08-11-2022, 01:02 PM
After a while Mushtaq woke up and called out to her, “Randi, aaja mere paas”, he said. Purva dutifully like yesterday took two glasses and put them on a tray. She filled one with the warm milk for Mushtaq, and filled the other with water for herself. She went near Mushtaq and put the tray on the floor, as Mushtaq proceeded to first roughly kiss and lick her lips. She loved how perverted it was given that he had just woken up. He then proceeded to slap her on the face roughly a couple of times owing the lust it evoked in him. Purva ironically felt how the earlier slap by the female had caused tears in her eyes, while these slaps from her hubby causes tears in her pussy. Purva proceeded to remove Mushtaq’s cock out of the lungi and then she put her hands behind her back just as Mushtaq had wanted her to do. Mushtaq then took his glass of milk and started drinking it as he roughly fucked Purva’s mouth. He loved how Purva’s fresh warm mouth felt on his erect cock first thing in the morning. After consuming his milk from the glass, he proceeded to fuck his wife’s mouth with increased pace, roughly pulling her head towards his cock. The sensations that it caused him were just unexplainable as he made every effort to push his shaft completely into his whore’s mouth causing her to choke in between. Finally, it didn’t take Mushtaq long and he conceded his sperm completely into Purva’s mouth. He then slapped her a couple more times, before asking her to open her mouth. He then gargled and spit into her mouth twice. He then said, “badhiya meri raand, pura andar le le aur fir yeh paani pi”. Purva did as commanded and finally got up on her feet. “Maza aaya Mushtaq ji?”, she asked her husband. “Bohot mazaa aaya meri 2 rupayee ki rand, bohot mazaa aaya”, he said pulling her into his lap. He then mauled her boobs a little while and pushed in and out of her pussy for a little bit before letting her get back to her work. Purva said, “aap brush kar ke naha lo Mushtaq ji, fir hum nashta karenge…”.
After coming back from his bath, Mushtaq sat on the bed, while Purva brushed her teeth in front of Mushtaq. While Purva brushed her teeth, Mushtaq checked in on her armpit hair. He too attested to the fact that Purva’s armpit hair was growing very fast. “Mushtaq ji, bohot gandi lagungi kaksh me bohot baal aa gaye toh”. Mushtaq replied, “arre randi, kaksh k baal se itni sundar dikhegi na tu, meri baat maan, ek dum kirrak randi dikhegi tu“. Purva knew he wanted her to look very clumsy and with loads of armpit hair, she would like the cheapest whore. It didn’t seem like Mushtaq wanted Purva to take a bath, so she didn’t bother with it.
As they proceeded to have breakfast while watching the TV, Purva recounted the morning’s milk booth incident to Mushtaq. He listened to everything she had to say. However, all he could say was, “randi, yeh maamla thoda gadhbadh hai, aur isme mein ghus nhi sakta. tum sab aurat ho aur isme mere ghusne se aur kharabi hogi”. purva could understand what he was saying. Given his high stature in the slums, everyone respected Mushtaq bhai for what he stands. If it was any man that misbehaved with Purva, she knew that Mushtaq would fix it immediately, but with women, he did not stand that chance. It was quite a sensitive issue to say the least and Purva felt right not to involve Mushtaq into this whole thing, but rather deal it by herself.
“yeh me samajh sakti hu Mushtaq ji, par woh sab mere upar chadh rahe hai…darr lagta hai ki woh Sultana fir se mujhe maar degi kal sab ke saamne”.
“Arre toh kya hua…dekho tum nangi ghumogi sab k saamne, tumhara mann hai, toh usse pooch ki uss se usko kya dikkat hai. Ek din thappad maaregi, do din thappad maaregi, roz thodi maarti rahegi tujhe woh bhi. Aur aise bhi nhi ki tu ab uski mard se chudd rhi hai…thik h tu randi hai, par ab tu meri biwi hai aur tera bhosda bass mera hai, toh fir uska problem kya hai?”.
Purva felt Mushtaq’s words sensible. “hmmm, aap ki baat sahi hai. parr kya aap ko lagta hai ki mujhe kuch din sahi kapde pehen k jaane chahiye doodh lene?”.
“Arre randi, aise thodi na hota hai…itni kyu darr rhi hai tu? Dekh yahan k aurat tere jaise sheher k aurat jaise nhi hote hai…ladne k liye humesha tayyar rehte hai aur darte nhi hai. Tu bhi bina dare jawab de usse. Agar tu daregi toh woh sab aise hi karenge tere saath. Agar tu kal darr ke sahi kapde pehen k jayegi toh bhi woh tujhe randi bulaake maar sakti hai, kyun?”
“Haan, baat sahi hai aap ka”…
“Haan, toh tu darr mat bilkul bhi, mein toh bolta hu saala kal tu burkha bhi mat pehen aur puri nangi ho kar jaa doodh lene, dekhte hai kya hoga. Agar kisi ne poocha ki nangi kyu hai, bol ki aise nangi ghoomne me mazaa aata hai tujhe, kya karoge. kyun, samjhi meri raand?”
Purva was of the opinion that it would be too aggressive. She was convinced that wearing decent clothes the very next day would mean she was intimidated by the women’s treatment of her today. Moreover, like Mushtaq said, it wouldn’t still mean that the ladies would then stop behaving like that with her. But being completely naked would entail a lot of risk, she thought.
“Mushtaq ji, yeh toh galat ho jayega, aise puri nangi gaye toh saari aurat chadh jayenge mere upar, bohot maar khaungi”
“Dekh randi, tu nangi ghoom k kuch galat nhi kar rhi…aur tujhe kitne din maar denge? roz aise thodi maarte rahenge, kyun? Agar woh auratein tujhe maarte hai, toh woh log hi galti kar rahe hai…fir sarpanch k paas hi chale jayenge apan, samjhi?”
After coming back from his bath, Mushtaq sat on the bed, while Purva brushed her teeth in front of Mushtaq. While Purva brushed her teeth, Mushtaq checked in on her armpit hair. He too attested to the fact that Purva’s armpit hair was growing very fast. “Mushtaq ji, bohot gandi lagungi kaksh me bohot baal aa gaye toh”. Mushtaq replied, “arre randi, kaksh k baal se itni sundar dikhegi na tu, meri baat maan, ek dum kirrak randi dikhegi tu“. Purva knew he wanted her to look very clumsy and with loads of armpit hair, she would like the cheapest whore. It didn’t seem like Mushtaq wanted Purva to take a bath, so she didn’t bother with it.
As they proceeded to have breakfast while watching the TV, Purva recounted the morning’s milk booth incident to Mushtaq. He listened to everything she had to say. However, all he could say was, “randi, yeh maamla thoda gadhbadh hai, aur isme mein ghus nhi sakta. tum sab aurat ho aur isme mere ghusne se aur kharabi hogi”. purva could understand what he was saying. Given his high stature in the slums, everyone respected Mushtaq bhai for what he stands. If it was any man that misbehaved with Purva, she knew that Mushtaq would fix it immediately, but with women, he did not stand that chance. It was quite a sensitive issue to say the least and Purva felt right not to involve Mushtaq into this whole thing, but rather deal it by herself.
“yeh me samajh sakti hu Mushtaq ji, par woh sab mere upar chadh rahe hai…darr lagta hai ki woh Sultana fir se mujhe maar degi kal sab ke saamne”.
“Arre toh kya hua…dekho tum nangi ghumogi sab k saamne, tumhara mann hai, toh usse pooch ki uss se usko kya dikkat hai. Ek din thappad maaregi, do din thappad maaregi, roz thodi maarti rahegi tujhe woh bhi. Aur aise bhi nhi ki tu ab uski mard se chudd rhi hai…thik h tu randi hai, par ab tu meri biwi hai aur tera bhosda bass mera hai, toh fir uska problem kya hai?”.
Purva felt Mushtaq’s words sensible. “hmmm, aap ki baat sahi hai. parr kya aap ko lagta hai ki mujhe kuch din sahi kapde pehen k jaane chahiye doodh lene?”.
“Arre randi, aise thodi na hota hai…itni kyu darr rhi hai tu? Dekh yahan k aurat tere jaise sheher k aurat jaise nhi hote hai…ladne k liye humesha tayyar rehte hai aur darte nhi hai. Tu bhi bina dare jawab de usse. Agar tu daregi toh woh sab aise hi karenge tere saath. Agar tu kal darr ke sahi kapde pehen k jayegi toh bhi woh tujhe randi bulaake maar sakti hai, kyun?”
“Haan, baat sahi hai aap ka”…
“Haan, toh tu darr mat bilkul bhi, mein toh bolta hu saala kal tu burkha bhi mat pehen aur puri nangi ho kar jaa doodh lene, dekhte hai kya hoga. Agar kisi ne poocha ki nangi kyu hai, bol ki aise nangi ghoomne me mazaa aata hai tujhe, kya karoge. kyun, samjhi meri raand?”
Purva was of the opinion that it would be too aggressive. She was convinced that wearing decent clothes the very next day would mean she was intimidated by the women’s treatment of her today. Moreover, like Mushtaq said, it wouldn’t still mean that the ladies would then stop behaving like that with her. But being completely naked would entail a lot of risk, she thought.
“Mushtaq ji, yeh toh galat ho jayega, aise puri nangi gaye toh saari aurat chadh jayenge mere upar, bohot maar khaungi”
“Dekh randi, tu nangi ghoom k kuch galat nhi kar rhi…aur tujhe kitne din maar denge? roz aise thodi maarte rahenge, kyun? Agar woh auratein tujhe maarte hai, toh woh log hi galti kar rahe hai…fir sarpanch k paas hi chale jayenge apan, samjhi?”
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