They were now truly a threesome, Jethalal couldn’t even imagine doing it differently now. They quietly lay entangled, their body’s touching. He felt so comfortable, and he could tell that Nattu Kaka and Daya were sated too.
‘Oh! Maa Santoshi, only through your sacred blessings, life was good,’ Jethalal thought, as he reached over to fondle Nattu Kaka’s testicles, and kissed Daya, forcing his tongue between her perfect lips.
Then after one month the good news came at last, Daya is pregnant by her unofficial second husband and on due time she delivered a beautiful son Tappu. As a result, religious minded Daya’s devotion to the Goddess Maa Santoshi increased more, her first husband built up a new temple in Society’s Compound where Daya worshipped the Goddess three times daily.
*( At present )*
Getting so much enjoyment from her first swapping with Babita, Madhabi decided to include Society’s most attractive housewife Dayabhabi in their “Holy Housewives Club” with a green signal from Babita. So one day Madhabi invited her when her only daughter Sonu was in her maternal uncle’s house. Madhabi disclosed one by one to Dayabhabi, hearing all Daya became surprised, how could a conservative wife like Madhabi do such illicit activities.
However Daya became turned on so much that her pussy became tingling, leaking copious juices wetting her panties. The past scenarios with their servant cum her second husband were flashing in her mind. She agreed immediately to join the party, at night she informed her first husband about Madhabi’s invitation and her previous escapades about swapping incidents.
Jethalal became highly excited imagining that his dream queens Madhabi and Babita would be present in the party and would be fulfilled his long-cherished dreams because Babita and Bawri with their husbands were invited also. Dayabhabi’s husband Jethalal is somewhat shy but always drowned in extra marital relationships. He’s married to Daya, highly religious minded housewife and a vivacious outgoing woman who likes to flirt with other men.
When they go to parties together, Jethalal usually winds up being something of a wallflower while his wife disappears into the crowd. At their friend Bhide and Madhabi’s house that Friday night, Jethalal was actually enjoying himself. He couldn’t believe it. Normally, he didn’t particularly like parties. He went because he has been dreaming Bhide’s wife for a long time.
That day when he was involved in gossiping with Bhide’s wife, his wife went to Bhide for a dance. Jethalal was also having fun. He was dancing with Madhabi and he was enjoying every move they made together. He caught sight of his wife across the room dancing with Madhabi’s husband. Even seeing the way she was molding her body to her Bhide’s body didn’t upset him, as he himself was having so much fun with Bhide’s wife.
He had long ago concluded his very attractive wife was a cock-teaser. It didn’t bother him especially that evening because Madhabi’s body was glued to his. Jethalal couldn’t believe how he and Madhabi were dancing. She had her face buried against his neck and he could feel her lips nibbling moistly at his throat. Her body was molded even tighter to his own and he could feel her ample tits against his chest through the pullover shirt which he wore.