28-11-2022, 02:35 PM
Anyway, now that the whole matter was settled, Purva was in a jolly mood. She genuinely loved dancing and the fact that she was going to dance all naked in such an obscene and nasty way in accordance with Irfan and Hussain's plan, she could not wait to experience it all. It was of course something really nasty and cheap and she knew she was experiencing something that sounded fictitious. How a rich urban housewife like her was going to dance all naked in the slums on stage, to loud noisy songs for all the men to enjoy, that too in such a perverted sleazy look on her. Of course, she was extremely excited for the raand naach. After realising her exhibitionist and humiliation tendencies in the last few months, she loved exploring newer possibilities and setups where she could exhibit herself and be a source of enjoyment and utmost sexual pleasure for the men.
As Purva continued to dance, Irfan turned to Mushtaq and took him to the corner of the shed. "Mushtaq ji, ab purghi bhi khush hai apni fees se. Aur usse dekh kar lagta hai ki woh bhi raandnaach k liye bohot utsaahit hai. Par abhi ek kaam aur baaki hai", he said.
Mushtaq knew Irfan was talking about the slum women, and of course even Mushtaq had it at the back of his mind. Yesterday, Irfan and Hussain had come to Mushtaq's place to talk about their proposition to have Purva made up like a cheap whore for the raand naach. They wanted Purva to get her hair cut to a bare minimum just so she could get hair multicolour-dyed and they also wanted to colour Purva's armpit hair to invoke the cheap look of a shameless whore who'd agree to dance naked on stage. Mushtaq had agreed, but he voiced his opinions over the slum women. He knew that the cheap dyes were going to stay on Purva for a few days and she would have to face the slum women with her cheap almost bald multicoloured head and armpit hair. He was concerned for his whore if her outfit would piss the slum women. Irfan promised that if Mushtaq and Purva were ready for Purva to dance for the raand naach, he would talk to the slum women about the issue.
"Haan Irfan, aur yeh bohot jaroori kaam hai, iske bina hum aage nhi badh sakte hai", said Irfan to Mushtaq with a faint of concern showing on his face.
"Haan Mushtaq ji, aap tension mat lijiyega, abhi aap aur randi niklo, Hussain ji aur main auraton se milenge abhi aur unse baat karenge raandnaach k baare me. Hussain ji bol rahe hai woh Sultana karke ek aurat ko phone lagayenge, jisne purghi ko sabse jaada maara hai maarpeeth me. Woh aur kuch aur aurat aayenge uske saath Shahid chowk pe aur hum unse baith baat karenge, aap chinta mat kijiye yaar", said Irfan, sensing the concern on Musthaq's face.
"Thik h Irfan, aap dono ko pata hi hai kya aur kaise baat karna hai, dhyaan se baat kar lena woh auraton se", he said.
"Thik h Mushtaq ji", said Irfan.
As Purva still danced on shamelessly in front of Hussain, Irfan playfully gave a tight slap on Purva's ass and said in a fake angry voice, "Aye besharm raand, ab rehne de bohot ho gya tera raandnaach" as Purva stopped in her tracks and looked at Irfan. Realising that he was saying so playfully evoked a shy smile from Purva as she stopped her step and said "Arre saheb kya karu, main thoda form me aa gayi thi, maaf kijiye", she said blushing away. Hussain laughed to Purva's words as he came up beside her and put his left hand around her waist and with his right hand he rubbed all over Purva's front on her fleshy navel and stomach and her huge sweating jugs. He said, "Arre randi, tu ek dum raand naach ki raand hai. Abhi hume jaana hoga gaav k auraton se teri raand naach k baare me".
Purva had completely forgotten about the slum women, and she instantly felt she was celebrating prematurely. She knew that if the slum women did not give their consent for the raand naach and Purva's cheap look, they could not do anything about it. Such was the stature and the impact those slum women had in Mastanpur. Purva, all sweaty from dancing energetically in that tiny shed grimaced at the thought of having to deal with the slum women as one last hurdle. All the men saw the concern on Purva's face as they empathised with her. Irfan came up to her and held the other side of Purva's waist along with Hussain and lovingly rubbed his hand over her pussy. As she looked at him with a smile on her face, Irfan gently said, "Ghabra mat randi, hum log baat karenge unse. Teri badan raand naach k liye bani hui hai aur yeh raand naach tere bina nhi hogi, samjhi na?", he said. Purva smiled at him as she emotionally hugged both Irfan and Hussain, as Mushtaq smiled at her and extended his arms. Purva ran over to her husband lovingly and fell into his arms as Mushtaq hugged her and extended his hands over to Purva's luscious ass and groped them.
Hussain too knew he had a task at hand. Of course he was the slum's sarpanch, but he was within in his limits as far as the slum women were concerned. He too had this issue at the back of his mind all throughout even after Mushtaq and Purva had given their consent for Purva's raand naach immediately. The ladies played a major stakeholder role in all of his decisions and he had to play his cards correctly. He said, "Mushtaq, tum apni randi ko leke abhi nikal jao. Main aur Irfan woh auraton se baat karne chalenge abhi", he said.
Mushtaq said. "Thik h saheb, hum nikalte hai fir", he said as Purva and Mushtaq proceeded to leave the shed after a final set of goodbyes.
As Purva continued to dance, Irfan turned to Mushtaq and took him to the corner of the shed. "Mushtaq ji, ab purghi bhi khush hai apni fees se. Aur usse dekh kar lagta hai ki woh bhi raandnaach k liye bohot utsaahit hai. Par abhi ek kaam aur baaki hai", he said.
Mushtaq knew Irfan was talking about the slum women, and of course even Mushtaq had it at the back of his mind. Yesterday, Irfan and Hussain had come to Mushtaq's place to talk about their proposition to have Purva made up like a cheap whore for the raand naach. They wanted Purva to get her hair cut to a bare minimum just so she could get hair multicolour-dyed and they also wanted to colour Purva's armpit hair to invoke the cheap look of a shameless whore who'd agree to dance naked on stage. Mushtaq had agreed, but he voiced his opinions over the slum women. He knew that the cheap dyes were going to stay on Purva for a few days and she would have to face the slum women with her cheap almost bald multicoloured head and armpit hair. He was concerned for his whore if her outfit would piss the slum women. Irfan promised that if Mushtaq and Purva were ready for Purva to dance for the raand naach, he would talk to the slum women about the issue.
"Haan Irfan, aur yeh bohot jaroori kaam hai, iske bina hum aage nhi badh sakte hai", said Irfan to Mushtaq with a faint of concern showing on his face.
"Haan Mushtaq ji, aap tension mat lijiyega, abhi aap aur randi niklo, Hussain ji aur main auraton se milenge abhi aur unse baat karenge raandnaach k baare me. Hussain ji bol rahe hai woh Sultana karke ek aurat ko phone lagayenge, jisne purghi ko sabse jaada maara hai maarpeeth me. Woh aur kuch aur aurat aayenge uske saath Shahid chowk pe aur hum unse baith baat karenge, aap chinta mat kijiye yaar", said Irfan, sensing the concern on Musthaq's face.
"Thik h Irfan, aap dono ko pata hi hai kya aur kaise baat karna hai, dhyaan se baat kar lena woh auraton se", he said.
"Thik h Mushtaq ji", said Irfan.
As Purva still danced on shamelessly in front of Hussain, Irfan playfully gave a tight slap on Purva's ass and said in a fake angry voice, "Aye besharm raand, ab rehne de bohot ho gya tera raandnaach" as Purva stopped in her tracks and looked at Irfan. Realising that he was saying so playfully evoked a shy smile from Purva as she stopped her step and said "Arre saheb kya karu, main thoda form me aa gayi thi, maaf kijiye", she said blushing away. Hussain laughed to Purva's words as he came up beside her and put his left hand around her waist and with his right hand he rubbed all over Purva's front on her fleshy navel and stomach and her huge sweating jugs. He said, "Arre randi, tu ek dum raand naach ki raand hai. Abhi hume jaana hoga gaav k auraton se teri raand naach k baare me".
Purva had completely forgotten about the slum women, and she instantly felt she was celebrating prematurely. She knew that if the slum women did not give their consent for the raand naach and Purva's cheap look, they could not do anything about it. Such was the stature and the impact those slum women had in Mastanpur. Purva, all sweaty from dancing energetically in that tiny shed grimaced at the thought of having to deal with the slum women as one last hurdle. All the men saw the concern on Purva's face as they empathised with her. Irfan came up to her and held the other side of Purva's waist along with Hussain and lovingly rubbed his hand over her pussy. As she looked at him with a smile on her face, Irfan gently said, "Ghabra mat randi, hum log baat karenge unse. Teri badan raand naach k liye bani hui hai aur yeh raand naach tere bina nhi hogi, samjhi na?", he said. Purva smiled at him as she emotionally hugged both Irfan and Hussain, as Mushtaq smiled at her and extended his arms. Purva ran over to her husband lovingly and fell into his arms as Mushtaq hugged her and extended his hands over to Purva's luscious ass and groped them.
Hussain too knew he had a task at hand. Of course he was the slum's sarpanch, but he was within in his limits as far as the slum women were concerned. He too had this issue at the back of his mind all throughout even after Mushtaq and Purva had given their consent for Purva's raand naach immediately. The ladies played a major stakeholder role in all of his decisions and he had to play his cards correctly. He said, "Mushtaq, tum apni randi ko leke abhi nikal jao. Main aur Irfan woh auraton se baat karne chalenge abhi", he said.
Mushtaq said. "Thik h saheb, hum nikalte hai fir", he said as Purva and Mushtaq proceeded to leave the shed after a final set of goodbyes.
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