Characters :-
1. Rituparna Sengupta : Bengalee film Actress, 49 yrs ( 38-30-38 ),
2. Sanjay Sengupta : Film Director Cum Cameraman, 52 yrs. Rituparna's Husband,
3. Ankan Sengupta : Their Son, Film Actor of Tollygunge, 25 yrs.
4. Rishona Sengupta : Their Daughter, Student of Class-X, ** yrs ( 34-26-36 )
5. Nushrat Khatun : ** yrs, Rituparna's Maid & Selim's Daughter ( 35-27-36 ),
6. Oishi Mitra : Ankan's wife, Housewife Cum Model, 22 yrs ( 34-24-36 ).
7. Sreelekha Mitra : Oishi's Mother, 45 yrs ( 36-30-36 ) Film-Actress.
8. Moloy Mitra : Oishi's father, 48 yrs, Businessman.
9. Selim Sheikh : 33 yrs, Servant & Driver of Mitra Family,
And few supporting characters
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Pregnant for the second time at the age of 45 yrs and getting bigger in the belly every day, the famous mature Bengalee actress Sreelekha Mitra found herself extremely horny. She was only five months along towards becoming a new mommy.
But when her relatives, friends and co-stars eyeing her pregnant swollen body, she couldn't look at their eyes directly. And the situation was worsened when they raised peculiar and intrusive questions about her pregnancy. She'd always stammered in acute shyness. However, she became habituated to her new status.
She was even so happy thinking that she was actually going to have a baby a second time... after twenty-two years. But at the same time, she was finding herself with insatiable horniness and desire to get fucked more and more. And as time proceeded, she wanted sex more and more..... much more than she had during her first pregnancy.
Actually, she wanted a hard cock slamming into her pregnant cunt almost every single morning and evening now. Now that she was four months pregnant, her tits had swollen until she was a full C-cup and she knew her husband loved that. He'd always been an ardent breast man and he had already told her that he was going to love it even more when she'd given birth.
Actually he was longing for some of her mommy-milk whenever she'd fed their ( Actually her Muslim servant Selim and her's ) baby because he thought that the left over titty-milk would be for him. He told her that he'd gotten hard-on at work just from thinking about her being knocked up by an opposite caste person and from imagining how hot it was going to be to suckle her sexy lactating tits.
Anyway Sreelekha often thought if she didn't stop wanting sex as much as she had been, she'd have to seek out a willing girlfriend to have sex with.... in order to keep herself satisfied. She knew her dearest girlfriend Swastika very well who thought she was too much sexy at this pregnancy stage and maybe they'd come over and enjoy a leisurely afternoon of getting it on with her sometime.
One such day she got out of the shower and after she'd toweled off, she stood for a few moments in front of the full-length mirror. She admired how her pregnant belly looked as she progressively showed more and more that she was expecting a baby-boy. She had to admit that she looked pretty hot too with her pregnant belly.... sticking out more every day.
She knew that she was going to get a lot bigger there before the baby was born. But she never had figured the intense sexual horniness she would have along with her second pregnancy. So she always wanted a hard dick to quench her thirst, but getting that sexual satisfaction was becoming a true challenge.
As she stood looking at herself, she began to feel horny again. Nothing new but every time she got to feeling this way, she knew she'd have to get some sexual release. Otherwise she would go crazy thinking about nothing but sex, hard dick and cumming.
As she felt her cunt started itching, she couldn't hold herself anymore. Being completely naked, she went over to her kitchen and take a long brinjal from the vegetable-basket. She laughed at the thought of her being so sexually insatiable as she climbed up in the middle of her marital bed. Laying down on the bed comfortably, she spread her legs, so that she could help herself get some much-needed sexual relief.
"Mmmmmmmmmm, baby..... Mommy is very much horny and needs you to do her really good now, " the hot actress mumbled.
She talked as though the brown vegetable was an animate object that could possibly talk back to her. With a little smile, she rubbed over her swollen pregnant belly and then she let the brinjal slide up and down over her pregnancy-swollen tits.
Next she had the brinjal's end wet from licking on it just before she let it start sliding down between her legs. Soon she had the tip of the vegetable cock in her outer cunt-lips. Her other hand rubbed her clit, bringing her higher and higher in her sexual arousal.
"Ohhh, yeah, honey, mmm.... fuck your mommy hard and give a nice hot orgasm, baby, " Sreelekha moaned. She closed her eyes and as she slowly rubbed the head of the brinjal over her soaking cunt-lips..... imagining it was the hard dick of her stud servant..... who had actually impregnated her at this age.
She thought, 'If I keep myself horny at present rate, I'll have to make sexy affairs with a lot of my young co-stars just to keep myself from going insane.'
She then let her left hand play with her swollen tits, caressing over them and pinching her sensitive nipples to make her get even more aroused. With her right hand, she grabbed the thin calyx of brinjal and put it's end in the fat lips of her cunt. She gradually inserted the lubed brinjal-head inside her soaking cunt and then began to fuck herself slowly and sensually.
"Ohhhhhhhh, yeah, baby, fuck.... fuck your mommy.... fuck me so good, baby, " She mewled as she continued playing with her naked tits, and settled back to enjoy the masturbation session.
She felt herself getting hotter and hotter and then she had the first few inches of the brinjal inside her cunt. She settled into the phase where she began to really fuck herself and stroke her clit to bring herself to orgasm.
"OHhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh, yes, yes, mmmmmmmmm, " She increased her thrusting as her excitement quickly reached it's peak.
She loved how the long nine inches vegetable made wet sounds like 'puuch-puuch' 'phock-phock' as it slid in and out of her soaking cunt and she continued to moan. Her brown nipples became rock hard on both tits as she humped her ass up from the bed to meet the downward strokes of the brinjal.
With a loud groan, suddenly she pushed the long vegetable deep in her pregnant cunt. Her cunt-muscles started convulsing and clamped the buried nine inch of the brinjal tightly..... keeping the only four inches green calyx out from her stuffed pussy and finally collapsed in sexual bliss. She let her orgasm continue and enjoyed the aftermath.
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Sreelekha and Moloy had been married twenty-three years and as far as he was concerned, she was an absolutely perfect Bengalee house-wife and loving mother. She had always been a stunner from the day he first saw her in a film-party.
In her teenage years, her figure attracted everyone's attention. She may not have had the slim body of most of her contemporary Bengalee heroines but neither was she overweight. Yes, she just had all the right curves in all the right places, not least her boobs which had developed into a C-cup by her early twenties.
Sreelekha and her husband were made for each other, from the moment they first dated they were a perfect match. And the happy Mitra couple's life proceeded smoothly although his future wasn't financially secured. It was due to the huze expenses he had to incur for his father's prolonged treatment. However he had earned a considerable reputation in the financial world.
And knowing all those, Sreelekha had no hesitation in accepting his proposal of marriage. By the time they were married, Moloy was of a mind that she was just perfect, a loving beloved wife, stunning to look at and the hottest woman he could possibly hope for. She was always ready for sex.... an expert at cock sucking, just as he had become expert at using his mouth on her.
She loved wearing revealing clothes.... specially in film-party..... just to entice the film-producers for the smooth progress of her film career and he enjoyed the look on their jealous faces when they'd checked at her curvaceous body. He had always thought his wife was very much pretty and sexy.
But he did find her now much more desirable than he normally did. He knew it was due to her pregnancy which created a new look and charm on her overall appearance. He thanked Selim silently for this..... cause she was now carrying their Muslim servant's unborn child in her growing belly.
"You're getting sexier day by day, sweetheart. I love how your belly is growing..... and growing with our stud servant's baby inside. I'm sure it's a baby-boy..... and for this we should be grateful to him, " Moloy said as he helped his naked pregnant wife sit comfortably on the couch in front of him.
"Yes dear, you know I've a long-held desire for a stud son like Selim and we have been trying for that since Oishi was five years old. Finally it seems we're going to achieve that with Selim's favor."Sreelekha said happily. "But dear, from that great eventful day, I often felt myself guilty for cheating on you."
"It's Okay dear. As a husband I've failed to fulfill your dream. I'm sorry I couldn't give you the son you hoped for so long and I think it's your right to achieve that goal anyhow." Moloy assured his loving wife..... patting on her back.
"One more thing..... you know Selim is our low-class servant, but from that eventful day, I started treating him as my second husband..... but are you okay with it?"
"Yes sweetheart.... you know I always respect your decision, " He said like a real caring Bengalee husband. "Actually, it would justify your chastity and provide honour to our ( ! ) growing baby."
With that he leaned over her pregnant mature body and kissed her lips, then moved down to her milk-white large swollen breasts. He further came down on over her four months slightly swollen belly until he got his mouth in the juncture of her thighs. He then started kissing and sucking on her cleanly shaven wet cunt.
As she enjoyed her husband's expert cunnilingus, she started thinking that fateful ( actually memorable ) day when she had to cooperate with her husband's dirty proposal in which he was trapped by their servant's crooked blackmailing. Her husband almost had begged for mercy with pleading eyes, and reiterated that he would do anything to please him and get out of that critical situation.
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Just one year ago, at the age of 47, Moloy met a beautiful young Muslim girl at his Beyan's ( Daughter Oishi's Mother-in-law ) film-party with whom he had a hot and passionate sex encounter accidentally. He couldn't forget the charm of an opposite caste girl's beauty till now.... and so their unmatched relationship was going on. She was Nushrat Khatun, a nubile Muslim girl of ** yrs, his Beyan Rituparna's maid, who was the only daughter of his servant Selim.
Drowning in the teen Muslim maid's cuteness, Moloy continued his extramarital affair without any difficulty for almost a year without Selim's knowledge. But soon he found out their illegal relationship and "all hell broke loose." He immediately told his daughter Nushrat to stay away from Moloy, but she wouldn't obey his advice.
Actually she was handsomely compensated with jwellery and money. Being failure, Selim finally requested his Malik to stay away from his innocent daughter, which he just refused to do. So Nushrat and Moloy continued their affair as secretly as they could, while her father Selim, sought to get back her from his Malik's vicious trap.
On the other hand, Nushrat was in cloud nine getting so much wealth in terms of Jwellery and hard cash from the wealthy businessman.... just offering her teen body... and her relenting to her father's pleadings, making Selim ferocious. In the end of their hot confrontation, Nushrat even moved out of her father's house..... and started staying at her Memsaheb Rituparna's large apartment.
Naturally it made him even more arrogant which compelled Selim to intimate the matter to his Memsaheb, and tell her about her husband's ongoing affair with his daughter. However hearing her husband's infidelity, Sreelekha didn't utter a single word but she felt a tremendous shock. Even though she didn't confront her husband directly about his illicit affair, she did so simply to save their twenty-three-year-old happy marriage.
As for himself, Moloy wasn't going to leave his wife, and being a faithful Bengalee housewife Sreelekha too decided to stick it out with her husband and get on with their lives. On the other hand, after all of those confrontations, Nushrat and Moloy managed to get together for passionate sex as often as possible.
However Selim was still infuriated and disbelieving of how all of those goings on had ended up. His anger was going strong day by day, although, he and his Malik ( Boss / Employer ) were barely able to amicably communicate about what had happened, and what was now going on in all their lives.
Of course, he couldn't know that his daughter and Malik were still regularly having sex behind him, and that their affair hadn't totally cooled or ended. And when it came to his knowledge once again, he suddenly revealed how badly he wanted a revenge. He needed justice for what his Malik had done with him and his lovely teen daughter......to eliminate his humiliation, to allow him to feel that he was now above it all.
It then began to grow in his mind.... a sort of kinky.... yet very irresistable erotic seed of thought. He decided to blackmail his Malik as he took some photos..... even a five minutes of clipping of his Malik making passionate love with his daughter in his mobile. He threatened to upload those proofs to electronic media and publish them for public viewing.
Naturally it made both Moloy and Nushrat panic as she pressurised Moloy to chalk out an amicable solution. Actually Selim waited for that favourable situation and agreed to come in negotiation with his Malik as he expressed the conditions to end their confrontation.
Although he was a mere low-level servant, he didn't feel fear to take action against his rich high-class employer. Yes, he was now highly rapacious and he wanted to take revenge.... making his Malkin ( Lady-Boss ), and Malik as his slave and servicing him sex..... give him whatever he wanted. Mainly, he wanted his film-actress Malkin, to do for him everything which his innocent daughter had done for his Malik sexually.
"Malik, I expect full cooperation in obtaining your sexy wife's body for my use. I want both of you to service me." He revealed his dirty tricks of negotiation.
'This means he would take my wife fully in sexual intercourse. He would require that my wife submit herself completely...... willingly or unwillingly, to his demands.' Moloy thought in acute rage as he barked. "Shut up, you bloody fool..... How dare you to utter this?"
"Calm down Babu ( Sir )...... don't raise your voice..... the ball is in my court, " He said sternly, "I want your hot wife to make up to me what you took from me. You've screwed my daughter...... did everything to her. She sucked you off dozens of times... swallowed your loads, and you know I've all the evidences.... you came in her ass, too...a number of times. It seems she was proud of it..... even you've role-played with her as daughter and daddy..... my God! I can't believe..... you're a nasty pervert!"
Moloy could realize that Selim was fully aware about his obsession game with his baby daughter Nusrat. He felt he had mismanaged the tricky situation and ultimately chose to surrender himself to escape the critical circumstances he had created.
Selim further reminded, "Now I need you to convince your wife so that I can get back all those from her which you did to my daughter. Not only this..... I want you to watch us making those and also to clean us both up when our passion runs it's course. I'm going to fill your wife with my low-class Muslim cum in her every hole, and you're going to drink those from her holes.... even from my cock.... whenever I would tell you to do so."
Moloy was both stunned and fearful hearing his nasty desires which he would have to comply. But at the same time, with his great astonishment, he was suddenly becoming aroused by the prospect of his wife being roughly used by their servant..... and it was even more fuelled with his feasible role...... in servicing him and helping him enjoy his wife.
He thought excitedly, 'Now my wife would get to know our servant in the same intimate way that we've already known. Selim would ejaculate noisily with total loss of control in my wife's holes from the power of his lust for her beautiful aristocratic body. She would be receiving a low-caste Muslim's semen. How would she be taking all of this? Would she cry, fight, or just submit to the Muslim stud's wicked needs to inseminate her? Would she cum for him? And the most frightening thing..... would he impregnate her too?'
Nushrat certainly did when he'd fucked her, and he'd felt all the privileges.... to have cum in her pussy and mouth... eyen in her ass. He anticipated that witnessing her experience all this would increase his attraction to her. It had all been so thrilling and good. Yes, their servant was now going to feel all of that with Sreelekha.... his devoted wife, and she was going to know an ultimate intimacy with him too.
The thought of his wife's legs flailing around the Muslim servant's thin waist while he poured his virile semen inside her body, maybe against her protests, drove him wild. Maybe she would finally surrender herself to his lust and masculine needs for that exquisite pleasure. She would finally have to accept his possession of her.....to relax and enjoy it.
And all these illicit thoughts made Moloy extremely horny..... he could feel his painful erection in his pants. Next moment he was thoughtful...... how he would persuade his wife into having sex with a mere servant. She knew Selim very well, as he had been working in their house for the last two years.
At first, having the chance to work in a film celebrity's house, Selim felt like the luckiest guy in the world, and he'd always talked to her softly, lowering his head. Sreelekha, too, was pleased by his sweet nature and behavior, and in return she started treating him as a member of her house instead of a low-class servant.
Noticing their ongoing normal behaviour, Moloy couldn't realize how he would tell his wife about Selim's blackmailing. It was really the hardest task to him. Now he was going to have to somehow entice her into coming with him to where Selim could have access to her. He had to make his faithful wife prepare for him.....even help her becoming a slut..... and cooperate his servant to possess her lush body for his pleasure.
As he thought of all of the ramifications of turning his wife over to their servant, he tingled with perverted sexual arousal. He could feel that he wanted to give his Muslim servant the pleasures of his wife's plump body, while at the same time he would have to watch all those.
Selim was going to take from him his wife's innocence towards other men! She would no longer only be one with him, but one with Selim as well...... maybe for all the time! Inspite of all these shortfalls, he started feeling a strong desire for his mature wife to be intimate with Selim for his revenge.
'Oh God! How bizarre the whole situation is created! Yes, it is my fault.... I shouldn't touch Selim's teen daughter, ' He cursed himself for creating such adverse situation. 'But now I haven't any alternative.... and I would have to obey my servant's commands like a willing slave.'
Anyway, following considerable deliberation, he decided to at least try to talk with his wife about Selim's blackmail. So, at first, he broached the subject by telling her how sorry he was about his affair with Nushrat. He told her how he was hurting her love and faith for him and showed his apologizes for his misconduct.
Then he started mumbling about what a great mistake he had done, and that he might even try to do something to Selim to get himself free from his grip. At last he'd hinted that there was an amicable solution for him to settle the score with Selim, but that was involved with her.
She was startled at first by what he said as she asked "What does he want? And what do you mean that it involves me? Do you mean...... no, you can't be serious, does he want me to make love with him? Is that it?"
Moloy looked at his wife's eyes blankly, and when she got the message, she screamed in acute anger and clearly rejected the idea.... as she said, "No way, you know, after our marriage, I haven't had any sex with anyone but you.... that's the only right sex to have."
She went on for about three or four minutes with pretty much the same diatribe of morals, and propriety. Although she had some affairs with some producers.... and they were just to get a chance in their films, actually there were no love and she still now repented for those dark happenings.
Finally, when she'd calmed down Moloy said "Darling, you'd be having sex with Selim for me..... I mean for us, to put it all behind us. I know you've never been with another man since our marriage, and I truly respect your morals. I'm really proud to have a great wife like you..... that you've only been mine for the last twenty-three years."
"So how could you entice me breaking my devotion to you and want to make me a slut loosing my chastity?" Sreelekha objected strongly...... her eyes were moistened.
"I'm really sorry for that, sweetheart.... but believe me I've no alternative. Please Sree, if ever there was a time for you to depart from monogamy, think about my request.... for just one time. I assure you, it won't be cheating on me. It'll be with my approval, my blessing, and I'll be right there! I need you to do this for me..... I mean for us, please honey!" He hugged her..... wiping away the tears from her beautiful innocent eyes.
There was an awkward silence for almost a couple of minutes as Sreelekha sobbed in her loving husband's embrace. Moloy patted her back to assure her..... and waiting anxiously for his wife to give a response, while hoping against hope for a 'Yes' from her.
Finally, she said a quiet reluctant, "Yes..... I'll do it for you..... you're my husband..... my living God..... I can't disobey you. I can't live a moment without you and want our marriage to go on without Selim hanging over us." She burst out in tears as her husband wiped the tears from her eyes continuosly with his handkerchief.
Moloy was elated..... his joys knew no bounds, and also aroused by the prospect which had just emerged. He then began to tell her about the requirements Selim had ordered him to follow strictly. He also told her that he would love her more than ever for doing it for him and their family.
"What does he want?" Calming down from her high pitched sorrowful emotion, she queried.
"He wants not only you to have sex with him, but I would have to present there as well while you would make love with him." Moloy told her elaborately in which her eyes widened realising her servant's kinky desire. But with her great amazement, she could suddenly feel it was exciting her too..... just like her husband.
"Actually I'm going to help him get as much pleasure from your body as he could. I'm going to be joining you..... even touching, kissing, licking and sucking you.... and sometimes him too, so that he would be pleased. He is going to do whatever he asks of him and you both." Moloy said looking at his wife's eyes expectantly..... feeling horny at the same time.
"Oh God, I don't believe I'm going to do this in front of you." Her eyes widened in excitement..... realising all those which her husband would have to comply.... while she would make love with their servant.
Moloy then told her the most touchy part. "Sree, he wants you like a newly wed bride.... means you've to wear that red Benarasi which you had worn in our 'Fulsajjya' twenty-three yrs ago and without anything under it. Along with that you've to decorate yourself with all the golden ornaments you have. Another thing, I must have to mention, he doesn't want to use a condom so that he could cum inside you bare back."
"But dear I'm now fertile.... so there's a huge possibility of getting me pregnant with his child..... OMG! A Muslim's baby! It's beyond my imagination!" Sreelekha gasped in utter disgust.... but at the same time hearing her servant's naughty proposal a shiver quickly ran through her body.... and she trembled in sheer excitement.
"Don't worry Sree.... I wouldn't mind to raise his child. So, you're going to be taking his Muslim semen into your body..... and I'm really glad, he's going to become a part of our family, just as I'm. Most probably he's going to 'Knock you up' that day, and you're going to 'Know' him in the most intimate and personal way, honey."
Sreelekha then looked solemn, and didn't say anything..... but feeling her pussy moistened..... anticipating to become pregnant at this age by their Muslim servant. And noticing her passive opinion Moloy immediately informed Selim that all he would have to do was name the time and place. Instantly Selim replied that soon he'd come over to their house.... and that it all would take place in their marital bed.
"Malik, just for your information, I'm going to save all my semen in my balls for your wife. I'll come over at 10 pm Friday. Don't fuck her until I'm done with her. I want her horny for a good screwing.... just let me know if she is fertile or not. I plan to give her all of my virile load and make her pregnant." He expressed his ultimate desire and with that he cut off his mobile.
Friday was three days from now. He told his wife all about their servant's wishes. She listened silently and sat still..... thinking and feeling extremely horny. He could feel that she was turned on by it's kinky features. She clamped and rubbed her legs together like she did when getting hot for sex.... he was hopeful..... a satisfying smile spread all over his face.
To be continued.....