Two Aristocratic Bengalee Families : Ch 1

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Two Aristocratic Bengalee Families

A: Chowdhury Family
1. Sharmila Chowdhury, 30 yrs, Bengalee Playback singer.
2. Samaresh Chowdhury, 36 yrs, Bank Manager, Sharmila’s husband.
3. Soumya Chowdhury, ** yrs, Student of class-vii, Sharmila’s only son.

B: Khan Family
1. Parveen Khatun, 32 yrs, TV serial actress.
2. Mansoor Ali Khan, 38 yrs, Cameraman, Parveen’s husband.
3. Hafiz Ali Khan, Class-ix student, Parveen’s elder son.
4. Hanif Ali Khan, Class-vii student, Parveen’s younger son.

Although Sharmila Chowdhury was accomplished in all types of songs, this renowned Bengalee singer of Kolkata was mainly familiar with Classical Songs and her passion was Rabindrasangeet. More than two hundred superhit Rabindrasangeets by her was the proof. Her established husband and a willing teenage son with luxurious life made herself a happy woman. But recently she was distributed by her baby son’s attitude and behaviour, as he  became very much shy, kept himself lodged mainly in his room.

In this juncture, one day when she was rearranging his son’s bedroom she became a little shocked by what she found under her son’s mattress. She had been cleaning her son’s room when she came upon the boy’s stash of porn. Although any type of porn was easily obtained in internet nowadays, hard copies of porn magazines also available in easy access.

The magazines showed picture after picture of naked south-indian bgrade actresses, posing in the most obscene ways imaginable. Their fleshy legs spread to reveal their moist cunts, their hands pushing their big boobs up and offering them to the camera. Women masturbating themselves with fingers, carrots, cucumbers, wax-candles and even hair-brushes. One magazine showed several women and men engaged in various sex acts.

The novel was an outrageous incest story of a matured film-actress who seduced and had sex with various young crew-boys of film-unit and lastly she seduced her own baby son. It was written crudely, using obscene words and at first Sharmila had sneered at the crassness and nastiness of it. But, as she read more, she felt her own pussy heating up and moistening. Upon reflection she didn’t know why she should be so shocked.

Sharmila knew boys and men enjoyed this kind of thing. But, Soumya was so young! How could he have gotten hold of the obscene material? From where did he collect or who might be supplied? His only closed friend was Hanif but he was also a baby. Oh my God! How should I tackle this awkward situation!

It seemed to her that just yesterday he had been a sweet little kindergartener beaming at her as he showed her his latest creation from school and babbling to her about his little friends on the playground. She let the book drop into her lap and considered. He encircled his mother’s neck, kissed her soft cheeks and Sharmila also hugged her loving baby boy. But now Soumya wasn’t that little boy anymore. He was nearly **yrs old now. Of course she had seen his naked body occasionally in the bathroom which he forgot to lock and didn’t notice intently but now his body changed too much.

However Sharmila herself also was casual about nudity when her son was not in house. She was nearly naked herself. She wore only a thin short maxi of light cotton and a pair of slippers, her usual cleaning attire. Her large boobs were almost out of the top of the thing.

She thought about her son’s young body, when he was bathing few days ago without locking the door. He was almost hairless at his crotch. A little peach fuzz was just started developing, too light to show, really. His body was still slim, but muscular, in the way young boys were. She had thought his little penis was rather large for his age. It wasn’t hard, but even soft it hung a good six and a half inches from his naked groin. His scrotum was still blackish, but growing larger, a nice little handful.

What was she thinking! It’s wrong and sin to think such nasty about her own son. But she couldn’t control herself. She actually was imagining what it would be like to cup her own son’s young balls in her hand. She had felt a stab of pure lust in her groin that made her pussy tingle and grown even moister. She looked down at herself. The bottom of the maxi had pulled upward and she could see her pubes. She realized she was dripping and that her womanly juices were staining her son’s bed sheets.

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