh Ammi, you're so sweet, " Hema couldn't hold her joy as she hugged her Mother-in-law cum friend..... kissed her deeply and rubbed her soaking cunt.
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Hema was feeling restless in her class... reminiscing Salim's eight inches hard black cock's pistoning in her cunt.... and dreaming about her pregnancy as a little but continuous seeping of cunt-juices was occurred..... steadily flowing down her thighs. As she was wearing Saree, Blouse and Saya ( Petticoat ) that day.... without panties, nobody was able to notice that.... but finally unable to continue her class, she decided to go back to her house in tiffin hours.
However, her husband's mind was swirling with almost the same type of thought.... but slightly different. He was confused about his wife's decision to accept a Muslim boy as her husband. Although he wasn't a hard-core racist, he couldn't accept the Muslim kid becoming his wife's second husband and eventually his competitor.
His mind whirled in conflicting thoughts as he decided to go back to his house. He too couldn't concentrate in his work reminiscing what had happened in the previous night. He could feel that his wife would have mixed emotions too but he wanted to make sure that she knew everything was OK.
He walked to their master bedroom hoping to find his wife but she didn't come back from her school.... normally she returned home between 5:00 and 6:00 pm. The bed was still unmade and the sheets were full of cum stains.... that was flown down from her creampie cunt. He knew if he was there he would have to clean up most of Salim's cum from her overflowing cunt.
Salim must have filled his wife's cunt a few more times during the night and it was drained from her while she slept in his arms. He changed the sheets. He knew very well that a good cuckold husband would do that for his beautiful loving wife. Anyway while he was changing the wrinkled and dirty bed sheet, his wife came back from the school. She noticed him changing the bedsheet with a new ones.
"Hi dear.... you went out when I woke up.... so I couldn't share my feelings." Said Hema softly. She began to grin as she hugged her husband quickly and gave him a quick kiss on his lips. "Now tell me, what do you think about my new lover?"
"Salim.... He is a nice kid.... he reminds me about your last kid lover Manish. You know I always enjoy your lovemaking in the arms of a kid. Actually after a long time, once again seeing you in the arms of a kid I was overwhelmed. You were incredible to watch."
"Thanks, you've liked that. But dear, I have to confess one thing..... I'm in love with Salim. Of course I'm in love with you and always will be. But now I'm in love with Salim too. I mean now I want to be more to him than just his Headmistress-Aunty. I want him to be my husband too...... I mean second husband..... are you OK with that?" She looked at her husband expectantly.
"Husband! Salim! As your second husband! That mere kid! Whom we both treat as our own son!" Dharmesh couldn't digest his wife's absurd proposal. "But what about Shabana? I don't think she would be OK with this."
"You've already noticed he is a kid no more. Although his bodily structure is far more inferior than you, but in fucking department, he is no doubt superior than you" Hema raised her logic. "And about Shabana? As you said earlier I've already discussed that with her. She is OK with that..... even she has blessed me as a real mother-in-law."
"Fine..... if Shabana wants you as her daughter-in-law..... I have no objection to treat Salim as your second husband and my colleague. You know how much I love you and I always want to see you happy." Dharmesh replied like a real cuckold husband. "But one thing..... it's my request.... I'd like to watch your lovemaking with him.... and recording in my mobile.... occasionally though."
"It's OK dear.... you're so good, " Hema smiled in relief. "And I have no objection in your voyeuristic enjoyment and recording our love-session in your mobile."
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Anyway, getting approval of continuing her romance with Salim from her Muslim friend and finally from her beloved husband, Hema's joys knew no bounds..... so the next few days were nonstop sex. She and her kid student made love almost the entire time.... in every section of her apartment.... kitchen, bathroom, garage..... even in the Worshship-Room.... often neglecting their school as long as he was in her house.
"Don't take too long honey. I have a surprise for both of you, " After supper one night as Salim offered to do the dishes like a responsible lover, Hema said and went up the stairs smilingly.
"OK Hema..... just a minute, " Salim replied throwing a flying-kiss to his Headmistress-lover.
"You guys can both come up now." About 15 minutes later, Hema called them to come upstairs.
Salim entered the bedroom first.... with Dharmesh close behind. The bedroom was illuminated with candles..... and few burning incense sticks as a nice intoxicating scent was filled in the air. Numerous lovely scented flowers were scattered on the bed and at least thirty long garlands were hanging from the ceiling. Hema stood in next to the bed dressed in a bright red 'Lahenga' that her friend cum mother-in-law Shabana had presented for her second 'Wedding Night'.
Welcoming her two husbands with a generous smile, the 38 yrs old reputed Headmistress had placed a chair in the nearest corner of the bedroom for her 40 yrs old first husband's sitting. It was close enough where he could get a good view of the action.... soon to be going on the decorated luxurious bed but far enough away as to not interfere.
"Do you like it?" asked Hema as she looked into Salim's eyes romantically. "Now baby, take your clothes off and hold me like a real husband."
"Oh God my dear Hema..... what a nice atmosphere.... and with this 'Lahenga' you look so beautiful and sexy!" Salim said in an overwhelming tone as he slowly took off his own clothes in front of the older Punjabi couple. It was obvious that her first husband approved her wedding dress and the decorations of the bedroom. His cock twitched thinking about his debut 'Wedding Night' with his 38 yrs old 'Dream-Queen' Headmistress-Aunty.
"Your mother has presented this to wear for our special night, " Hema smiled.
"My mother! What do you mean? Do you tell her about us..... I mean about our relation?" Salim eyes was fixed at her in a shocking look.
"Yes dear.... I thought it wouldn't be good to keep such a serious thing without your mother's knowledge." Hema said as she disclosed her conversation with his mother. "Moreover I guess things already got out of our hands."
"Oh God! It's so embarrassing! I don't know how would I face my mother after this." Salim was puzzled.
"Don't worry Salim.... your mother became highly excited hearing our love-session.... even she was rubbing her cunt, " She winked at the confused kid. "Anyway whatever has already done we have nothing to do with that.... now we can start our life in a new way. Yes, I want to look to you as your bride.... not your Headmistress-Aunty when we would make love."
Knowing his mother's horny state, Salim's cock started twitching as he stroked it and remembered that moment of few days back when she rubbed his cock first time. On the other hand, hearing the romantic words from his wife and thinking about the hot prospect of her second'wedding-night' with her kid-student, Dharmesh's cock started aching as he watched her seduction in glazed eyes.
"Would you like me to be your bride, baby?" Hema's smiled wickedly.... noticing her two husbands' condition as she whispered to her second husband.
"Ohhhhhh God..... so sweet, I can't believe my luck.... yes Hema. I love you so much! I want you as my wife." Salim uttered dreamily and then looked back at Dharmesh. "Uncle, are you OK with this? I mean do you like the idea of Hema as OUR wife?"
"I always want to see my wife happy and you've made her happy by accepting her as your wife, " Dharmesh patted the kid's back lovingly although feeling a slight pang of jealousy to let the Muslim kid become as his beautiful sexy wife's second husband. "So, please be her husband and make her happy."
"Then carry me to the bed and make love to me, " replied Hema. But it was impossible for a mere 40 kgs weighted kid with just 5'4" height to carry a 5'10" height and at least 72 kgs weighted woman. And quickly realising that, she pleaded her first husband to cooperate. "Why don't you come here and help my poor kid husband?"
Coming out from his trance, strong builded tall Dharmesh lifted his wife in his arms easily and carried her to the bed while Salim followed them with a beaming smile and climbed on the bed. Not wasting a single moment, the new lovers immediately started kissing and running their hands all over each other restlessly as Salim removed her 'Lahenga', bra and panties one by one but left the white stockings and high heels still on.
She slowly kissed down Salim's smooth chest and took his eight inches hard cock in her mouth. She lovingly ran her tongue all over the rigid black cock as he moaned from the pleasure that she was giving him.
"Dear, would you like to give away the bride?" Few seconds later, raising her mouth from Salim's circumcised cock, she looked over at her husband who was quietly sitting in the corner and watching the hot live blue-show.
Dharmesh was uncertain what his wife wanted him to do.... but she motioned for him to come nearer and he complied immediately like a real loving cuckold husband. He noticed his wife was on her back with Salim on top of her.... who was busy in kissing her tits. When he was next to the bed, his wife opened her legs widely. He could see how wet her cunt was in the candlelight and it was obvious that she was ready for her new husband to fuck her.
"Give away the bride dear. Take my new husband's cock and help him putting it inside me. Tell him to fuck me. Do it! I want to hear the words from you." Hema urged her husband.
Dharmesh nodded with a grin as he took the student's eight inches hot throbbing cock in his right hand at the base and was amazed how hard the kid was. With the kid on top of his wife, he aimed the kid's cockhead at the opening of his wife's cunt-hole and pleaded him to push forward.
"Yes Salim.... push.... yesss..... your cock is sliding..... yes, now fuck my wife. Oh sorry Salim, she is your wife's too.... so please fuck our wife and make her happy."
With that Dharmesh went back to his stipulated chair and the two lovers started ravishing each other. Like before he couldn't help but stroke his own cock as he watched the Muslim kid fuck his Punjabi wife. The intoxicating wet sounds.... coming from her wet pounding cunt were invaded by the room. It wasn't long before his wife screamed out that she was cumming. She was losing all control from the pleasure that her new kid husband was giving her. She was going wild with lust.
"Dear God Salim..... Keep fucking me. Don't stop!" Hema urged her student....looking at her husband who was watching her from the corner of the room and videographing the hot sex-show with his mobile camera.
"Oh God Salim. Cum in me. Please cum in me. I want to be your slut. I want to have your baby's mother. Please make my early morning's dream a real one..... cum in me..... and make me a mother!"
Dharmesh couldn't believe his wife using such ugly words to her kid student. She was begging the Muslim kid not only to fuck her but to get her pregnant! He was so excited by the idea of insemination by a Muslim kid that he suddenly came all over himself. Her dirty words excited Salim even more as he suddenly picked up the pace and fucked his Headmistress-Wife faster.
And Hema could feel that Salim was going to cum soon as she wrapped her long arms and legs around his relatively small body.... holding him deep inside her. She could feel his young cock throb as he started filling her with his potent baby-juices. She kissed him deeply as if to capture his soul until she felt his cock gradually go soft inside her.
"Oh God, I love you so much, Salim. I hope almighty God would bless me to become a mother.... yes, I earnestly want to have your baby in my belly."
"I wish that too honey", replied Salim kissing her lips lovingly.
Hema held her student's child-like small body not like a wife but like an real affectionate mother and returned the kiss. And noticing their heavenly affection Dharmesh's softened cock once again started to stir as he quietly thanked the almighty God for presenting them such happiness and left the room silently not to disturb the new couple.... moving towards the guest room.
He jerked his cock slowly while watching his wife and Salim's hot lovemaking in his mobile. He was even wondering how sexy his wife would look with her tummy growing large. If she were to get really pregnant by her Muslim student..... if the early morning's dream seen by his wife becomes true..... everyone would surely suspect that the baby wasn't his.... rather it was someone's.
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The next morning Dharmesh woke up and the house was quiet. He got out of bed and looked in the master bedroom. His wife and Salim were awake, lying in bed together.
"Good morning honey, " said Hema. "You slept in the guest-room. I hope we didn't disturb your sleeping."
"No darling, " Dharmesh nodded smilingly as he came into the bedroom and sat on the chair which was kept next to the bed and caress her head lovingly. "But what about you?"
"I'm fine, " Hema smiled feeling her cunt ache from the fuckings that Salim had given her all night. She grinned wickedly thinking about to give her husband a treat though. She pulled back the sheets of the bed and exposed Salim's naked body next to her.
"Dear, climb up and join us on the bed, " Hema invited her husband smilingly.
"Oh sure.. .." Dharmesh eagerly complied.
"Look at him..... so young and innocent.... and he is mine from now as an 'Adopted Son' and "Second Husband' both!" Saying that she kissed the kid softly on the lips and then moving her mouth lower to his groin, she ran her tongue along his soaked limp cock. "Come closer and watch. God, I really love this kid. Look how hard he is becoming. Tell him that you love him too. I want to hear you tell him."
"I love you Salim.... you're so good..... you've made my wife so happy.... I'm really grateful to you." Dharmesh whispered.
"Now show me how much you love him. I want you to lick and clean his young black cock and show him you really adore him."
Dharmesh chuckled hearing such perverted nasty thing from his educated sober wife and he couldn't believe that his wife was making him do this.... but he hadn't the courage to disobey his dominant wife. Earlier he had to clean her cream-pie cunt which was so disgusting. But he never showed his unwillingness just not to loose her..... he loved her so much.... he wouldn't be able to live a second without her. So he complied patiently.... showing his mock eagerness.
"Now open your mouth.... yes, take him in your mouth and suck his cock. I want to see you worship my second husband." Hema urged as her husband opened his mouth and sucked Salim's cum-drenched slimy cock.
She grinned noticing her husband take Salim's cock in his lips and running his tongue along it's entire length. She heard the kid groan and could guess that the kid was filling her husband's mouth with the streams of his young Muslim cum. Her husband swallowed it all willingly.
"Now you can go back dear. And if you don't mind, please go to a nearby drug store... please buy me a home pregnancy test. My inner-most feeling tells me I'm going to be a mother at last."
Dharmesh knew that if his wife became really pregnant which he also desired truly, everyone might be shocked... even never missed a chance to raise a filthy gossip. Specially the young students of his wife's school would laugh behind their back.... and make silly jokes among themselves for perverted enjoyment. He wasn't sure how his Headmistress-wife would tackle that embarrassing situation. It would surely add to his humiliation but also add to his excitement as he imagined his wife's tummy swelling with the Muslim kid's baby.
Suddenly he started imagining how she would be looked in her special silken tape-frock which she often used to make him horny. His mind filled with perverse images.... if she was to get pregnant, what better way would there be for her to show off her pregnant belly and milk filled tits in that special tape-frock. He could realize that his dream would be true along with the dream of his wife and Salim if she really becomes pregnant.
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Anyway, after several lustful sessions with her kid-husband, Hema Malini once again felt someone to talk to. Yes, finally her early morning's dream became true and after fifteen yrs of marriage, she was going to be a mother. She had confessed to her husband and Salim both that she was pregnant with Salim's baby. They both seemed to take the news gladly but she felt that her husband may just be numb in disbelief. So she called her friend cum mother-in-law Shabana Azmi again and said that she needed to talk.
"You told them what???" Exclaimed Shabana in a shock after knowing her pregnancy and sharing that to her son and Dharmesh.
"Yeah, I told them that I'm pregnant with Salim's baby"
"Are you sure? You know that those home pregnancy tests don't show exact results often."
"Yeah!" replied Hema solemnly. "At first I couldn't believe it too. Was the almighty God really blessed me? With my jumping heart, I rushed to the Gyno that you recommended previously and she confirmed the unbelieving good news."
"Oh congrats Bouma. You know for a long time I was praying to Allah too for your pregnancy." Shabana thanked the almighty God with tearful eyes. "I'm really glad it's finally happened. Oh sweet Allah.... you're really kind to my friend-bouma to make her pregnant and also making me a proud grandmother."
"May God bless you too, Ammi.... I know I won't be a mother without your blessing." Hema expressed her gratitude to her friend cum mother-in-law as she bent forward.... kissed her cunt over her Salwar and touched her feet.
"No... no, it's not me.... it's almighty God whose blessing helps you become pregnant, " Shabana objected..... hugging her friend-bouma and kissed her passionately, "Anyway, how do you feel now? I mean, this is a big deal!"
"I feel excited but I'm scared too. I'd really like your son to be with me during this but you told me earlier that he's in needs to be away for his IT coaching at your sister's house at Goa." Hema felt really sad.
"Don't be sad Hema..... it's just four months, " Shabana assured her friend cum daughter-in-law. "And what about Dharmesh Bhai? Is he OK with my son's baby in your belly?
"Dharmesh! It seems he was excited..... but I often feel he was out of his mind. I don't know if he is jealous of your son who ultimately make me pregnant which he couldn't. I think he feels himself inferior against your son's capability..... actually I'm worried about his reaction." Hema too looked thoughtful for her first husband's attitude.
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Hema couldn't concentrate herself in her stipulated job..... like, she wasn't able to deliver her speech properly in her classes.... always imagining herself in Salim's arms and feeling a continuous itch in her cunt. Actually after her pregnancy, she could suddenly feel the hunger for sex has gained it's momentum in an unbelievable way. And to curb that growing hunger, in the stipulated chamber of her school, she'd often stroked herself with either a cucumber or a brinjal which she would keep in her vanity-bag.
On the other hand, she knew that what they had done was wrong and the society would never permit them to marry but it was also so right that she couldn't live without him. She had never experienced anything like what she had with her kid student..... the emotions, the sex, the love..... all were so perfect.
And finally the saddest moment was arrived. Yes, it was time for the kid to go back to his aunty's ( Shabana's sister ) house for his special IT coaching. Hema cried as her kid lover departed.
After his departure, she went into her bedroom with tearful eyes..... stood in front of the big celluloid photo of her first husband and her that was kept on the night stand beside their bed. She looked at their marital photo and started crying like an innocent baby while rubbing her panty-less mound slowly over the Maxi.
Her husband was sitting in the living room while reading the monthly magazine and he knew why his wife was so sad.... but he knew that he didn't have the words to comfort her. He looked at his wife's pregnant swollen belly.... created by Salim's potent baby-making sperm and felt sorry for her but with his great astonishment, he could feel his cock started to throb.
So, feeling compassion for his loving wife, he went into the bedroom as he hugged her from behind and cupped her large tits. He then started to comfort her with his soothing words while rubbing his excited cock on her soft ass over her Maxi. Although she was feeling sorry for her second husband's absence, Dharmesh's caressing made herself excited. She raised the Maxi's hem over her ass and bent forward as he freed his cock from his pyjama and inserted the eight inches hard cock in her soaking cunt just with a single thrust.
"Dharam, I want you to know that I love you. I really do and sometimes I forget to tell you that. I don't know if I've ever told you but I appreciate what you have done. You never felt jealous to share me with others.... I'm really lucky to have you as my husband. But right now I can't bear Salim's absence.... remembering the hot fuck-sessions I've enjoyed with him." Tears were still flowing down from her eyes as she pushed her ass back to match her husband's thrusting.
"You know at any cost, I like to see you happy, " Dharmesh suddenly increased his thrusts.... all the time caressing her swollen belly as he wiped the tears from her eyes with his fingers.
"Oh yessss..... you're really my loving husband but I often see you absence-minded.... is it because I'm carrying Salim's baby instead of you, " Hema hissed clamping her husband's cock in her cunt and pressing her big ass at his thrusting crotch.
"You're wrong dear..... his baby is ours baby.... we both will share you and the baby happily, " Dharmesh assured his wife by increasing his thrusts.
"Ohhhhhh.... yessss...... you're so gooooodddd...... I'mmmmmm..... cuuuummmmiiiggg, " Hema moaned in tearful eyes..... feeling her orgasam erupt with a volcanic burst.
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( After 4 months ) Salim was apprehensive when he came to his fantasy-queen wife's home late that afternoon after a long gap of four months. The previous incidents were surreal for him. Fucking his mother's dearest friend and getting a proposal of becoming her second husband was something that he only dreamed of but it had actually happened. The experience was incredible. She was his ideal loving woman and his fantasy wife.
He walked in the door as Hema welcomed him warmly.... giving him a kiss on the forehead like an elder affectionate mother which she never did in her fuck-sessions with him..... quite a different from the passionate kisses they exchanged several times four months ago.
"Are you OK Sona? I've been worried about you."
"Yeah aunty. I guess I'm sort of confused about our new relationship. I often think that what I did four months ago was wrong and I'm sorry if you and uncle are upset with me. I just couldn't help myself."
"Don't be worry baby. It's all right. Come here and give your aunty-wife a kiss."
As Salim walked over to his Headmistress-Aunty, she hugged his small frame in her huge bosom. Lifting him easily with her heavy arms at least one foot from the floor, she gave him a deep kiss. This kiss was more like the kiss they shared during their lovemaking..... passionate and sensual with her tongue exploring his mouth.
"Ommmmmm....., " He moaned.
"I love you Sona Husband. I always will, " replied Hema as he looked on her with dreaming eyes.... encircling her neck with his thin but strong arms..... still hanging from her neck.
"Oh Hema.... It's so nice to be in your arms once again, " Salim whispered kissing her soft warm lips as Dharmesh entered the room and started preparing his camcorder to record the romantic moments of his wife and her kid-husband.
"Woooa...Whoooa...Whoooa...! I have something important that I want to show you first." She said looking at Salim's eyes.... slowly loosing her embrace. She then let him slide his body and stand on the floor.... and finally let him sit on the sofa, she stood in front him.
"Dear, you can start recording any time you want." Looking at her first husband, she smiled seductively as he nodded smilingly. She now stood in front of him.... and he looked on her face.... as she slowly raised the front of her sheer red Lahenga.
"Salim, I know that we haven't seen others at least four months but I had to show you this." She said taking his hand and placing it on her baby-bump.
"So you really are pregnant! I could remember, once you informed that you were pregnant but I wondered that moment if you were just trying to surprise me."
"Yes, baby. I'm really pregnant....."
"I can't believe..... is it by Uncle?" Salim asked surprisingly.
"No Salim.... I've tried it for the last fifteen months but failed..... finally with your mother and the almighty God's blessing, you've made it. You're able to make OUR wife a real mother...... probing all the doctors's assessment a wrong one" Dharmesh said with tearful eyes. "And I'm really grateful to you for making her pregnant."
"Yes Salim..... I don't know how to express my gratitude for fulfilling my dream, " Hema too couldn't hold her tears.
Anyway controlling her emotion, Hema grabbed Salim's hand and asked him to stand up. She then told him to stand next to her so that her first husband could take a few pictures of the two lovers together. She still remembered the photos that she saw at the Gyno's chamber and wanted her first husband to take a few pictures like the ones she had seen.
She pulled the sheer Lahenga off over her head and put it on the sofa carefully..... next, she removed her lace panties.... leaving only her short-sized stockings and high heels on. She told Salim to get naked too.... and when he was totally naked, she instructed him to stand behind her. She felt his naked body behind her, as she reached behind herself..... grabbed his hands.... and brought his arms around her.... placing his hands on her baby-bump.
The flash of Dharmesh's camera illuminated the room as Salim ran his hands over his fantasy-wife's baby-bump lovingly. After Dharmesh took numerous pictures of the two lovers, Hema turned to face her second husband. She wrapped her arms around his neck.... lowered her head, and kissed him deeply as the camera flash captured the rare moment.
"Dear Salim, I love you! Now let's move upstairs and fuck me!!! I was missing you for a long time." Hema urged.... taking her student-husband's hand and led him to her bedroom.
Dharmesh left his still camera in the living room, grabbed his camcorder and followed his wife and Salim upstairs to their master bedroom. This was the moment that he was waiting for. He had already witnessed his wife's previous three lovers ( Shabana's deceased husband Latif Khan, his friend Manindra Gurung and Manindra's son Manish Gurung ) to make love with her.... and like before, he now didn't miss to capture the hot moment too.
So, at first he dimmed the lights in the bedroom.... keeping the camera in it's self-mode system. He wanted enough light to record the action but not too much as to ruin the atmosphere for the two aching lovers. However once he joined with them for few seconds.... just flicking his tongue one of her nipples lowering his head.
The four-month pregnant Headmistress-wife and Salim however weren't even conscious of him being in the room as they were engrossed in their own lust. They writhed together in the big gueen-size bed.... running their hands over each other and devouring passionately while he watched and photographed. He noticed Salim slowly slid down in the bed.... spread Hema's legs apart.... threw her legs over his shoulders.... and buried his face in her sopping pregnant-cunt.
"Yes my baby husband. Eat your mature wife's cunt. You make me feel so proud of becoming a mother." Hema moaned as her first husband recorded every single moment of their love-session. At that moment Salim was even licking his wife's crinkled ass-hole as she ran her fingers through his hair lovingly.
"Don't ever stop Sona..... lick my dirty anus..... Please, I beg you. Don't ever stop loving me. I need you so badly" She groaned.... rocking by her first orgasm as she looked over at her first husband who was busy in his recording. Her eyes glazed over as if she was intoxicated and she really was.... intoxicated with her second husband.... intoxicated with the voyeuristic recording by her first husband.
"Please Salim, fuck me now. I need you inside me immediately." Hema hissed.... pulling the small boy towards her.
Salim did what he was asked. He crawled up in the bed until his small child-like slim frame was over his Headmistress-Wife's pregnant body. He kissed her as his cock slid over her wet cunt. He had prepared her well. He moved slowly until his cock reached her opening. She gasped softly as the kid entered her. She took his total length inside her with a single stroke.
Meanwhile Dharmesh watched in amazement as the Muslim kid fucked their 38 yrs old mature Pregnant wife. She was so wet that he could clearly hear the sloshing sound of thrusts as Salim's circumcised black cock pumped in and out of her cunt. Even in the semi-darkness of the bedroom, his cock glistened from her wetness.
"I missed you so long. Dear God, please fuck me baby."
Hema sensed that Salim was near. She wrapped her arms and legs around him to hold him near as he fucked her mercilessly. He could feel her high heels digging into his back. A few strokes later she looked at her first husband.
"He is cumming in me. I can feel his hot Muslim cum filling my embryo-filled Punjabi cunt." She groaned like a wounded animal.... lifting her waist upward with Salim at least one foot from bed.
The highly educated Headmistress's obscene words made her kid-husband even more excited. He groaned loudly as his hot seed erupted into the sophisticated lady's convulsing embryo-filled cunt. The couple were kissing deeply until the kid fell exhausted next to his Wife-Ma'am.
Dharmesh moved closer..... focusing his camera's lens at his wife's cum overflowing cunt as Salim's cock slowly wilted and fell out of his wife's cunt. He didn't want to miss a single moment and he was amazed at how much cum dripped out of her.
Hema gave her husband a few minutes to record that moment and then said, "Please leave now dear."
Dharmesh quietly turned off the bedroom's light and left the room. He went to the guest room, took off his clothes, stroked his cock as he watched his recording until he came all over himself.
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