Sundar was in Kolkata for some business purposes keeping his three months pregnant mother-wife to his elder sister. Daya kept her mother’s incestuous marriage as well as her pregnancy secret to all her family members except her nearest friend Madhabi Bhidhe. Gokuldham Society : Ch 10
“So have you any knowledge about Sonu’s sex-life?” the conservative looking mother Dayaben Gada asked her Samdhin Madhabi with just a hint of a grin. Madhabi and Daya were good friends for a long time and their friendship converted into a closed intimacy after the formation of the “Holy Housewives Club”.
The members of this great club normally indulged into wife-swappig whenever they have the opportunity. The two housewives Daya & Madhabi are now just like two sisters after the fixation of their child’s marriage and the two had struck up a pleasant conversation whenever they had a chance.
Daya’s son Tappu and Madhabi’s daughter Sonu were good friends since their childhood and noticing their intimacy, their parents decided to finalize their romance. So without any objection from any side, their marriage was announced with a small ceremony in presence of all the members of Gokuldham Society where Tappu put on a beautiful golden-chain ( Mangalsutra ) around Sonu’s neck.
Although Tappu and Sonu’s marriage wasn’t declared officially as they are both adolescent and read in school, Sonu stayed most of her times in her father-in-law’s house that is in Gada Family’s wing. On other occasions Tappu also spent his off-times freely in Bhidhe’s wing. Actually the Bhidhe family and the Gada family are now a single big family.
Daya and Madhabi seemed very nice to each other and they often get together for a cup of coffee. As their coffee time went on, Madhabi sensed one day that Daya’s questions were more than just idle banter. Madhabi’s life of prolific sexual experiences had given her a sixth sense when someone was sexually interested and she decided to see just how interested Daya was. She leaned over the small table in the coffee shop giving Daya a nice peek at her generous cleavage as she arched an eyebrow and whispered.
“Let me confide in you. You are aware that I LOVE sex specially group sex!” Daya blushed, but Madhabi knew that her comment hit its intended target.
“I thought so.” The prim looking mother Daya said. “I could sense it about you.”
“You too?” Madhabi asked.
“Well,” Daya confessed, “You know that although I lead a very conservative and religious life with my husband and son, I like husband-swappig with you and others but I have these… well…shall we say NASTY fantasies.”
Madhabi grinned warmly as she felt a stirring in between her legs. “Oh Dayabhabi, I mean Samdhinji, please, tell me!” Madhabi encouraged softly.
“Well… recently I do a lot of surfing on the net. I love erotic nude pictures of our famous hindi film-actresses and corresponding with people who have similar interests,” Daya answered.
Madhabi could tell what her Samdhin was hedging. “What specifically turns you on? And don’t worry. When it comes to sex, I’ve experienced anything and everything you could possibly imagine. There’s nothing you can say that would surprise me.”
Madhabi waited for effect and added. “In fact, there’s nothing you can say that probably wouldn’t turn me on in one way or another.”
“You’ve experienced EVERYTHING?” Daya surprised.
“EVERYTHING!” Madhabi confirmed. There was a long pause.
“I really enjoy your daughter, Samdhinji. Sonu and Tappu both seem very mature.” Daya said in which Madhabi just smiled. She liked where this was going.
“They’re sexy too.” Madhabi said and Daya blushed once again, but didn’t bat an eye.
“Yes. They are. Very sexy.” Daya said with a grin, knowing that Madhabi was catching on.
“You know, Dayabhabi, ohhhh sorry Samdhinji.” Madhabi grinned. ” Not your son only, your father-in-law is also very sexy and hung.”
“I think so too!” Daya whispered.
“Do you fantasize about them?” Madhabi asked gently and Daya nodded. “You fantasize about having sex with them?” Daya nodded again.
Madhabi just smiled warmly at her new Samdhin cum friend. “You said you’ve experienced everything.” Daya queried. “Yes, Samdhinji.” Madhabi said directly. “Recently I’ve had sex with my daughter and had some threesome also with my husband. We have sex with each other whenever we have a chance.” Madhabi replied.
Actually she could tell that her straight-laced Samdhin sitting across from her was getting very wet and very horny as their discussion continued. “Samdhinji. Are you interested in making your fantasies come true?” Madhabi asked quietly.
Daya smiled. “I would love to, but I don’t know if I would have the nerve. Very recently Babita superimpose my face on Preity Zinta in a pornographic picture and it was going viral. I’m anxiously waiting what would happen if my son or father-in-law found it, but I just didn’t have the guts to go through with it. It’s probably just fantasy, but what a powerful fantasy it is. I think about it all the time. I go to their rooms while they are not at home and masturbate in front of their bedroom mirrors as I think about doing all sorts of lurid things with them. I know it sounds sick to most people.”
“But you have also the instance of your brother and mother. So don’t worry and you’d be surprised soon Samdhinji,” Madhabi said with an accepting wink. As Daya had been talking she had been thinking. Once the plan had completely formulated in her mind, Madhabi reached for her scheduler. “Grab your calendar. Give me just two days. Then I want you to plan to come over. We don’t have party on the 17th. Does that work for you?”
Two days later, Tappu asked his mother if he could go over to Sonu’s house after school to study. Daya said yes. Madhabi called at dinnertime to say that the kids were having a wonderful time and asked if they could stay until dinner. Once again, she agreed and was awful curious. Over the next few nights, the Tappu went over to the Bhidhe’s house regularly after school with her grandfather Champaklal.
Daya also began to notice a few strange things. One morning before school she was heading to her father-in-law’s room to collect his dirty clothes for washing when Sonu came out of his room. She had her loose T-shirt on and it seemed like she was straightening it out as she exited.
“What are you doing Sonu maa?” Daya asked her 14 year-old daughter-in-law. “Oh, hi Maa. I was just asking Granddad if he could go for a morning-walk today.” Sonu said not too convincingly.
Later that morning, Daya was serving breakfast to her husband, father-in-law, son and daughter-in-law. As she leaned over to put some snacks on her son’s plate, she caught his eyes wandering down to her low-cut blouse. A shot of sexual electricity ran through her. She had often worn subtly provocative blouses to give her son a peek, but he never let her notice. This time, he was definitely checking her out. She went back to the stove and felt her son’s eyes following her.
Saying “Jai Jinendra” Jethalal went out for his electronic shop “Gada Electronics”, where as Tappu and Sonu were ready for school. Daya gave them each a hug. Without thinking about it, she grabbed her son and pressed herself against him. Her nipples were already hard. Was it just her or did her son seem to hold her embrace a moment longer than usual?
She hugged Sonu and it struck her that her daughter-in-law even pressed her teen-age body tighter against her mother-in-law. Daya’s pussy became moist as she literally felt her daughter-in-law’s hard nipples as they embraced. “Bye Maa! Love you!” the kids said as they headed off.
As soon as the house was empty, Daya went to her son’s room and peeled off her clothes. Lying on his bed where she could see herself in the mirror on his wall, she began to feverishly rub her hard clit as she thought about her son’s lustful eyes peering down her blouse. Her pussy juices flowed over her hand and dripped onto the bedspread. Then she smelled it. Leaning her face over she could smell the unmistakable scent of sex on her son’s sheets.
Daya moved her face a few inches and felt dampness against her cheek as she breathed deeply. It was true. Her son had fucked her daughter-in-law in his bed that night. Her hand frigged her cunt violently as she rolled over and, filled with lust, let her tongue run across the damp spot on the bedspread. She could actually taste the saltiness of Tappu’s cum and the tangy sweetness of Sonu’s pussy.
Pleasure ripped through her as she envisioned them fucking each other. An orgasm stronger than she’d ever known rocketed through her body. That was where she spent her morning.
Taking a break to get a long green brinjal, Daya came masturbated countless times as the lurid fantasies of her son and daughter-in-law or her father-in-law and daughter-in-law fucking each other ran through her imagination and as her memory replayed their lustful embraces that morning.
It was only a few days later that there was a holiday. Daya’s husband also wouldn’t be busy at work all day, but the schools were out and that meant that the entire day was available for whatever Madhabi had in mind. Sonu and Champaklal had decided the previous day to spend the day at the Bhidhe’s block.
Daya was amazed at how anxious they were to get over there in the morning. Did they know what Madhabi had planned? Daya showered and prepared herself. She put on a saree and blouse, but no petticoat and panties. She put on her sexiest bra and left blouse’s top few buttons undone. She then headed to her Samdhin’s block.
Her daughter-in-law as well as her son and father-in-law would have been there for more than an hour. Daya’s heart was pounding as she walked up to the front of the house. She was short of breath and her head felt dizzy. What would she expected to see and experience this day? Was she ready for this? The door opened before she even got to it.
Atmaram Bhidhe, Madhabi’s husband, opened the screen door and motioned for her to be quiet. He led his Samdhin through the living room and to a small hallway that led to the holy Worship-room. She could hear voices. Was that moaning? She knew that she was hearing the unmistakable sounds of sex. They stopped short of the Worship-room.
However Bhidhe opened a hallway closet. It looked like an ordinary linen closet. He reach up and flipped a switch. The shelves all popped backwards to reveal a hidden room. Bhidhe turned around gestured for her to follow. Daya stepped through the entrance to a small, carpeted room. There was one small love seat and room for just a couple of people.
Daya gasped. On the love seat was Bhidhe’s only daughter ( her daughter-in-law also ) Sonu. Daya had always thought her daughter-in-law to be a cutie and innocent, but what shocked her was that the young teen was naked, she was looking through what appeared to be a window. Her hands were down between her legs and she had her bare pussy lips spread as she finger fucked herself.
Sonu looked up at her respected mother-in-law and a big smile appeared on her face. “Hi Maa !” the little one mouthed silently. Daya mouthed a greeting back, having a hard time taking her eyes off that tiny naked body and that tight little pussy that glistened with wetness.
Bhidhe had shut the secret door and approached his Samdhin from behind. He whispered into her ear. “During my summers I take on different home projects. This room is my project for this summer. I think you’ll like it. Look through here.” He gently pushed his Samdhin a couple of steps forward to the “window” that Sonu had been peering through.
“This is a two-way mirror. Just like the cop shows,” Bhidhe whispered. “You can see into the room, but they can’t see you.”
Daya turned to look through the mirror and gasped once again. In a Moment all of her lustful fantasies began to come to life. There in the Bhidhe Family’s sacred Worship-room were her son and father-in-law. The marble statue of the great God Shiva was glistening with a faint light, burning insane sticks and different types of flowers as well as garlands were emanating sweet fragrance.
The sex-bomb of the Gokuldham Society was naked and on all fours in front of the great God Shiva’s statue. Her tall, voluptuous body was exquisite with her huge breasts and hard nipples. Kneeling behind her was Tappu, he was fucking Babita from behind. Daya got her first sight of her son’s hard, adolescent cock. It was long, beautiful as it rammed in and out of Babita’s apparently wet pussy.
Madhabi lay naked on the ground before Babita, her legs spread. Daya admired her Samdhin’s gorgeous body with her naturally large, firm breasts, tight tummy and long sexy legs. Babita’s face was buried between the juncture of Madhabi’s long legs.
Daya could hardly breathe as she watched the sex-bomb licking eagerly at Madhabi’s cunt. A few feet away from this threesome, Daya could see her father-in-law Champaklal and her pregnant mother Padmabati in an intense 69 position.
Champaklal was on the floor with his Samdhin Padmabati on top. The way they were positioned, Daya could clearly see right down the crack of her mother’s huge ass and saw the puckered rosebud of her anus and swollen pussy-lips as she ground her clit against Champaklal’s active tongue.
“Do you like what you see?” Bhidhe whispered behind his Samdhin. Daya almost forgotten that she was not alone. “Oh my god.” Was all that Daya could manage. This was more exciting than she could ever have dreamed. Her pussy was dripping wet. She could feel her own juices running down her legs.