Introduction : Avinash continues to interview Hemangini for his new writing. As she pursues with her story, the revelation at the next stage tends to get harrowing from where it started. She welcomes him into an all new ambience which leaves Avinash in the absolute stupor.
I would just like to add an advanced disclaimer to any Indian religious reader advancing to this part. This part of the story doesn't directly or indirectly intends to cause offensive desolation to any religious beliefs or customs. SEX ON A DIWALI NIGHT HAS NEVER HURT ANYONE. Every tiers of sweet criticisms are always welcomed. Thank you.
Chapter 3
I met Hemangini just at the hour mark before sunset. It was unusual for me to hold the sessions at this time. She welcomed into her centrally air conditioned living room. I took the seat on the couch. She presented me with the coffee.
In her loose polo and blue joggers, Hemangini spoke after taking a sip at her coffee, "We shall begin now."
"Sure Mistress." We shared a smirk before she started to speak.
[[""It was the completion of our one month since getting into this relationship. Tushar couldn't have imagined how changed his life would be on this day before exactly a year. In these 30 days I caned him for his wrong doings, maintenance spanking over the knees sometimes. I choose more than 5 guys in this period to have sex with me in the bed before his eyes, he showed his obedience everytime by giving them blowjobs and rimjobs. From the business colleagues to my muscular gym trainer, everyone was now aware of my role in our family. He had totally adapted this life.
Tushar started cleaning the floor right after waking up from my side. He worked hard to earn his place in the bed again. I woke up after few minutes. As soon as I started to move out of the bed, he placed himself on the knees at the floor. I walked few steps to reach to Tushar. Hanging my one leg from his shoulder, I mounted on his head with my pussy sealed to his mouth. I yawned in a large fuss to empty my bladder directly in him. I leaned down to kiss on his cheeks before entering the bathroom.
I got my track suite on to go out for my regular workout sessions. I lifted more than 30 pounds in each arm, before doing the substantial shoulders' exercises. Being 5'10, I weighed close to 71 Kgs, the augmentations in my physique was more than my husband by now. I was at the heights of confidence in my life.
I came back home after an hour. Tushar was cleaning the kitchen counter, he quickly wrapped his work off and approached me quickly after watching me entering in. He helped me out of my shoes and held my socks covering feet in his hands.
"Use your tongue baby." I said after raising my feet at his face. He started to do as he was told. He held my one foot in his hands. He started licking the foot through the socks after roaming his tongue over it. I laid back on the couch with him keeping on doing it for a minute. He licked at my toe and the entire sole, it gave me a massive tingle over the entire body. He was turning an expert.
I ordered him to remove the socks from my feet using his teeth, and he was very accurate at it. He licked on my entire bare sole; I asked him to stop.
It was a Sunday morning, and both of us didn't had to go to work. We were expecting some guests in the afternoon, we had to prepare the meal for them. I stood under the shower feeling the water hitting my body. I soaped all over my boobs and pussy. I fragrant my ass with the extra sanitising soap on it. I had a long relieving shower. I laid in the bath tub in the additional times to fuck myself with the dildo I entered frequently in his ass. I got out in some time.
He got my attire ready for the day. While I was just done with soaking my body dry with the towel, He helped me to get in the undergarments with the bright orange kurti and three coloured cheetah leggings at the bottom. He always knew how to sparkle me up. I allowed him to get in some pair of loose T-shirt and boxers.
Both of us had quite a playful time in the kitchen. We prepared the lunch together for the guests. The doorbell rang exactly at 12 noon. I was in no mood to go through the boring guests without any entertainment. I kept Tushar under the dining table near to my chair. We had a substantially tall dining table standing between 3.5-4 feet. Tushar was hidden comfortably under it.
There were one old aged pair of uncle and aunty of Tushar as our guests. I solely welcomed them. I told them about Tushar's unavailability due to some circumstantial urgency at work. I offered them the meal at the dining table. I settled myself in my chair, while got them sitted before me at the other end of the table. Tushar was placed just at the end of my legs.
I did some community chat with them and also about the upcoming 'Durga Pooja' fest. Uncle and aunty praised my good physique and the beauty hanging down my face, I thanked them for their kind words. I didn't let Tushar to have much comfort being under the table. I got him to smooch my pouched calves from the leggings, Tushar did it perfectly after inverting his head to the end of my leg. He opened his mouth wide to get my plumped calves between his lips. He licked them through my leggings from under tha table, while I continued the conversation.
I made him kiss my thighs under the table. He started to suck with some hard grip of his lips on my cheetah leggings over the thigh skin. I embedded my other foot with the heel on inside his short length elastic shorts. I got my foot settled on his penis under his shorts. I used the heel edges to pinch on his balls inside the short, he glued his mouth on my thighs to breathe harder and resist the moans from coming out. I didn't reach to much reactions following his discomfort inside his short, while held my head high to keep going with the conversation above the table.
Uncle-aunty did their lunch in no less than 30 minutes. I had my heels roaming around his anus by now after getting it all the way under his balls. Tushar was kissing on my wide bent knees through the leggings. As soon as they got themselves up from the table, I got my foot out of his shorts to drop them out of the house. I touched their feet and bade them a nice goodbye. I got him out from inside the dining table. I placed Tushar at the edge of the couch on the floor. I headed towards the room.
I came back at the couch with the small ring box. Tushar had his suspicious eyes on the box. I undid the box to take out the cock cage from it. Tushar had his feet shaking automatically after getting the glimpses of the cock cage. I ordered Tushar to settle his hands at the back.
With his head just at the edge of the couch, I sat down on his face. The leggings under the bottom of kurti stuck over his face. His head was well covered under my very wide hips. I placed my either heels on his thighs while bent down to hold his balls in my hand. I inserted the steel ring over it. I put his dick in the aluminum cage before locking it with the ring through a tiny pad lock. He was getting suffocated under my bottom, I shaken my big butt over his face to make the most out of it. I started to unmount from his face, his face was red bruised as soon as I got off.
