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Holi ke Rang-2

He tried to catch Chameli bhabhi but instead of gripping her, he caught her saree and pulled it. In one strong pull her saree was in his hand and she was only in her choli -Saya. He snatched a bucket full of red color from me and threw it at her choli which any way was white and without bra. Her hard and firm big boobs become totally drenched and were clearly visible. Before she could recover, he grabbed her but instead of forcing his hand inside his choli, he snapped open all the buttons and grabbed her big boobs. His both hands were rubbing squeezing applying color on her mast joban in full furry. He was rolling pulling pinching her nipples, pressing his broad palm against them and even leaving nail marks. We tried our best to distract him but it was in vain. He slipped one hand down and inserted it inside her Saya, and that gave us chance. I and Neera bhabhi got Chameli bhabhi released. This time we did not took any chance. Chameli and Neera bhabhi grabbed his hands behind his back and I firstly with his shirt and then using even Chameli bhabi’s saree, tied and secured his hands.

Now he was at our mercy. First thing Chameli Bhabhi did was to pull down his pant, She made a bundle of it and threw it over the roof. Now poor Ravi was only in brief, with a huge tent pole visible. I and Neera bhabhi started painting his newly liberated legs with red and white color. Chameli Bhabhi was standing in front of him. She gripped his waist and started rubbing her big boobs on his chest passing the color he has just smeared. She started caressing his back and in no time her hands were gripping his small and firm hips. As if this was not enough to arouse him she pressed her choot on his erection and started grinding against it slowly. I too joined the fun and I griiped him from behind. My hard breasts were trying to pierce him from behind and leaving all pretence I applied white paint showing him, and inserted it in his brief. With both hands I was applying paint on his huge erection while chameli bhabhi this time has shoved two fingers deep inside. He was crying, moaning with joy with pain. I taunted him, ‘devar ji yeh rang sirph ek tarike se choot sakta hai. Ise anjali chinal ke moonh main daal kar roj choosvaiyega to shayad 2-3 main choote.’ Neera bhabhi pulled down his brief too and it joined his pant on the roof. Neera bhabhi said, “aab inko aise vida kar den but chameli bhabhi said,’ aare ye kya kahti hain itna chikna, namkeen, maal dekhkar sab laundebaaj inki itni gaand marenge ki mushkil ho jayegi, and she spread his ass just to prove his point. I meekly sugested, ‘phir to ye ho sakta hai ki inhe hum apne kapde pehna den, chameli bhabhi instantly agreed. ‘bana do sale ko aurat,’ and Neera bhabhi started singing, rasiya ko naar banuangi rasiya ko.

I took the responsibility of face. I applied mascara on eyes, made eyebrow and even applied false eyelashes. Then I took out my red lipstick and applied it liberally on his lips. Both Neera and Chameli bhabhi were holding his wrists and making him wear glass bangles and it was followed by nail polish on nails. Mahavar was applied on his feet and anklets and rings in his toes were put. I put some junk jewelry, tops in his ear, nose ring in nose and even a necklace. I applied a long braid in his hair, after parting it from middle. Now was the turn of dress. Neera bhabhi mad him wear her lenhga, after putting a lacy panty. Chameli bhabhi got her bra and made him wear that and it was followed by a red backless choli. To give the real effect of boobs, she even put two color filled balloons inside. I was given the task of applying sindoor. First I took a big bindi and applied it on his forhead, and then took sindoor and liberally, put it in his maang. Now Neera bhabhi give him a mirror to look. He was feeling so shy but still quipped to me,’ Bhabhi, shadi to hogayi aab suhagraat to maaiye.’ I said, ‘manati hun aur ghabdiye nahin sirph main nahin hum tino hi manayengi.’ Chameli bhabhi lifted his lenhga and pulled down pink lacy panty. She gave me a gulal filled big condom and I first caressed his gand with it. Both Chameli and Neera bhabhi were pulling him down. And in one stroke I shoved half of it,.in one push. He tried to wriggle out but we continued. After some time it was Neera bhabhi ’s turn and when Chameli bahbhi’s chance came, she almost witdrew it and then suddenly in one push inserted almost entire length. And then she was doing it harder than a man. Me and Neera bhabhi were applying color to his now almost bursting Lund. Chameli left the condom inside and took white paint and wrote ‘GAN’ on one side of his buttock and ‘DU’ on the other side. We all said in unison “Devar ji apne land ka rang apni chinar behan Anjali se chudvaiyega aur piche ka bhi usi se nikalvaieyaga.. Fully clad a s a woman, we took him out and said please come in the evening too and tell Anjali, we are waiting.

And it was only the beginning. As soon as he left, two more cousins of my hubby joined. Friends, cousins, neighbours any body became my devar and I really enjoyed. It was a no holds barred situation. Nearly everyone of them tied to sneak into my choli and massage my sexy boobs in the name of smearing color. A few daring ones even defied my restrictions and their fingers went between my thighs and caressed my hole of joy. And at least some of them inserted their fingers too. Not that we were on the defensive side. Especially Chameli Bhabhi joined in all my advanture. None of my devars left with his cloths intact, most of them were made topless and at least 4 were made to wear saree- choli like Ravi. If they rubbed our mast chunchees we too did not spare their cocks. We not only applied color but even paint and all possible things were applied. Even, Neera bhabhi, caressed and squeezed cock of many of his young devars. Every body was made to drink thandai and eat sweets laced with liberal dose of bhang. Chemli bhabhi sang most lewd songs linking my nannds with devars and even with donkey and horses.

And what ever was left was done in holi with women. Here age, relation nothing was being looked. A few of them were completely stripped and with a young nannd who was married last year and his hubby could not come for holi, Chameli bhabhi first inserted her 2 fingers and then rubbed her choot on my nannad’s choot too acting out as her hubby. But Chameli bhabhi too was not spared, when many of my nannds joined she was stripped. And all of them, even young ones squeezed her choochi and applied color on her choot too. In one of those hudadangs, when number of women came and Neera bhabhi and Chameli Bhabhi were busy, I saw that my neighbor Rajan has sneaked in. I knew at this time no body can come to my rescue and if I go to some room he will certainly follow me and since morning nothing thicker than fingers have entered my choot but he will certainly try something else, specifically considering my mornings teasing. So I rushed to rooftop. I was sure in open space he may not be able to do what I was afraid from (although I was not averse to it). When I arrived at the roof I could listen sound of a crowd and very lewd songs, using my name and Neera bhabhi’s name. When I looked down from parapet there were number of men, drunken and one of them was riding on a donkey. My attention was glued there and suddenly I found that I have been grabbed from behind. It was Rajan. He was smiling. ‘Bhabhi, I had already bolted the door to roof and in this hungama at least for an hour no body will come here or notice us.’ He was holding me hard and his hands were rubbing paint on my face. I was apprehending that now they will try to intrude inside my choli, but he was different. He had grabbed me in a such a way that I could not offer any resistance. He slowly opened, my choli and snapped open my bra. Now my hard and firm boobs were totally free. He started caressing, fondling and hugging them hard. I could feel something long and hard hitting me from behind, as if it will tear my saree and Saya and will enter inside me. But it was not to be as he lifted my both saree and Saya and me bend on parapet.

Now I could feel pressure of his hard and mighty lund on my wet choot. He took out a tube and told me’ Bhabhi, this color will not vanish fast.’ And he applied it on his palm and fingers and started applying it on my boobs ruthlessly. As if it was not enough, he put a color filled balloon between my choonchi and started pressing my joban against it. Another balloon was put between my thighs. He squeezed my choonchi against ballons very hard and in a few minutes it burst, drenching my boobs. His one hand was rolling, pinching, pulling my nipples and other was teasing my clit. It was becoming very difficult, with the pressure of his huge lund on my choot. I was moaning, crying and ballon between my thigh too burst making me wet. ‘kyon bhabhi daal don’,.’Aag laga kar poochte ho’. I replied and in one shove pushed half of his lund inside my choot. And after that like a piston, his lund was fucking my choot relentlessly. ‘ lagta hai apni behnon ki bur chod chod kar pakke ho gaye ho’. He answered to my comment by pulling out his lund almost out, squeezing my choonchi with great force and by shoving his entire lund in one stroke right up to his balls.’ Bhabhi itne dinon se pyse lund ki aaj pyas bujh rahi hai, he said. ‘Chalo tumahre upar daya aga yi kaho to tumharaa permanent intejam kar don’, squeezing his cock in my cunt I said. Necki aur pooch pooch, he was very eager, kaun hai bhabh’ 16 baras ki umar, mast ubhrata hua chunchee, kasi kasi choot, I increased his desire. Now his lund was throbbing hard. His strokes were becoming harder, Bhabhi bataiye na.. Pahle bolo chodo ge na, agar thodi jabardasti karni pade to bhi. Han bhabhi han I will do anything, now he was full of lust and his strokes were becoming faster. I turned my face towards him and winked at him,’ vaise rishte main to tumhari behan lagti hai par mujhe maloom hi ki mare saare devar numbari behanchod hain.
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