Supriyadevi stood in the middle of her big bathroom in a dumbfounded state….. thinking about the events of the night before. After the “rape” she had managed to freshen up and return to the party. She exited from the bathroom and suddenly remembered her left out panties. She started looking it frantically, but they were nowhere to be found.
She assumed they were now one of her phantom’s numerous souvenirs. The party lasted till the wee hours of the morning and it had been a rousing success.
As she wandered about, she studied everyone’s face carefully….. looking for anything that might tell her who he had been. She chuckled…. remembering how quickly his Beyai had been ruled out that probability. She “accidentally” let the back of her hand rub his bulging cock as his wandering hands made their usual pilgrimage over her body.
Not a chance, she had thought…maybe half a chance. Everyone seemed engaged in the dance of seduction with each other. She noticed a few strange pairings, as people drifted off occasionally then returned with their faces flushed and guilt ridden.
The fabulous three ( Sandhya, Munmun and Aparna ) left early with their spouses. She assumed they would be somewhere more private so they might enjoy their activities freely. Her son-in-law was gone also. However she did manage to corner his father, her Beyai Rahamat for a few seconds.
Her worries were relieved when he teased her about the Odisan Driver Prankrisno. He even warned her to be careful and not look so damn sexy, noting that Prankrisno had had a crush on her since he saw her few months ago in Munmun’s party.
“Beyan, I heard from a reliable source that he is a hound,” he said grinning broadly “And you are the fox,” he added. Although she could not know for certain, but it seemed to her that Prankrisno might be the top contender. This was going to be interesting.
She was grateful that she had managed to muster up enough energy to satisfy her horny husband that night. He had had a few more drinks than promised and so he hadn’t noticed how wet and loose she was.
She had even convinced him not to wear a condom. She was worried, just in case…to cover the rare chance of the attacker’s sperm already swimming in her unprotected sex did their job. She was even more grateful that “all night long” for her husband actually meant one short burst of enthusiastic fucking…. followed by a long night of snoring.
She had surprised herself… she was a certain shoe in for an academy award. A slight pang of guilt had crept into her mind as her husband pumped into her body. As skillful a lover as her husband was, she couldn’t keep her herself from dreaming that attacker’s animalistic fuck. It was that huge cock which pummeled her squishy cunt…. surging and spurting again and again in her hungry orifice.
Her feigned orgasm was so convincing that Pritam’s ego swelled…… thinking it was caused by his manly efforts. And, as a reward, he slid between her legs and hungrily lapped at her pussy…. bringing her to what he thought was her second orgasm of that night.