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Tarun: Wow Purva, just wow! I have seen a true whore today, and she's none other than my wife. It's just so erotic listening to how you have been fucked by so many strangers mercilessly. I am sure even if they come and stand infront of you now, you wouldn't be able to identify them. You are probably the sluttiest woman in the world right now!

Haha, yeah! I seriously think so too. By the time I left for Salim's garage, I was so drained out that I could not even stand up but still, my sore pussy was dripping. Do you want me to continue with what happened? It's already 2 AM and you seem really tired.

Tarun: Oh, c'mon Purva. Fuck office, I will take a leave tomorrow. Please go on and tell me what happened. Did you meet Sajid and his team? Did they all gangbang you and savage on your body?

[Purva's narration begins]
I was on the cycle with the man who fucked me in his bathroom on the way to Salim's garage. I was so drained and lifeless. I had been fucked by almost the entire slum, was inserted into my pussy and asshole by many cheap men, and spit on, licked, bited almost everywhere.

As we were on the way to Salim's garage which I realized later was located in Sajid's neighbourhood about 5 kms away, there were many guys who were surprised by seeing a ripe housewife completely fucked and naked, on a cycle along with an old man. The guys passed comments in Urdu and many of them seemed to know the guy who was riding me on his cycle. He reponded back to them in Urdu and many a times I heard roaring laughter after their conversation. I was sure they were exchanging details about who I was and where I was supposed to go. Slowly, I was getting into my usual self again and was liking all this.

After what seemed like an hour, we finally reached Salim's garage. The guy on the cycle said, "Get down slut. This is where you will spend your life from now. I am sure once you get noticed here, you will become a very famous prostitute in the country."

His words literally pierced me. I was again scared if Sajid was selling me off as a prostitute in this whorehouse. As soon as I got down from the cycle, I looked around hoping to find Sajid, Rasul or anybody from their gang. I was clearly under their mercy.

Just then, I heard somebody shout out, "Purva!". It turned around to see that it was Sajid!

I was elated to find him atlast. He was smoking a cigarette with a couple of his buddies, whom I had never met.

Sajid said, "Purva! so you are here finally? Wow, you look really gorgeous. I knew you were going to get fucked but never thought you were going to get fucked by the whole town! Man, how many guys have fucked you today?"

I was furious with him for making me a subject to all of this. I went near him and started hitting him playfully on this shoulders with all the strength I could muster. Sajid caught my hands tightly and said, "Hey c'mon Purva, I know you loved the experience. Tell me, how many guys treated you like a whore and bangd you today?"

I finally subdued to Sajid's strong and rough hands and rested my head on his chest. I said, "countless men Sajid. It was like a fuck fair for the slum guys. Can't you see what they have done to me?".

"Of course I can. I wanted you to see this way, making you a fuck toy for all my brothers. I am sure they will keep a lookout for you and never forget the wonderful time you have given them".

I smiled at Sajid's words. I did give all of them a wonderful time and am sure all those cheap low class guys who fucked me will cherish the moment they got to do all the things they wanted to do with a rich and ripe housewife like me. Slowly, I was again at the peak of my arousal. I could not still figure out what Sajid had planned for me at this whorehouse.

Just then, Sajid noticed the guy who dropped me on his cycle here and said, "Arre, Pervez bhai, how are you? Did you drop Purva here? That's so nice of you".

Pervez said, "Yes Sajid bhai. I dropped her. Is she a new whore in Salim's garage?"

"Haha, no. She's not up for fucking for anyone. She's just my whore", said Sajid. Saying that, he winked at me and I playfully slapped Sajid.

Pervez clearly seemed confused with the closeness I exhibited with Sajid.

"Pervez bhai, did you fuck her too? If not, come over to the hall in the garage, but remember she is not a public prostitute and this is just the one time".

"Yes Sajid bhai, how could I let such a gori (fair) memsahib go without fucking her. But, of course, I would love to fuck her again and again".

I was surprised about how Sajid knew everybody in the surrounding areas as well, maybe it was because they met regularly at Salim's garage. Suddenly, the words of the driver that it is the biggest garage in town rang in my head. However, I was more surprised as to what was waiting me in the "hall in the garage". Sajid, as usual had great plans for me and I was waiting for it to happen.

Just as I was drifting into thoughts, Sajid called out to a few more men to come out of the garage to meet me. There I was like a tramp, all naked and ravaged by a number of cheap guys being an object of lust to even more men. Thinking about it made my pussy even more wet.

I saw Rasul, Jasim, Kamran, Mushtaq and many more guys. It was clear that they all had assembled to do something nasty to me. Though a little scared of the consequences, I was severly horny and I eagerly wanted to see what these perverted rough low class people had in store for me. Not to mention that all of them were aroused and horny to savage on my already destroyed parts. They all seemed surprised too, seeing all the bite marks, the spit and the cum on my entire body. All of them were ogling me top to toe in lust, licking their lips and uttering words to each other in Urdu and laughing. I was enjoying every moment of it. After all, I felt like this is where I belonged, among these cheap labourers.

Rasul came up to me and said, "Purva, you look fabulous. You look like a whore here in the garage who has been gangbanged for days together without any mercy. All of us have been wishing that we could someday see you like this. Thanks for making it come true".

I smiled at Rasul. I frankly kinda missed him and his rough hands and wanted him to fuck me then and there.

Soon, even more guys appeared out of the garage. It seemed like they all knew who I was. All of them came out and joined the crowd circling around me to catch a glimpse of my ripe nudity. I also figured out they all had been drinking heavily as the entire crowd reeked of cheap liquor. Everybody was banging me with their eyes. The setting made me even more horny and now my pussy juices started dripping quite evidently.

Kamran said, "Purva madam, it's been a long time since I saw you and I am glad you are here with us. I want to so badly hug you and eat your tits and pussy but I think you are fully covered in cum".

I blushed at his words. It was like they all knew that I had been fucked by the whole slum and was still ready to get savaged by these hungry men. I smiled at him.

Sajid then said, "Ok Purva, we have a lot of exciting things planned ahead". Saying that he introduced me to a guy called Ahmed. "He is Ahmed, a professional photographer. He also has a studio behind my house. He is here to take a few photos and videos of you during the time you are with us".

Ahmed was a tall and thin guy, who seemed quite drunk already. I was not sure how he would manage to shoot, but then he will anyway loose his senses when he tries to capture me in his camera, I thought. I was sure turned on by all that was happening in the centre of the road among so many cheap men in the middle of the day. Of course, Sajid had some really kinky reason to get a photographer to the spot. Was he going to make a blue film while all these guys fucked my holes? I really didn't care. I just wanted it to happen.

Sajid then said, "Ok Purva, so actually all of these guys here already know about you. And ever since I told them about you to these guys, they have been dying to meet you. I too wanted you to meet all of them so that they would believe in what I told them about you and all of us devised this plan of leaving you somewhere far off from here completely naked among those strangers. We wanted to see if you could make it here and how many guys would fuck you like a slut in the process. I thought if you don't come here before night, I would come search for you in the morning. Anyway, you are here with us and all of us heartily enjoy what we see".

I blushed at his words. It was so erotic imagining that all these guys knew about me, the whore that I was made subject to their devious plan of getting me here while getting fucked by countless strangers.

Sajid proceeded, "And the thing is Mushtaq bhai got a new construction job in Dubai. So he will be leaving all of us in about two week's time. I asked him if he would be missing something, and all he said was that he would miss your big jugs, your tight pussy and asshole and fucking you like a whore as much as he wished".

I looked at Mushtaq, who was keenly looking at my tits not even listening to what Sajid was saying and it was so cute.

"So, I thought it was the best thing to get you down here so that Mushtaq bhai too will have a good time with you along with the other guys".

I was so turned on by then, really. I was dripping loads of juices now from my pussy that all of the guys might have easily noticed, given that they were all leering at my entire body.

I said, "Of course, I will miss Mushtaq bhai too". Saying that I went and gave Mushtaq a peck on his cheek. Everyone cheered loudly and clapped for my act.

"Ok Purva, so basically the reason we got the photographer today is that we wanted to make a record of all the things that are going to be done to you. I will then gift all the pics and videos that we have to Mushtaq bhai who will definitely not get a whore like you to fuck even in Dubai!"

"Sure Sajid, I am really happy that I mean so much to Mushtaq and all of you". Saying that, all of us joined in on a laugh.

"So Purva, all the guys are waiting eagerly to get a chance to explore your ripe body. Maybe you can take a shower here itself?", said Sajid.

I loved the idea of bathing in public completely nude infront of cheap men, that too the second time in one day. I really loved to be an exhibitionist to these cheap drunk men. I said, "Ok Sajid, as you guys wish!". All of them started cheering loudly and hi-fiving each other. They knew they were in for a real treat.

Immediately Sajid ordered one of the guys to get a bucket of water and a soap. He also called out to the photographer to get himself ready with his camera. It was obvious that Sajid wanted to make a video of me bathing out in the nude in a slum infront of so many guys.

As soon as the bucket of water and the soap came in, Sajid said to me, "Ok Purva, take your time in having the bath. Ahmed will take the video and pics while you are at it. Also, do not look at the camera. I want you to be nonchalant in taking a bath out in public and look as if you don't mind passersby having a look at your ripe body while you clean yourself of all the cum and spit".

This was always the case with Sajid, he always had perverted ideas and I loved him for that. The scenario itself was turning me on so much. It was like these guys were watching a movie shooting and here I was bathing out in the sun. It quite reminded me of the morning time I spent at the watchman's hut, though that was just like the rehearsal of the main show that is on now.

As soon as I started bathing, all of them started cheering loudly. They even took out their own mobile phones and started making their own videos. They were so greedy for me! Also, as Sajid suggested, I made it a point not to look at the camera and not get distracted by all their cheering, but I was so damn horny at that moment. Sajid was directing Ahmed as he wanted.

"Get a closeup on her sore pussy", "Make sure you capture the bite marks on her tits and thighs", "Get a closeup of her face", "Show her lips more" and so on.

Needless to say, I was getting so turned on.

Sajid then shouted out to me, "Purva, casually turn around and show your ass. Rub the soap all over your ass and spread your ass cheeks to wash your asshole". Wow, it was just so erotic, that I wanted to finger myself to an orgasm. But since Sajid wanted me to be nonchalant, I decided against it.

Sajid went on to direct me further suggesting me to rub soap and make more froth on my body. He made me rub my pussy and boobs repeatedly with soap. After what seemed like half an hour of rubbing soap all over my private parts, Sajid finally asked me to wash myself. I was sure the video and pics would come out to be top notch.

After taking my bath, Rasul came over and handed me a towel. Without waiting for me to even wipe my body, he grabbed my wet boobs hard. I let out a painful moan. It wasn't like I had experienced the touch today, but coming from Rasul made it special for me. I immediately showed how much pleasure I got on my face. I also noticed that Ahmed was keenly recording all of this.

Rasul then proceeded to eat my tits. He inserted a couple of fingers into my vagina and started fingering me slowly while chewing my tits. My tits were already sore from all the teeth that had enjoyed my boobs but I still loved it like anything. After completely licking and eating my tits and fingering my vagina, Rasul turned me around and spreaded my ass cheeks. He hit my ass hard with his rough hands and started biting my ass. I felt a strong pain given that I was wet and also because all the things that were done to my ass that day. He then proceeded to insert his finger in my ass repeatedly in and out. All this was happening in public and was being filmed by some cheap guy whom I hadn't even talked to. Man, it was so hot for me!

After using my parts to his wish, Rasul finally left me. Sajid then came forward next, as I understood, for his chance. I looked at him invitingly, but then Sajid had other plans.

"Purva, there is one concern. Ahmed says he is not able to get a close up view of your pussy. So, he has suggested me to ask you if it's fine with you to remove your pussy hair".

I was sure that was going to be interesting. Would Sajid make me shave my hair here itself? Was Ahmed going to record that bit as well? Oh my god, it was so damn hot!

"Oh, sure Sajid. I would want all the videos and pics myself, so I definitely want them to be perfect. Hope Mushtaq bhai also likes my pussy to be hairless". Saying that, I looked at Mushtaq and winked at him. He smiled at me and suggested Sajid to go ahead.

"But the only problem is, my husband likes my pussy to be hairy. I will have to take his permission before we proceed with removing the my hair", I said.

"Of course, call your husband and tell him that you will be removing your hair completely from your pussy and armpits. Kamran, pass your phone", said Sajid.

And that's when I called you. I was hoping you'd agree to it because I eagerly wanted to see how it was going to happen.

Varun: "Haha! I myself was going to call at that time. I knew that as soon as you asked me that, you were having a gala time!"

After I called you and confirmed them that it was okay for me to get shaved in my pussy, all of them cheered loudly again. But the question was, how was it going to happen. I was anxious to know and horny as well and wanted it to happen immediately.

Sajid said, "Okay Purva, how do you normally shave your pubic hair?"

"I use a cream Sajid. I apply it on my parts and then while taking a bath it naturally comes off".

"Okay, then that's a problem. Because we don't have that cream you use. We only have a razor, so I think it's better for me to shave your pussy and armpit hair".

Wow, there it was! I was going to lose my pubic hair to Sajid. I got so turned on thinking about getting shaved by him infront of the horny, cheap, drunk and perverted working class like it was some daily, normal activity.

"Okay, let's go inside the garage then", I said.

"No it's not necessary to go inside for it. Ahmed said there's good light here so it's better to shave your pussy out here while he shoots the video and takes some pics of me removing your hair".

I was shocked by what Sajid said. Ahmed surely was performing at his best in his profession, suggesting Sajid to shave me out in the public. He was definitely going to enjoy making a video of me getting shaved. I felt like I might cum just listening to Sajid's words and thinking about it. Can you imagine such a situation where a hot married busty housewife is getting shaved off her pussy hair right in public in a slum in broad daylight? Man, that was the most erotic moment I had ever experienced.

Sajid then called out, "Rasul, get your razor and shaving cream and also a table for Purva to lie on".

I somehow got a feeling that this too was entirely planned. Why else would they have a razor and cream ready? Not that I cared, but it was just my observation. I was so excited and severly turned about what all was happening and didn't give a fuck if they planned all of it.

Rasul and one other guy immediately went inside and came out with the table, razor and shaving cream. Rasul placed the table at the corner of the breadth of the road and stood there, while Sajid and Ahmed were discussing something in Urdu, probably about how to shoot the pics and video. All the other guys too, came near the table and were waiting impatiently for the process to start.

"Ok Purva, let's first get rid of the pubic hair in your armpits. Can you please sit on the table and raise both your hands?", said Sajid.

I was so turned on and horny, that I just blindly follwed what Sajid asked me to do.

He then turned to Ahmed and said, "Ahmed, as soon as Purva raises her hands start recording the video. Make sure to click a lot of pictures too, and take close ups on her armpits". Ahmed nodded to his boss in approval.

And the process got underway. Sajid grabbed my waist tightly with his one hand and started applying cream with his other hand on my left armpit first. He then proceeded to shave my armpit hair. All the while, Ahmed concentrated on caputring every little detail as he could manage. Sajid then proceeded to do the same on my right armpit - applying cream and shaving it twice before making sure that it was smooth enough by running his fingers on my armpit.

Sajid then said, "Ok Purva, lie on the table on your back and spread your legs wide apart, I will shave your pussy now. Rasul and Kamran, hold Purva's legs up so that Ahmed can take the video up close on Purva's pussy".

I was so turned on the way Sajid was talking and instructing everyone. I was sure he wanted to capture every tiny detail inside my pussy in the video so that he can savor it later. Man, it was making me so much more horny. And Ahmed, man wasn't he in for some luck! Getting the opportunity to take a video of every body part of a ripe housewife up close...he wouldn't even have had a wet dream about it in his life.

So there I was, lying on the table still wet from the bath with my pussy exposed to every perverted low class man in the bylanes. Every guy inched in closer to see the whole process of Sajid shaving my sore pussy.

Sajid then declared publicly, "no one will touch Purva while I shave her pussy, I want the video to come out perfectly. Everyone will get a chance to play with her parts later, so stay patient and just enjoy the show". Oh, I so love the way Sajid makes me his whore.

Saying that, Sajid proceeded to apply the shaving cream on my pussy. He rubbed the cream with the brush on my pussy hair, which tickled me and I giggled. Ahmed immediately focused the camera on my face to capture my expressions in his video and the fact that I was a slut became more evident in the video. Everyone was just lustfully looking at my pussy licking their lips without even blinking. I was just a sex object for all of them. I was sure all of them really wanted to bang me then and there, but since Sajid was their boss, nobody could act out their intentions.

After applying cream on my pussy, Sajid took the razor. He looked at me and said, "Purva, don't move at all. This razor has two blades and it might rupture your pussy if you don't stay still".

I obliged to Sajid's words and closed my eyes. It was going to be so erotic and I was sure I would cum like a mad whore.

As I closed my eyes and let Sajid work his magic on my pussy, I was so horny feeling his rough hands on my thighs and the fact that he was actually removing my hair infront of countless number of low class men, whom I didn't even know properly. It was utmost erotica for me. As he proceeded shaving my pubic hair carefully, he would ocassionally rub his fingers over the shaved part of my pussy to make sure it was smooth. Man, that brought shivers to me, and I had a tough time throughout to control my movements.

Finally, after shaving my pussy completely, Ahmed said, "Sajid bhai, just spread the pussy so that I can get a clear view of inside the pussy". I was sure Ahmed was having the time of his life filming all of this. He again said, "Ok, now act casual and lick madam's pussy as if to make sure that it's completely shaved".

Sajid readily complied to Ahmed's 'suggestion'. He brought his tongue out and started licking my pussy and pushing his tongue inside out. That was too much for me, and no sooner had Sajid started licking and biting my pussy, I shouted out loud, "I am goinggg to cumm Sajid, I am going to cummm, ouchhhh".

Sajid signalled him to film my face and him licking my pussy alternatively. Within about 5 more seconds I had a giant orgasm, my fourth or fifth of the day, I don't even remember correctly. Ahmed went a few steps back wanting to film my entire body shivering from the orgasm. Again, it was so intense that I needed help from Sajid, Rasul and Kamran to prevent myself from falling off the table.

I could faintly hear several murmurs and laughs. It was really such a skeptical for these low class guys. They literally got to see a mature housewife taking bath in public, getting shaved, and being licked and fingered to orgasm in front of them. It was so nasty and cheap that I loved it to the core, and that was not all. Everyone knew that there was a lot more to come their way.

Ahmed, stopped recording for the first time and said, "Sajid bhai, yeh to ekdum kiraak maal hai. Iss ka film leke maza hi aa gaya".

[Purva's narration ends]

Tarun: Wow, Purva, just wow!!! I am sure as one of the guys said, you must have been used and savaged more than any whore in Salim's garage. Just listening to your story has given me a boner of a lifetime, I can imagine how the other guys would have enjoyed your ripe nudity and how much you would have enjoyed giving pleasure to all the cheap slum guys.

That's true Tarun. I really loved the experience. Hell, I want it to happen everyday, except that I don't want my pussy to be completely ripped off!

Tarun: Man, Sajid is such a lucky bastard. Even I never got the chance to shave your fleshy pussy and then lick it to an orgasm!!

Haha! I know! Just imagine a rough and cheap guy like Sajid getting the chance to remove a rich housewife's pubic hairs out in public in broad daylight in his local slum with countless of his men, waiting to fuck the housewife's brains out!

Tarun: Wow, it's so so soo hot Purva! You my dear wife, are a true slut!

Haha! I surely am a proud slut! Do you want me to continue or do you want me to take care of that monster that has been wetting your pants since ages now?

Tarun: Oh leave the monster alone! Tell me what happened next...

[Purva's narration starts]
So, then after having the fifth orgasm of the day already and having been fucked by every cheapster in the slums and having not eaten anything since morning, I was so damn tired to say the least. After orgasming, I just went into a slumber with my legs completely parted exposing my completely red, sore pussy for grabs to everyone. I could only figure out that all of them had gone to get a smoke while Ahmed was busy clicking pics and shooting videos of my sore pussy upclose. I let him do his work, while I took some rest, as I was sure there was a lot more to come...

After what seemed for a short time, I was suddenly being woken up by noises that seemed like some loud cheering. It actually took me some time to realize what was going on, though I could feel immense pain and pleasure at the same time in my pussy.

I was still lying on the table while all the guys gathered closely around me. Almost all of them were still smoking and cheering loudly looking at my naked ripe body parts. On my left Sajid was holding the camera that was focussed on my pussy, while he was intently trying to capture the best moments for future use! That's when I realized that Ahmed was vigorously licking and eating my pussy. He was literally biting into my pussy and having utmost fun while Sajid was busy filming it!

Sajid then looked at me and without pausing the camera said to me, "Hey Purva, glad you woke up. Before we go inside the garage, all the guys wanted to eat your pussy here. So I have given each of them a 2-minute slot to do whatever they want with your pussy. Hope you don't mind that!". Saying that he winked at me and continued filming the destruction of my pussy.

I was no doubt turned on, but I was beginning to feel the soreness in my pussy by then. I was sure it was going to be torn by the end of day. I just smiled at Sajid's words. I could see all the guys' gazes were fixed on my vagina being savaged by Ahmed. I could see the delight in their eyes of getting the opportunity to see a mature housewife being completely destroyed as well as the restlessness in their eyes while waiting for their chance to raid on my pussy.

I just sunk into the moment and then I began enjoying every bit of it! After Ahmed, it was Kamran's turn. He first came near me and kissed me hard on my lips, biting them softly. He said, "Purva madam, today I am going to eat every part of your body". Saying that he grabbed my boobs hard with his hands, and then went about savaging on my vagina. He would occasionally beat my boobs hard and pinch my nipples, to which I would let out loud moands like "Ahhh!" and "Ouch!!!". Sajid was carefully capturing everything on his camera for future use!

And then came Mushtaq bhai. As soon as he came forward, all the guys started cheering. Sajid said to him, "Mushtaq bhai...yeh soch ke kam kar hi tere ko Purva jaise randi kabhi nhi milegi, Dubai me bhi (Mushtaq bhai, go ahead with the job of eating Purva's pussy assuming that you can never get a whore like Purva even in Dubai)". Everyone including me laughed out to what Sajid said.

Mushtaq bhai too, first came and kissed me roughly on my lips while at the same time pinching and hitting my tits. I could literally feel the taste of cigarette in my mouth while he was kissing me. He then proceeded to insert his fingers in my pussy. I noticed that Mustaq never liked the soft stuff, not that any guy out there was fond of treating me softly. But Mushtaq bhai always liked to treat me like a sex object. As soon as he started fingering me, Sajid must have understood that I would cum again. He immediately signalled Ahmed and Rasul to come and prevent me from falling down. Mushtaq bhai fingered me so roughly that the entire table literally started rattling on the road. After what seemed like 3-4 minutes of vigorous finger fucking with Mushtaq's two fingers, I had my sixth orgasm which was as intense as the first one! Again, as usual my helpers had to hold me still from collapsing on the road with the pleasure that I got from orgasming.

After all of them finished feasting on my pussy, they left me alone on the table and again seemed to take a break for getting another smoke, or I thought. By then, I was so sexually broken that I did not have an ounce of energy left.

After a while, Sajid came to me and woke me up. "Hey Purva, are you alright? Get up darling, we still have a very long way to go!".

I said, "Sajid, as much as I enjoy being treated like a true whore, I guess I am too weak at the moment. I need some food and juice to get my stamina back". I was still lying on the table with my legs far apart. I looked to see if anyone other than Sajid was present, but I could not find anyone out there.

Sajid said, "Sorry Purva. The boys just got a little excited seeing you. Originally the plan was to let you have your lunch and then enjoy you, but clearly, nobody was patient enough to let you have your food. Don't worry, I have ordered for some food and fresh fruit juices so that you can get some energy and make yourself fully available for some hardcore fucking!". Saying that, he winked and kissed me gently on my cheek. I appreciated Sajid's gesture by gently pressing his hand with mine and again went back into a nap.

After sometime, Sajid woke me up to tell me that the food had finally arrived. He asked me to get up and sit on the chair that was placed beside the table and laid out the food on the table. It really felt so sweet Tarun, so sweet, that I asked him to bend and french kissed him!

Tarun: Oh wow! Till now, I am the only one who has french kissed you, that too, only during our honeymoon. Man, that Sajid is a real lucky bastard, isn't he?

"Haha, cool down Tarun, it's all in fair spirit", I said winking at him.

"Wow, you must be really hungry Purva, thanks a lot for the French kiss my dear lovely whore!", said Sajid. I smiled at him and started eating like mad while Sajid just stood there softly kneading my tits.

After having some food and regaining some of my energy, I asked Sajid, "Where are all the guys?".

"They are inside drinking liquor and playing cards. They are dying for you to finish your lunch so that they can fuck you like a true Salim Garage whore! It's only the liquor and cards that's keeping us patient while waiting for you!".

His words seemed to strike a needle in my heart. I was certainly scared given that these guys were really horny and perverted men. Moreover, they knew that I loved being treated like a whore too, so they will go to any extent in satisfying their hunger. However, at the same time, I was again beginning to get back to my natural state of sexual appetite. I wanted to get gangbanged by all those cheap massive cocks that would have fucked numerous whores in this garage. I so wanted to be one of their 5 rupee whores.

Sajid continued, "Purva, you are the best whore anyone in this slum can get and I mean it!". I looked at Sajid and smiled at him. He always said things from his heart that always turned me on like hell. When he said that, it felt like this is where I belonged, to all these rough low class labourers, in this whorehouse. Words cannot express my feelings at that moment! I was completely turned on and could not wait to get fucked by those men.

All this while Sajid made a point to keep enjoying my tits by constantly playing with them. He would circle them with his fingers, pull them, pinch them and do all sorts of crazy stuff. Man, even with all the hardcore things that were already done to my boobs and tits till then, I still loved the way Sajid worked on them!

After finishing my food, and having a couple of fresh fruit juices, it finally felt like I regained some energy. I was no doubt horny as hell, proof being my wet pussy. So I turned to Sajid and said, "Take your whore inside Salim's garage. I want to get gangbanged" in a mock commanding voice. Sajid, whose hands were still playing with my tits tightly pinched me and said, "You are a true whore Purva, a true whore!". We both laughed to that whole heartedly.

He then picked me up in his arms and led me inside the garage. As soon as Sajid took me inside the garage, I was no doubt surprised.

It was a big hall that was full of smoke and reeking of cheap liquor. The ground was strewn with numerous empty liquor bottles, porn magazines and what not! There were about 4-5 tables and enough chairs to seat everybody. Everyone was drinking merrily, smoking and playing cards in groups shouting noisily at the top of their voices. It was clear that all of them were severely under the influence of alchohol. As soon as we entered, Sajid shouted, "dekho bhaiyon, aa gayi humare randi! (Everyone see guys, our whore is here)". I blushed at Sajid's words and gave him a peck on his cheek.

As soon as Sajid announced that I was ready to get fucked, all the guys looked up and started cheering and clapping loudly. All of them got up from the their chairs and started progressing towards me. While I was still in Sajid's arms, one of the guys came near me and pinched my nipple. He then softly kissed me on my lips.

After he was done, Rasul came forward to get his prize, when Sajid stopped him. He then announced, "Listen everyone, since Mushtaq bhai will be leaving us soon, I would request everyone to step aside and let Mushtaq bhai enjoy Purva's ripeness before anyone. Come on Mushtaq bhai, do the honours!". Saying that, he passed me to Mushtaq's hands who came forward to claim his 'gift'.

Tarun, interjecting "Oh wow! Their carnal desires to fuck you are unbelievable Purva, really! It turns me on so much that they have treated you like an object of lust and nothing more!".

Purva: "Yes Tarun, and that's what makes the whole thing so hot! I loved every bit of it - the cheap atmosphere, the drunk cheap rough men waiting to screw each of my holes till forever".

Tarun: "Please continue Purva, I am not sure if can last any longer with the story getting so damn erotic".

Mushtaq bhai then took me in his arms and kissed me hardly on my lips. No doubt, everyone loved my lips and wanted to lick and bite them to their hearts' content. Mushtaq bhai continued licking my lips, biting and kissing them at his will while the others cheered. Sajid also ordered Ahmed to get his camera and start recording the video and take pics as he deemed suitable.

Mushtaq bhai then placed me on one of the tables, and then inserted his big fat cock in my pussy. Maybe it was the soreness in my vagina, or maybe because he just rammed his thick cock into my pussy, but I screamed like anything. All of the guys loved it and started shouting and laughing to that. Ahmed was carefully capturing all the details of the gangbang!

Slowly and steadily other guys joined in on the fun. While Mushtaq bhai was fucking me deep in my pussy, one of the guys whom I had not met before came over and inserted his big giant cock in my mouth. It was so huge that I was just gagging on it. Then one of the guys kneeled on the ground beside the table and started eating my tits. I gradually lost count as to how many people were working on my parts and who they were. I just went into that euphoric state where I enjoyed how roughly I was getting fucked by these cheap guys reeking of cheap liquor and cigarette from the slums.

Gradually, everyone joined in on the fun. I could feel the immense pain in all my body parts while at the same time experiencing enourmous pleasure. I was being licked on my face, inserted into my mouth, bitten, spit on and cummed wherever the guys wanted while of course, being fucked like a true slut by one guy or the other for how much ever time they wanted.

Suddenly, one of the guys started saying something in Urdu. He was saying something pointing to a liquor bottle in his hand. Everyone applauded to his seemingly brilliant idea. One of the guys proceeded to, what seemed like, execute the idea. I desperately wanted to see who he was, but since almost all of my face was covered in cum, I could not even see clearly.

Whoever it was, picked me up from the table and made me sit on the ground with my legs crossed. Then, all of them gathered around me and just when they started implementing the 'idea' I got the sense of what they were planning to do. All the guys turned the liquor bottles in their hands upside down on me emptying all the liquor on me. Ahmed was standing right infront of me, capturing every second of the cheap act. I was seriously loving it! It was like they did whatever they wanted to do with me, and I loved the fact that I did not matter to them at all - I was just a useless whore to them who was there at their mercy and was here to satisfy all of their perverted fantasies and desires. I absolutely loved the feeling I got from that.

After that episode, I was made to sleep on the ground while all of them fucked me more as per their hearts' content. After what seemed like an eternity, everyone finally dischared their cum on me wherever they wished. I looked like nothing but a cheap slut immersed in cum, spit and liquor.

Sajid came to me and showed my face to the camera that Ahmed was holding. He said, "this is Purva, who has been gangbanged at Salim's garage by all my brothers. She is a true whore and this look of hers is a testament to that!". After Sajid said that, Ahmed signalled me to give a flying kiss to the camera which I did, and Ahmed finally stopped recording the video.

I was again obviously very tired. I could see that all the guys were wearing their clothes and going out, probably to catch their breaths! Even Sajid and Ahmed left the room after finishing the recording leaving me on the floor full of spit and cum.

After a certain period of time, I again woke up, this time to Rasul. I woke up not knowing where I was and who was waking me up. Of course, that had to happen after the intense fucking I had been subjected to. After a while, I came back to my senses, and a sudden urge of euphoria ran over me realizing what state I was in. I certainly enjoyed the way I was fucked like a true whore and being subjected to the cheapest of acts.

Rasul said, "Purva, you are amazing! You really are! Wow, what a wonderful time all of us had today. I am never going to forget this in my entire life! Thanks for everything!".

I loved the way Rasul put the entire episode in words. Truly, it was an experience that even I would cherish in my entire lifetime! I smiled back at him indicating that I loved the whole carnival too.

"Ok, Purva. It's already 6 PM, so I think it's getting late for you. Why don't you go to the bathroom and clean yourself, you are a real mess today!".

I said, "Yes Rasul. Thanks for everything! This is going to be the best experience of my life! I loved every moment of it".

Rasul smiled at me and said, "You are nothing but a whore Purva, a true whore!".

Saying that, he helped me get up and showed me the way to the bathroom. I went inside and took a peaceful bath for the next 45 minutes or so, and then came out with a towel tied around my body. Somehow, it seemed so weird to be not naked - a true testament to how my day had been.

I came out of the garage to see Sajid, Rasul, Kamran, Mushtaq bhai and a few more guys standing on the road smoking cigarettes. I guess the other guys had left. I went near them and stood there making a cute pose and a duckface.

Sajid said, "So Purva, that was one heck of an experience you have given all of us. I cannot thank you enough for that. We have enjoyed ourselves beyond limits, and you have given so much pleasure than the costliest whore at Salim's garage!". Saying that he took the towel off my body and started smelling it.

I smiled at his mischievous and cute act and said, "The pleasure is all mine. I guess I loved the whole thing more than any of you guys! Thanks for making me feel like one of your whores". While I was saying that, Kamran came over to my side and extended his right arm around my waist and put his left palm on my boobs and started playing with it! He said, "You are more than a whore to us Purva! We can never stop being horny for you Purva, never ever!". Saying that he planted a deep and gentle kiss on my lips . Oh, it was definitely the best day of my life!


After Kamran left me, Sajid said, "Ok Purva, I have asked the taxi driver who dropped you on the other side in the morning to come here. He will be picking up both of us and will return back after dropping you at your place. Don't worry, he still has your burqua with him that you can wear!". Saying that he laughed while others also joined in. I too joined in the laughter, though the thoughts of what the driver did to me filled my mind. I wanted to tell that to Sajid, but then thought the better of it. Come to think of it now, I find what the driver had done to me extremely arousing.

As Sajid said, in a few minutes, the taxi had arrived. Sajid let me in first into the taxi and then came inside and sat beside me, and the taxi took off. I waved off a goodbye to Rasul, Mushtaq bhai and Kamran from the taxi still completely naked.

While in the taxi, I rested on Sajid's chest while his one hand was rubbing my inner thighs up until my pussy while his other hand was busy with my tits. I so loved the attention I got from Sajid, it made me feel so erotic and as cheap as a 5 rupee whore at the same time. I loved that feeling like anything!

He then said, "Purva, I actually have something to ask you".

Still resting on Sajid's chest, I said, "What's it Sajid?"

"Do you know that this whorehouse belongs to Mushtaq bhai?".

I definitely did not know that, but still surprised that Mushtaq bhai owned Salim's garage. "No Sajid, I did not know that!", I said.

"Salim is actually the name of Mushtaq bhai's father. He had constructed the whorehouse when Mushtaq's mother left him for another man. Since his father's death, Mushtaq bhai has been running this garage, almost since 25 years".

"Oh, I never knew all this Sajid", I said.

"Hmmm. Mushtaq bhai is very close to me Purva. We have been in the same slum since a long time. He would always give me his favorite whores, the best ones to fuck everyday, whenever I wanted".

"Oh, that's nice of him", I said, still resting on Sajid's chest.

"So, it's only righteous that I give him what he requested from me for the first time in his life".

I did not quite understand what Sajid was saying, so I said, "What is it Sajid?".

"Purva, Mushtaq bhai never married after coming to know that his mother had left his father for another man. He is 51 years old now, and he never ever wanted to marry a woman. Like his father he always resorted to the whores of the garage for his carnal pleasures. But for the first time in his life, he said that he wanted to make someone his wife atleast for a temporary period of time".

I then understood what Sajid was trying to tell me. I asked him, "and who is that?".

"It's you Purva. Mushtaq bhai wishes to make you his wife for atleast a week before he permanently moves to Dubai. He expressed his wish to me a few days back with all his earnestness and as I said, it's only my duty to serve his wish. So, I am asking you now, would you please be Mushtaq bhai's wife for as long as you can? It's all I ask from you to do for Mushtaq bhai".

I was surely taken aback, to say the least. Was Sajid actually asking me, a mature already married woman with a kid, to get married to a 51 year old construction worker from the slum, just because he wished to fulfil his carnal desires by using me? I obviously did not buy Sajid's argument, and I felt like it was again one of Sajid and co's devious plan to use me to their whims.

I said, "Sajid, I am not sure if I can do that. First of all, morally I don't even think it's right. There's no doubt I love spending time with all you guys and being treated like a whore, but I don't think it's right to do that. Secondly, did you think about what my husband would say to this? Being another man's wife and living with him for a period of time? What about my son? There are so many...".

Sajid cut me short, "I understand all that Purva. I am not forcing you to do this, I am just requesting you to think about it. I am sure there are many concerns and you will have a tough time convincing your husband about it. But, all I am saying is you should think about it. I am sure you will enjoy Mushtaq bhai's company. It's not like he is keeping you as his whore with him, he legally wants to make you his loving wife for a few days before he goes to Dubai permanently. Please do think about it".

I thought for a minute and told him, "Fine, give me a couple of days, I will give you an answer".

Sajid immeditely hugged me and said, "Thank you Purva. If you say yes, I will be arranging a grand wedding in the biggest ceremonial gathering in the slum. That will be a fitting goodbye for Mushtaq bhai".

I so loved the way Sajid respected Mushtaq bhai. Unknowingly, I developed a deep attraction and respect to Sajid at that moment, and I kissed him on his lips then and there. Sajid was clearly surprised but of course, he never complained to that!

For the rest of the journey we did not talk much and I just rested on Sajid's chest. It was clearly the most eventful day of my life, atleast until then. As the taxi neared our apartment, Sajid woke me up and asked me to wear the burqua. I wore it and as soon as we reached the apartment, I silently ran into our flat! Since then, I have been only thinking about all of the events that happened today and instantly got horny! That's when I called you to come over and fuck me!

Tarun: "Oh my goddd, Purva! This is epic, really. You are a real tramp and a whore. I am sure you will be setting a Guinness record for the maximum number of orgasms, cocks taken, humiliation and what not! But, on the other hand, we do have a serious thing to think about Purva. Have you given any thought about the marriage?".

"I don't know Tarun. I am really not sure if I should go ahead or not. What about Apu? Who will take care of him? Would you like it? Would you like your wife being married to someone else? That too an old slum laborer?".

Tarun: "See Purva, you know me. I am not an old-fashioned guy. If I was that, I would not have let you do all this in the first place. It's only because you enjoy it and because I enjoy it that I let you do all this. Now, frankly tell me what you think".

"I don't know Tarun. I cannot think about anything right now, my mind is just so tired from all the fucking. Please, can we discuss it tomorrow?".

Tarun: "Fine, now, will you please suck my monster before we end your epic fuck day? It's been waiting to come out from a long time!"

"Haha, of course darling!"

[Purva's narration ends]

[creepyfoofaji]

[Tarun narrates]

The next morning, I woke up with an erection like never before. Even though Purva had sucked my cock like a true slut that she is, hardly 6 hours back, I still was very horny after all Purva detailed all the nasty things that were done to her. It all felt like a dream to have such a horny and slutty wife. Purva was sleeping like a log beside me. Since Apu was picked up by Purva's sister yesterday, he was going to be taken care of by her sister for today also.

It was already 8 AM and I needed breakfast, so I woke her up.

"Hey Purva, can you prepare breakfast for me? I am getting late, it's 8 already".

I had to wake her up quite a few times even to extract a reply...finally after prodding her many times, she said "Am sorry Tarun, but can you manage for just today? I am too tired".

"Oh what happened baby, are you not feeling well?"

"No I am fine. It's just that I have been fucked so badly that I need some rest. I also got up in between sleep twice yesterday, due to all the horny thoughts of all the happenings. I had to masturbate twice to get back to sleep, so I am even more tired now".

Those words from Purva were enough to give me a tent in my pants. I so badly wanted to fuck Purva right there, but I guess she's been screwed more than she could take already, and so I decided the better of it.

"Oh, that's fine darling, don't worry. I can manage for today. Do you want me to do anything for you?".

"Yeah, I am not sure if Sajid and co would be coming today and anyway I am too sore in all my holes to do anything at all. So, while leaving can you lock the door so that nobody disturbs me? I think I'll sleep all day".

"Sure Purva. But what about Apu? He would be coming home in the evening right?"

"Actually, I am planning to ask my sister to take care of Apu for a week. It's not a good idea for Apu to see me in this state".

"Okay Purva, as you wish. I will lock the door from outside, take rest my baby!". Saying that I got ready for work, kissed Purva goodbye and left for work.

That day was pretty much normal. Life suddenly felt so mundane for me atleast. Since the past few days, I was always with an erection, thinking about what nasty things were being done to Purva. But now, since I knew Purva would be at home, life suddenly felt so boring.

That night, I came back home, and for the first time in days, I could see Purva completely clothed. I was sure she still had the sexual urge to get fucked in her holes, but I guess she just didn't have any energy left.

I asked her, "So, my whore wife, how was today?".

"Tarun, today is just so depressing. I mean, everyday as soon as I got up, I knew that something exciting was going to happen. But today, it was really dull. I guess I am addicted to being a whore now...".

"Haha, that's exactly how my day was. Everyday was something new for me for the past few days. Guess even I am addicted to you being a whore", I said and winked at Purva.

She hit me playfully and we shared a good romantic kiss.

That day was pretty normal. I wanted to bring up the issue of Purva's marriage to Mushtaq as Sajid wanted but we just ended up chatting normal stuff. Life suddenly felt so boring to both of us!

The next morning, Purva seemed better. She got up on time, woke up, prepared breakfast and everything. I reminded her of the issue with the pipes because we still didn't have water running in our taps. Yesterday since I was already late, I had to skip bath, but today I asked her how she had gotten the water ready for my bath even though the pipes were not fixed.

"I borrowed some water from the Sharmas Tarun. I will call the plumber and get the pipes fixed today, don't worry", she screamed from the kitchen.

As she said that, my mind inadvertently went to all the fun the plumber and the watchman had had with my wife. I shamelessly wished Purva had planned something naughty with the watchman and/or plumber today. I certainly could not make out anything from her voice. However, the thoughts subsided and I hurriedly left for work.

Today too seemed pretty much like the previous day, except that work got even more boring. I was certainly losing interest in work these days. Maybe it was due to all the late night horny talks about Purva's adventures and the insufficient sleep.

At 6PM, when I was in the cafeteria with my colleagues, I got a call. I checked to see who it was, and it was Purva. My heart skipped a beat. Was this it? Is Purva again back to her slutty self? Was she going to tell me to come home early to fuck her again because of all the naughty things she had done in the day with the plumber and the watchman? I don't know. I excused myself from the group and picked the call.

"Hey Purva darling..."

"Hi Tarun, are you still in office?", said Purva.

"Yes Purva, what's the matter?".

"Listen, I won't be coming home today. I am in a village far away from the city and I will be coming back tomorrow in the afternoon. Is that fine?"

That was it! Purva was certainly up to something with someone. Man, I loved the way she became a whore for everyone! I could not hide my excitement at the thought of my wife spending the night in a village far away from the city.

"Wow, now that's something. But what are you upto? Which village? Whom are you with? Give me some details atleast!".

"I am not sure what the name of the village is, I will give you all the details later. I just wanted to inform you that I won't be home today. Talk to you later, bbye darling. Take care!", she said and cut the damn phone!

Over the next hour or so I was in office, I could hardly concentrate on my work. I was too preoccupied with the thought of Purva being somewhere with someone where even she had no idea. I somehow left office early and then went home, even though I knew Purva wouldn't be there.

As soon as I came home, I just lay in bed for a while. The time was 8 PM. Inadvertently, my thoughts went to Purva's beautiful and humongous boobs and her pink tits. I immeditely went to the toilet and masturbated picturing Purva's ripe and mature boobs. Man, I am so lucky to have a wife as voluptuous as Purva.

I spent the rest of the night trying to cook myself some dinner and went to sleep early. I had a meeting early in the morning tomorrow, so I had to sleep early to get myself up. Since Purva already told me that she would not be coming home before afternoon, I left for office. The meeting was long and I had no time to think about Purva at all during the day.

At about 2PM, right after lunch, I got a call from Purva.

"Purva, where are you?"

"Tarun, I reached home. Please come home fast and satisfy this whore's hunger", she said hardly able to breathe. I guess she was already fingering herself!

"I can't come before 7 Purva. Please tell me what happened yesterday right now. I cannot wait for you to tell me all of it in the night".

"Oh come on Tarun, just this one day. Make it fast. I will tell you all that happened in detail. Please come home as early as possible. Meanwhile, I will satisfy myself". Saying that she again cut the line.

I was sure Purva must have had a wonderful time with whoever she was. Thinking about various circumstances itself gave me a boner. Was she with Sajid and co? the watchman and plumber? I had to wait to find out. As usual, Purva always loved to go the extra distance as a whore which is what I loved to the core. I kicked myself for having to catch up with work while my wife was begging me to come home and fuck her brains out. I was really dejected that I had to spend 5 more hours in office before I could get to listen to Purva's slutty adventures.

After every passing minute seemed like a day, I finally left from office at around 7:30 PM. I drove quickly beating the traffic in innovative ways as I wanted to listen to Purva's account of her slutty adventures. One whole night in a village far off with some guy or even a group of guys, you never know with Purva! Man, I was going to have the time of my life listening to Purva's narration.

As soon as I reached home and rang the bell, Purva welcomed me with the most pleasant sight I always looked for. She was totally nude with a beaming face full of happiness and ecstasy. I was sure she was elated and experienced some really sexy the previous day and half of today. I immediately came inside, tightly pinched her nipples to extract a moan of pleasure and pain from my sexy wife.

As soon as I locked the door from inside and turned around, I was shocked at what I saw.

Purva was standing there showing her naked back to me. Halfway down her body, in the precious asshole of hers, I could see a silver colored doorknob fitted perfectly between her huge ass cheeks. She looked incredibly hot standing there completely naked with nothing but a doorknob plugged deep inside her asshole. I shockingly asked her, "Purva, is that a doorknob inside your asshole?".

Purva turned around and said, "Yes darling, it's been inside me for a day now!"

I was no doubt intrigued and severely excited looking at Purva's butthole. The shining silver doorknob, completely inside her tight asshole, wow! I was so eager to listen to Purva's account of what was done her today, how she was treated like a cheap, rustic and everyone's whore.

"Wow Purva, you look amazing darling! Have you checked out your own ass with that doorknob inside your back hole? OMG, it's just outstanding!"

"Hahaa! I know it looks really awesome, though I haven't seen it myself! Do you want to hear how and why it happened to me?", Purva said enticingly.

"Of course Purva, do I have to really tell that explicitly? Who wouldn't want to hear how you were used seeing that huge doorknob inside your tight asshole?"

"That's true! Ok, then let's start...I am sure you will enjoy it as usual", she said winking at me!

[Purva's narration starts]
As soon as you left for office, I completed some of my household work and planned to take a small nap. No doubt, I was still tired of all the hardcore things that Sajid and gang had done to me, but no sooner did I fall on the bed, my mind started going back to that wonderful time. I was already getting damn wet underneath.

As I lay on the bed and continued thinking about how all those cheap slum guys fucked me at Salim's garage like a true, low grade slut, I heard the doorbell ring. I at once came back to reality and realized that someone was at the door. I was sure it was going to be Sajid and his gang, they must already miss me. I certainly wished it was them because I too missed their rough treatment of my body and the way they treated me like one of their garage whores.

I immediately got up, ran to the door and opened it. I was surprized to see that it was Pushkar Singh, the plumber. I wished it was Sajid and gang who would be at the door ready to rip me apart but it was infact the plumber. I was certainly not disappointed as I knew he must have had a plan to do something to me, and so I just played along.

"Hi Pushkar, I myself was going to call you actually. You need to fix the broken pipes", I said.

I could tell that he was clearly disappointed that I was completely clothed. I am sure he would have expected me to be naked at home, given that I was so comfortable to strip myself in public infront of people like him. But here I was completely clothed in a saree.

"Hello madam, actually that is the reason I came here. I need to go to the nearby village to get the pipes and other required stuff", Pushkar said.

I had no idea why Pushkar would come to our home to tell that he had to go to the village to get pipes. I was thinking maybe he needed the money. But that's strange, how could he just come for money while I gave him and Ramu so much of entertainment the other day?

"Okay, please wait here then, I will give you the money for the pipes. How much will they cost?"

"No no madam, please wait. I don't need money to get the pipes. How can I charge you for the pipes after all that you have done for me?", he said, with a wicked smile.

Now, I knew the conversation was going somewhere. Pushkar certainly had something in his mind.

I blushed at his words shamelessly and asked him, "Ok, then what can I do for you Pushkar?", I asked.

"Madam, I am planning to go to the village now, but it's about a 2.5 hours journey from here".

"Ok, so?", I said.

"So I came here to ask you if you would like to accompany me to the village".

I was no doubt, excited by the prospect of traveling with a low grade plumber to a far off village. I however did not want to give in so easily, just to see how desperate the plumber was!

"Oh, I am not sure about that Pushkar, it's a long trip and I am really tired".

"Please madam, it's a very nice place too. We can go there, get the pipes and come back", said Pushkar almost pleading me to come with him. He continued, "We will return before evening madam, please come".

"Sorry Pushkar, I do want to come with you, but it will be a problem if anybody sees us traveling together".

"Arey no madam, don't worry about all that. There is only one bus that goes from here to that village, and it is a local bus. Nobody will be in that bus who know you, so there won't be any problem madam. It will only be the workers from the nearby slums who travel in that bus, I can assure you", said Pushkar earnestly.

I was quite horny by then, and wanted to explore this opportunity. It surely was going to be an erotic experience to travel with a plumber to a village in a local bus with loads of cheap people.

"Hmm, that should be Ok. But I think people will identify me as a rich housewife, and they might get suspicious".

"Oh come on madam, is that really an issue? Why would you care what people think about you? Anyway, you can wear the saree that Ramu had given you the other day madam, so that you look like a woman from the worker class".

Wow, this was getting cheaper and I was becoming horny just talking all this with Pushkar.

"Hmm, that should be fine. I will have to wear that saree if I come with you, but the problem is I didn't wash it after ....", I stopped in between as I realized what happened to me the other day.

Even Pushkar knew that, and we both shared a laugh...

"Well madam, it's no problem, it would have dried since it was a few days back. Why don't you wear it and we can get going right now?"

"Hmm, ok then. Come inside, and I will go to the bedroom and change and come and we can leave", I said.

Pushkar came in and I knew it felt silly to him that I was going inside to change. He had already explored to his will, the most private parts of my body and yet I was going inside to get changed. I realized that and I was sorry to disappoint him, but I just wanted to make it more interesting and make him wait for him to get a chance to enjoy my sexy body once again.

I went inside and wore the saree and the blouse with nothing inside, partly because the weather was really hot, and partly because I got used to being naked underneath. It did not matter to me anymore. Come to think of it, I got used to being completely naked on the streets anyway!

I came out of the bedroom and could see that Pushkar was very happy seeing me like this. I guess he was planning this trip from a long time. I also thought Ramu was coming, so I asked him, "Hey Pushkar, is Ramu also joining us?"

"No madam, Ramu is out of town. Please don't tell him that you are going with me as he will scold me for that", Pushkar pleaded.

"Haha, fine. Let's go then, it's already 10 O'clock", I said.

I covered my head with the saree and we left from home. Pushkar said that we had to walk till the nearest bus stop which was about a kilometer away, and so we started chatting more while walking.

"Madam, here is my new phone", said Pushkar showing me his new nokia phone. I looked at it and said, "Wow, so you finally got a phone". I unlocked it and was surprised to see the wallpaper. It was a picture of me bathing naked on the road the other day, sitting on the ground, legs spread apart rubbing soap all over my body. I looked at him naughtily and said, "So you bought a phone just to get my videos and pics, huh?".

Pushkar said, "Of course madam. I bought the phone that very day and immediately took the pics and videos from Ramu. Since then, I would have seen the video about a thousand times at least!". Saying that he showed me the video.

I certainly enjoyed looking at my own nude video in a cheap working class guy's mobile phone. God knows how many times he had already masturbated looking at my video, and god knows how many more guys had seen that video. That feeling really made me feel special.

"What happened madam, it seems like you are really tired? Did sir spend a lot of time on the bed with you yesterday?", he asked smiling at me.

I blushed at his words and continued with that because I didn't want to tell him about how I was a whore to Sajid and his fellows, "Actually, yes. I had been kept really busy for the last couple of days, that's why I am really tired".

"Wow, that's nice madam. But it's obvious that married women like you have to bear such things, I don't blame your busband".

I looked at Pushkar and passed a shy smile. "Oh is it? After you come to know all the things that sir did to me the last couple of days, you will surely blame him", I said jokingly. We both passed a smile.

"No madam, definitely not. If you were my wife, I would not even let you be free for a second any day. I would just keep fucking you all the time".

I was certainly amused with the amount of liberty Pushkar took in addressing me as his wife, and telling me how he would want to fuck me. I certainly enjoyed being the fantasy wife of all these low class men.

I looked at him, and I could see the lust in his eyes. It was like he was waiting to fuck me like his whore. Who knows what he had already planned for the day. I was nervous and a tad scared, but surely I was game for whatever nasty thing was in Pushkar's mind. I just blushed at his look of lust towards me and continued walking.

"Madam, so did you get fucked in your asshole?".

The conversation was at some time bound to go this way. Pushkar and Ramu always enjoyed discussing and asking me questions about how I got fucked. I too loved discussing the most intimate aspects of my sex life with these cheap perverted men, and so I played along.

"Yes Pushkar, we really tried it. But I guess my hole is too tight, and I need to do something about it. Maybe I should try what Ramu suggested me the other day like inserting something in my asshole", I said.

"Yes Purva madam, you should definitely do that. That would make your hole loose enough for your hubby to fuck you in your back everyday", said Pushkar enjoying the conversation like anything.

"Yes, I guess so...", I said.

"Madam, I would love to show you around the village if you have time. I have been there many times and it's a nice village with lots of greenery".

"Sure Pushkar, but please make sure that we come back before evening".

"Of course, madam. We can have lunch there and then we can roam around the place and come back before evening".

"Sounds interesting, I would love to see and roam around the village, thanks Pushkar", I said.

Pushkar said, "Madam, I request your permission to just call you Purva from now, because people will get a doubt if I call you madam. Also, please don't mind if I act like I am your hubby at times, just so that nobody gets any suspicions".

"That's fine Pushkar", I said.

By that time, we had reached the bus station and waiting for the local bus to the village. It came in about two minutes. I realized that the bus was almost empty because as Pushkar told me, it started from here. Pushkar and me went inside.

Pushkar said to me, "Purva go to the last, the bus will get crowded later".

The bus started in a while. Pushkar and me sat in the last seat of the bus, where only two people could sit. I sat near the window and Pushkar sat beside me. There were not many people in the bus anyway, so Pushkar started making some advances. I bet he was longing to do so from a long time.

He first put his arm around my shoulder and let his palm touch my right boob. He then quickly got inside the saree and pressed my right boob hardly. I looked at him and let out a deep "ouchhhhh!"

I guess he really enjoyed it because the very next moment, he slid his hand into my blouse and pinched my nipple really hard. I again let out a moan of ecstacy. He surely had no second thoughts about using me right there in the bus, and I too loved to be his object of lust in a public bus, so I too did not stop him at all.

As the bus was moving, Pushkar adeptly undid the buttons of my blouse and tightly held my right boob. I, at the prospect of being visible to people on the road, covered it with the saree so that Pushkar could still enjoy my boobs underneath. He kept fondling my tits as he wished, while I seeped into the moment and just kept staring out of the window. In between he would lick his fingers and wet them with loads of his saliva and then wipe it on my tits. Omg! It felt so hot to me as he circled my tits and wiped his saliva on my boobs.

After what seemed like half an hour, the bus stopped again. I guess we had already wandered into the outskirts of the city, as there were loads of people getting onto the bus. I looked at Pushkar but he was still busy exploring my boobs. As more and more people started getting in, the bus became really crowded and there were people sitting in the row beside us, as well as standing near us. Pushkar's hands were still under my saree and he was still taking delight in pinching and rubbing my tits.

I said to him in a low voice, "Pushkar, I think we should stop now. There are a lot of people in the bus and if anybody notices us, it will become a problem".

"Don't worry about all that Purva, I will take care of that. Just keep staring out of the window, and let me have my fun".

Saying that, he continued kneading and playing with my tits. I just kept looking out of the window while Pushkar enjoyed me and I slowly drifted to sleep.

After what seemed like a while, I woke up lazily still feeling very sleepy. As I looked around, I was shocked at what was happening.

My blouse was taken off me and the pallu of my saree was removed. I was completely topless and Pushkar was completely having his way with my boobs. With his right hand, he grabbed my right boob tightly and occassionally pinched my nipple. My left boob was under the mercy of his teeth. He bit it, slurped on it and did whatever he wanted.

I could realize that there was loads of saliva dripping down my entire upper body right from my boobs to my navel. I guess he just kept slurping and spitting on my boobs since a long time.

I noticed that there were by then a lot of cheap guys who were enjoying what was being done to me. They looked at me and passed a cheap smile while enjoying my nudity. Well, not just nudity, they were seeing some good b-grade porn right then and there in a bus. I could also see that a few of the guys were even recording the whole thing in their mobiles.

By then, I became really horny at what was happening. I was enjoying every bit of what Pushkar was doing to me and the fact that all of it was happening in a crowded bus was doing wonders to my pussy. I was so damn wet.

Pushkar did not even realize that I had woken up. I guess he just never looks at my face whenever he feasts on all my parts. He was busy sucking my nipples, pinching them and grabbing them.

Just then, the bus came to a stop and people started getting down but people who had been watching what was being done to me still waited. One of the guys recording the video looked at me and tapped on Pushkar's shoulder and said, "bhayya, stop aa gaya...". That's when I understood that he was the conductor. Pushkar, while taking his time on my boobs, looked up to see if I was awake.

He was surprized that I was awake and said, "Oh Purva, when did you get up?". I, being really horny, wanted Pushkar to exhibit me like a cheap whore infront of all these people even more. I said, "just a while back, please continue what you were doing to me". All the other guys including Pushkar laughed at my words which made me get really embarrassed.

"Arey Purva, we have reached the village, come on let's get down". Saying that, he took the phone from the conductor, thanked him and started to move. It seemed like Pushkar asked him to record a video on his phone while he was enjoying my parts. I suddenly felt very shy. Happy but shy.

I immediately shouted out to him, "Arey, but give me my blouse Pushkar...where is it?".

"I am sorry Purva, I forgot. I had removed your blouse and kept it beside me, but I don't find it now". He then shouted out loudly so that everyone still in the bus could hear "Did anyone grab the blouse that I kept here?". Nobody even remotely seemed to bother to answer. It was obvious that somebody had taken it and hid it just for some sadistic pleasure, that is, if Pushkar himself wasn't instrumental in planning to lose my blouse.

Seeing no answer from anyone, Pushkar said, "Arey it's ok Purva, don't feel so bad. It's normal for women here to roam around without a blouse. Come out now".

It certainly felt very embarrassing to me to lose my blouse in a local bus. I was no doubt angry with Pushkar and worried as to how I would have to adjust during the remaining time without a blouse.

I quickly wiped Pushkar's spit and saliva from my body with my pallu and adjusted it so as to cover my naked boobs. I could see that some of the guys were still recording the video while others, who I assumed could not even afford a mobile were intently looking, fascinated at the sight of a mature and ripe woman showing her naked boobs to everyone. I was annoyed to lose my blouse but then I was still horny and enjoyed the fact that several cheap men were enjoying my nudity.

I then got up and started moving forward to get down from the bus, when I realized what I had gotten myself into. Even though some people had got down from the bus, I guess most of them knew about me, because they had not gotten down. The bus was indeed still crowded and Pushkar was already half way further from me.

As I struggled to beat the crowd, everyone grabbed the opportunity to feel me up. Even though my boobs were covered by the saree, the material was very thin and so everyone enjoyed touching my tits and some guys even managed to pinch them. Some of the guys even grabbed my boobs shamelessly knowing that I was completely powerless. After being roughed up and enjoyed by everyone, I finally got down from the bus.

I immediately rushed to Pushkar who was waiting at a distance and grabbed him by his hand and started hitting him playfully. After a while, both of us resigned into laughter. He of course knew that I enjoyed all of this, probably even more than him and the others who had a wonderful time, and that is definitely true!

[Purva's narration continues]

After I got down, people in the bus also slowly started getting down. Most of them just stood near me and Pushkar, and it was obvious that all of them just wanted to get more of me. Their looks were directed straight at my tits. As it is the material of the saree was very transparent and on top of that the whole pallu had become wet as I had used it to wipe Pushkar's saliva off my boobs and stomach and because of that it was like I was almost topless, with my boobs hanging freely as per the delight of the cheap onlookers.

There was no doubt that I thoroughly enjoyed being stared at in such a vulgar and nasty way by all those cheap men. It was like all of them were banging me with their eyes in public and I loved each and every stare.

Pushkar and me started walking to move out of the bus stop and catch an auto to the shop where we could get the pipes. As I kept walking, I attracted more and more stares as my huge tits kept bouncing up and down. The bus stop was not particularly crowded, but then every guy who was present there was fascinated at the sight of such ripe boobs. There was no doubt that all of them realized I was not a village woman, given my fair complexion, busty and voluptuous figure and that made all of them even more horny. I even saw a couple of guys walking towards me adjust their pants! Wow, it felt so good to cause a boner to each and every cheap guy out there.

I still did not catch sight of any village woman who was without a blouse. Even though there was just 2 or 3 among so many men, they were fully clothed. So much clothed that I began to think how they were wearing so many clothes in such a hot and humid climate. I felt so cheap to wear less clothes than a typical village woman, but surely, I was excited to be like that. There was no surprise that even the women kinda checked me out!

I said, "Pushkar, I think we should get some kind of cloth so that I can hide my boobs. Can you see all these guys staring at my boobs shamelessly?"

Pushkar said, "C'mon Purva, be a sport. These people can never know who you are, so how does it matter to you? Let these poor guys enjoy by at least catching a glimpse of those beautiful busty boobs". Saying that, Pushkar grabbed my boobs from under the saree and slightly pinched one of them. I let out a tight squeal which gathered even more attention. Pushkar let out a loud laugh, while I just hung my head blushing and continued walking. The cheap onlookers to who observed the entire episode enjoyed it thoroughly, as was evident by the cheap smiles on their faces.

While walking, Pushkar had comfortably wrapped his hand roughly around my naked waist. Since I was without a blouse the whole midriff area and my side boobs were completely exposed to everyone. Pushkar kept rubbing his hand on all of my exposed areas. It felt so cheap and hot that he treated me like his property in public.

As we kept walking with all kinds of cheap guys enjoying glimpses of my hot naked body and all the erotic things that Pushkar was doing with my body, we caught hold of an auto. Pushkar was talking to him trying to tell him the address of the place to get the pipes, while I stood beside him. It was quite clear that the driver was trying hard to listen to Pushkar. All the time, he was just staring at my exposed tits in amazement, while I just stood there completely showing them off. I knew he was having a gala time enjoying a ripe woman's exposed tits right there in public, and that made me even more wet. Wow, this was just so erotic for me!

Pushkar finally managed to tell the auto driver the details of the shop and we then got into the auto. The driver, not even trying to hide his lust immediately adjusted the rear view mirrors so that he could get a clear view of my exposed tits. I was really happy to be his source of pleasure and just wished that he wouldn't run into something while staring at my huge boobs.

As the auto started moving, Pushkar said "Purva I am already so happy that you agreed to come with me". Staring at my boobs over the saree, he said "I can never get enough of your huge boobs! I so wish you would be my wife right now.". Saying that, he immediately removed the pallu off my boobs making me completely topless. The driver literally had his tongue out and eyes out of his sockets with the happiest expression on his face. I loved the attention I was getting from the auto driver and also the way Pushkar was treating me. The moment was so erotic for me, that I just became speechless and sat back restlessly enjoying every moment of it.

Pushkar then proceeded to grab my boobs. He then hit them multiple times till they became red and then proceeded to pinch my tits and bite them with his teeth, once again making his saliva drip all over my body. His lust for me was just unbelievable, really! The driver was shocked seeing all the rough things that Pushkar was doing to me. I was sure he came to know that I was not a working class woman but from a rich neighborhood. But then the fact that I let a cheap man like Pushkar treat me like his whore was surely making him horny as hell. He must be thanking his stars to be at the right place at the right time.

I closed my eyes as Pushkar continued ravaging me right there in the auto. As I told you earlier, he would not even look at my face, but just damage my private parts completely. He continuously kept biting my tits making them sore red. He treated them so roughly that at the end of the auto ride, my boobs were completely red and wet from his saliva.

At last the auto stopped and we seemed to be right infront of the shop. Pushkar reluctantly stopped ravaging on my boobs, sat up and said "You wait here in the auto Purva, I will get the pipes and come". I agreed, and Pushkar got down and went inside the shop.

I was still topless with my sore boobs hanging freely completely covered in Pushkar's saliva. I was by then in a trance state with the inertia of all things that Pushkar was doing still intact. I still felt like my tits were being chewed and my boobs crushed in the Pushkar's palms.

The auto driver now was clearly horny and lustful for me. There was no doubt that given the chance he would rip my saree and bang me there itself. He however sat in his place, completely turned towards me and shamelessly kept staring at my damaged boobs. He was probably fantasizing how he would enjoy them. I definitely loved the way he was looking at my naked body. Even after Pushkar had completely devastated them, I did not want to cover them up or at least wipe them off his saliva. The fact that the driver was staring at them so closely made me even wetter and I could realize that my pussy juices were dripping heavily till my feet.

I loved letting him enjoy my ripe nudity as he wanted. He kept staring at my boobs without even blinking his eye. He then lit a bidi and started smoking. I was still not sure why he did not attempt to grab my boobs, maybe it was because of all the saliva that Pushkar had left on them, but certainly all the redness would have turned him on severely.

After what seemed like 10 mins. or so, Pushkar came out of the shop with a cover in his hand. He came inside the auto and said, "Purva let's get down at some hotel and have lunch now". Saying that he directed the driver to some hotel he knew. I felt like Pushkar knew the place quite well actually.

As we started Pushkar continued working on my boobs. He played with them as he wished until we again came to a stop at some hotel. Of course, it was not a fancy one, in fact it was nowhere near fancy. It was just a small unventilated house that had a few tables inside. I asked Pushkar if we can find a better place to eat, to which Pushkar said that he knew quite well of this place and this was indeed the best we could get in the village.

I immediately wiped all of Pushkar's spit from my body with the pallu, wore it over to cover my boobs. We then got down from the auto and paid the driver. I still fail to understand how he managed to stop himself from feeling my boobs, maybe he was scared, I don't know. But certainly it disappointed me a hell lot!

As we proceeded to go inside the hotel, a stout man with a dark complexion who was maybe in his forties came outside. He was talking on the phone. As soon as he saw Pushkar, he immediately cut the phone and came over to greet him. It appeared like he and Pushkar were really good friends.

He and Pushkar hugged each other. The stout guy said, "Arey Pushkar bhai, kitne dino ke baad yahan...kya haal chaal? (Arey Pushkar, you have come here after a very long time, how are you?)".

"Mishra bhai, mai sahi hu yaar. Kaisa hai tu? Kaisa chal rha hai tera hotel? (Mishra, brother, I am good man. How are you? How is the hotel going?)".

"Chal rha hai bhai (it's going on man)".

He then looked at me and eyed me from top to toe while having a thorough look at my exposed tits, licking his lips in lust. He said to Pushkar, "bhai humare liye kiraak randi leke aaye ho, tu mera asli dost hai yaar! (brother, you have got me a bomb of a whore, you are my true friend yaar)". Of course, it was understandable that anyone thought I was a whore. It was clear that I had been clearly used after all the perverted things Pushkar had done to me. Given the fact that I was without a blouse and my boobs were completely wet and red, it was obvious that he thought I was a professional randi(whore).

Pushkar looked at me and laughed a little. I too passed a friendly laugh. He then proceeded to say to his friend, "Arey Mishra bhai, yeh randi nahi hai, yeh humare memsahab hai sheher ki (Arre Mishra, she is not a whore, she is my madam from the city)".

"Sach mein, par yeh kya haal hai iska? upar se nangi hai aur memsahid hai toh tere saath kyun hai? Bhai, lagta hai tu ne iska bhut mazaa liya! (Really? But then, why is she half naked like this and if she is your madam, why is she with you? Looks like you have enjoyed her a lot!)", he said with evident excitement in his face.

"Arre woh sab baad me bataunga...khana khila de pehle hum ko, bhut bukh lagi hai! (Arey, I will tell all that to you later, first serve us some feed, we are feeling really hungry)".

"Haha, ok fine. I am actually going to my house brother, why don't you two join me? I will get your lunch packed and you can have it there itself", Mishra said.

Pushkar then looked at me as if asking my permission and my willingness to go to Mishra's house. I readily agreed as I saw no potential harm in doing so. Mishra already seemed very eager to spend time with me and know more about me as to who I was and why I was dressed like a cheap slut, and I was beginning to like the playfullness of this old man. He was no doubt like a father to me in terms of age, but he certainly seemed the fun types. He also kept staring at my tits all the time. It was natural that he liked my pair of big boobs and I also did not mind him enjoying them. After all, it seemed like these guys did not have such a visitor, so I decided to give them some joy.

Also, I was pretty sore and tired after all the rough things Pushkar had done to me till then. So I wished I could catch some rest after having my lunch before heading back to the city. Of course, at that moment, I could not understand that I could not be more mistaken in thinking so!

We then got our lunch packed while guys inside the hotel and outside gathered around me to catch a glimpse of the famous half-naked urban whore. Everyone spoke in some local language to each other. It seemed like they all were very thrilled at what they were seeing. It was certainly a treat for all of them. I was severely getting horny as I became an object of lust to all those men. I acted as if I did not care and did not make an effort to hide my boobs from them. As Pushkar said, they would probably never see me again in their life again, and neither would I see them, and so I let all of them completely enjoy my nudity. The idea of being naked infront of such cheap strangers seemed so erotic to me!

Pushkar, Mishra and me then started walking towards Mishra's "home", which was about a kilometer distance from the hotel.

As I reached their so called home, I wondered why Mishra even called it that. His "home" was just a hut on the side of a small lane near the farms on the bare muddy ground, with cows and cow dung all around. All I could sense as we approached the "home" was just the smell of cow dung and sounds of cows shouting loudly. I looked at Pushkar and he did not seem surprised at all. We then proceeded inside the "home" which was guarded by nothing but a piece of cloth that managed to hang without falling from the top of the hut. It did not even cover the entire entrance to the hut, and I believe they just hung that piece of cloth to protect themselves from the heat. They might as well remove it if they were looking for some privacy! It seemed to me like if even a light wind blew across, the hut would collapse down on its feet.

But that was not it. As I looked into the hut from outside, I was even more surprised at what I was seeing. Within the tiny hut, on the ground, I saw that two guys were sleeping, snoring loudly. I wondered how many guys shared space within such a small and cheap setting. It was really unbelievable that Mishra even made an attempt at asking me to come to his "home". I nudged Pushkar to come outside and asked him, "Pushkar, what the fuck is this? How can he call that a home? It's such a tiny hut built on mud. And on top of that it seems like so many guys are sharing it. How can we eat food here?".

Pushkar said, "Purva, I know that it might be a little uncomfortable for you. But the fact is that these people are my best friends and I used to live with them in more horrible conditions a few years back. It's just a matter of having lunch and spending a few minutes with them. We will leave immediately, please bear with me for a while".

I looked at Pushkar and I felt sorry for him. But I no doubt felt a little disgusted with the surrounding. It was so damn cheap. I know there have been instances where I really enjoyed being a whore in such surroundings but this time I somehow was pissed. I looked at him and said, "Hmm, fine. But I am doing this only for you...let's get out of here as soon as possible".

As soon as I said that Pushkar hugged me and passed a quick kiss on my lips. We then went inside and I managed to find sufficient space on the ground to sit. The two guys who were asleep earlier had woken up and now were standing up and all of them including Pushkar hugged each other and exchanged pleasantries as a mark of reunion or something. They had however cast their eyes very soon on my naked body. All the three guys kept staring at me with lustful eyes waiting to get a chance to feast on my ripe nudity.

At that moment, I was really scared the situation might get out of hand. Here I was, somewhere far off from the city in a remote village, in a cheap little hit surrounded by cow dung on all sides with four cheap, horny men. But then little did I know I would enjoy everything that was going to come my way. If at that very moment, somebody had told me that I was going to spend the entire night in that cheap little hut with all those hungry and cheap guys, I would have killed myself. But even I was not aware how easily and quickly I could be turned on and made a dirty whore to those men.


Tarun: "Wow, Purva. I can't take so much of your sluttiness. The thought that my wife is being enjoyed by so many cheap guys everyday, and the idea that on a given day you give boners to innumerable number of slumsters is just turning me on like anything. I cannot imagine how many guys would be masturbating right now thinking about you, your huge melons and fantasizing about fucking you like a road-side whore. Wow, just wow! It's already 2 AM, but please go on with your story, it's just epic!"

Purva: "I know Tarun, I know you are excited like anything! I am so happy to be a free entertainment package for all those cheap slum guys. It is just so erotic for me! But I bet you one thing, after listening what has been done to me during the rest of the experience, you will wet your pants without even touching yourself, you can trust me on that!", she said with a wink.

[Purva's narration continues]

So at Mishra ji's "home", I sat on the bare muddy ground while Pushkar and his friends continued celebrating their reunion of sorts. On a given day I couldn't have imagined that I would be present there in that tiny hut with cows and cow dung all around, with me, a rich city housewife, sitting on the muddy ground, without a blouse with my ripe and mature boobs completely exposed through the transparent saree.

It was clear though that the guys wanted to take a dig at my huge melons. Even when they were talking among themselves, their sight was focussed on my boobs. I really didn't know why, but it was probably the first time in a really long time, when I felt really really cheap. Infact, I could not believe that they only slept on the bare muddy ground - they could not or did not even afford to buy a mattress for themselves, and here I was at the mercy of these cheap men and their lustful eyes.

It was like I was a whore waiting to be gangbanged by all these 4 cheap men, who had paid me money to come to their tiny hut in such cheap surroundings and use me like a toy. Little did I know that I just had to be given some time and I would again be the shameless dirty whore that I always was.

So after a while, finally their celebrations subsided and they began to settle down. Obviously, there was not enough space for all four of us, and so we had to adjust accordingly.

Pushkar came and sat beside me on my left, putting his right arm around my naked waist and grabbing me roughly as usual. Mishra ji sat on my right while the other two guys sat just infront of me. The hut was so tiny that even after making maximum use of the space inside, we were all touching each other. Infact, the two guys whom I still didn't know were sitting so close to me, that I could even smell their stinking breaths. They were breathing straight into my mouth!

It was so awful, so I decided to just rest my head on Pushkar's chest while the guys continued talking. All the while, all the three guys - Mishra ji and his two companions were staring right at my boobs shamelessly. Even though the wetness due to Pushkar's saliva had dried out, the pallu was still transparent and left nothing under it for imagination. Even though I hated the situation, I did not bother these guys staring shamelessly at my giant tits. After all, I enjoyed showing my assets to all these cheap men, so I did not mind them having their share of fun and did not bother to cover them.

After a few initial talks, Mishra ji finally cut down to the chase. I was sure he and the other guys were longing to get to know more about me and as to why I, being a rich housewife was dressed as a whore like this and being an object of pleasure for Pushkar.

"Pushkar ab toh sach bata de yaar, yeh sheher ki sabse kiraak raand hai na? (Pushkar, brother, at least now you should tell the truth. This piece is a first class whore from the city right?)".

Pushkar looked at me with a smile and for a moment, tightened his grip on my naked waist. I looked at him and passed a shy smile. The guys were clearly getting excited with the how Pushkar treated me infront of them and were eager to know if I was a whore. Had Pushkar obliged to that, I am sure I would have been bangd by all of them then and there, no holds barred. I was also beginning to enjoy how Mishra ji was convinced that I was a whore, and the way he wished that I was a whore turned me on severely. I was sure if given a chance, he would treat me like a cheap road-side slut. My mind suddenly began to wander back to the time when I was used like a tramp whore by all the cheap guys while on my quest to reach Salim garage a few days back.

Pushkar, who was clearly fascinated replied, "arre nahi Mishra bhai, yeh sach me sheher ki memsahib hai, par ek baat toh sach hai, yeh randi toh bahut hai, usme koi shak nahi (Arre no brother, she's really a rich woman from the city, but it's true that she is a whore, there's no doubt about that)".

Saying that Pushkar grabbed my tits tightly and started pulling them with his fingers as roughly as he could. I felt a strong tingling pain, due to which I let out slight moans which excited the other guys.

Mishra ji continued, "Bhai, sach me?", clearly fascinated with what Pushkar said. He then looked at my tits, which were being completely destroyed by Pushkar smacking his lips in pure lust, and said, "Aise sheher ki maal ko kabhi nahi choda yaar. Agar yeh aaj mere ko mili naa, isko mai pakad pakad ke chodunga, itna zor se chodunga ki sali ek mahine tak chal bhi nahi payegi (Man, I have never fucked a city chick. If I get her for one day, I will fuck her so damn hard, that she won't be even able to walk for one full month)".

I could not believe what Mishra ji just said. His words were so powerful, that I got goosebumps looking at him saying them and I could immediately feel the wetness in my vagina increasing in leaps and bounds. I was so shocked and thrilled at his words, that I just kept staring at him pointlessly, imagining how vulgarly and roughly he would fuck me, given a chance. Even the other guys seemed to agree with Mishra ji's words, as they kept talking to each other in some local language looking at my tits. It was clear that they were describing to each other, how they wished to fuck me and destroy my tenderness and enjoy every bit of ripeness in my body.

Pushkar was no doubt enjoying all this, giving his friends complete liberty to talk about his 'memsaahib whore' as they wished. There was certainly no doubt that I was enjoying it to the core too. Pushkar said, "Thoda kam kar le bhai, ab tak maine bhi Purva ko nahi choda. Maanta hu ki bahut maze liya iska, par yeh mere se abhi tak chudi nahi (Brother, cool down. Not even I have yet gotten the chance to fuck Purva. I agree that I did enjoy her a lot, but she has is yet to get fucked by me)". Saying that, he looked at me and kissed me deep in my mouth. I knew he was suggesting that he wanted to fuck me today, and I loved the way he said it. He continued to bite my lips in every possible way, passing loads of saliva into my mouth. I was beginning to get severely turned on by what was happening and somehow the idea of being gangbanged by all of these cheap guys in that tiny hut didn't seem such a bad idea to me!

I did not know what Pushkar had in mind right then, because he then proposed lunch. Truth be told, I was so wet by then that I was wishing these guys made a move on me. I was wanting to become a cheap slut for these guys so that they could savage on my sexy body, but Pushkar had other plans. I really hated him for doing that, but I believe he did that because I asked him to get it over with quickly before coming into the hut. Stupid me! It was unbelievable how quickly I got into my usual self, wanting to get gangbanged by these slum guys!

So then, Mishra and Pushkar made efforts to unpack the lunch that we got from Mishra ji's hotel, while I just sat there being an object of lust to the two unknown guys. Just to give a feel of things, they were truly black in complexion and it seemed like it had been months old when they last took a bath. They had big beards and their bodies were stinking badly. I was glad that I was again my usual slutty self, as I enjoyed being the whore who was going to impart some joy to their lives. They were looking at my exposed tits whole-heartedly without a hint of shame. And as you know, that feeling seemed so beautiful to me.

As the lunch was getting ready, I went ahead and struck some conversation with the two unknown guys. I asked the first guy, "What's your name and what do you do around here?".

He replied, "Hello memsaahib, my name is Paresh, and I am a barber in the village".

"Ok ok, and you?", I said to the second unknown guy.

It was obvious that he didn't understand any bit of english at all from his dumb expressions, so Paresh helped him understand what I was asking from him. Since, he could not speak English even one bit, Paresh answered "Madam, his name is Kesava and he is a local garbage man. He is responsible for collecting trash from the village and depositing it outside the village".

I looked at Kesava once again and truth be told, he seemed true to his profession. Not to put it indelicately, but he was looking so cheap and vulgar and suddenly I became so hot that I was offering my assets as viewing pleasure for such a cheap guy. The idea of me being a complete object of lust in his tiny hut, to a person of such low profession seemed so damn erotic to me. What came next was only obvious, as you know how I am when I am horny!

I just casually got up and asked Mishra ji, "Mishra ji, it's too hot in here, is it ok if I remove my saree at least till the time we have lunch?".

Needless to say, Mishra ji was stunned with happiness listening to my words. Even Paresh and Kesava were looking up at my tits with even more enthusiasm. Frankly, I wasn't feeling that hot but I wanted to completely exhibit my busty boobs to all these cheap perverted men. I wanted them to getting turned looking at my huge melons. I was sure by his looks, even Pushkar did not expect me to say something like that, but of course, he knew me a lot better now, and he was happy with the way things were going!

Mishra ji exchanged glances with me and Pushkar for a bit still finding it hard to believe what I asked of him. After a long gap, he finally said, "Of course Purva madam, please remove your saree and give it to me, I will put it on the top of the hut". Saying that he waited for me to unwrap myself from my saree and give it to him, waiting to get a non-obstructed view of my ripe fleshy melons. Everyone's eyes were fixed on my tits, waiting for the saree to come off.

Frankly, teasing these cheap litter guys in their tiny hut with my sexy body was beyond any erotica I had experienced till then. I slowly removed the pallu from my boobs making sexy expressions on the way. I took my time while gradually removing the entire saree off my body and gave it to Mishra ji, thus providing them the sight they had been longing to get from a long time.

Kesava and Paresh just sat there on the ground enjoying the view from underneath. It was clear that they loved the view as they did not make any effort to get up. Since my boobs were quite big and fleshy, the view from underneath was without doubt unbelievably arousing. Mishra ji was standing infront of me while I still stood there with my extended hand for him to take my saree. I guess he was just mesmerized by the sight of my huge globes, he was just staring at them so intently with so much lust, that I was sure he would lunge onto me and completely tear my boobs apart any moment.

After what seemed like eternity, he finally, managed to come back to his senses upon Pushkar's repeated nudges. I acted as if I was really shy and just stood there with my extended hands inviting him to take my saree. We all then sat to have lunch. The whole episode was so erotic that I enjoyed it utmost, even without any of the guys other than Pushkar even touching me yet. Of course, Pushkar wanted to show off that he had all the rights on me and could do whatever he wanted to do to me, so he would sometimes do nasty things while having lunch. While chewing the rice he would occassionally slide towards me and chew my nipples deposting those food particles on my tits. Sometimes, he would just plain spit on my tits, just for the fun of it. It was really cute how we was trying to prove me his whore infront of his friends! I really liked it and I let Pushkar do what he wanted to, to me. Of course all the while, he made me sit right beside him where he could comfortably feel my waist and boobs with his rough hands. All along, Mishra ji, Kesava and Paresh were clearly surprised with all the things I let Pushkar do. They were no doubt feeling greatly happy with how their day turned out, but I knew they were hoping for even better things to come along their way.

As we finished lunch, we sat for some more time in the hut. Pushkar made me sit entirely in his lap, clearly because he could then have better reach for my tits. As soon as I sat in his lap, he started to pinch them and twist them without any mercy. I was feeling really horny by then, and I looked at him and we both shared a huge passionate lip to lip kiss. I was certainly feeling very cheap and sexy at the same time! It was amazing really!

By then it was clear that Mishra ji and his roommates were becoming restless! Of course who wouldn't, given how Pushkar was teasing them by projecting me as his personal whore doing all the perverted things he was doing to me.

Looking at me being completely taken over by pleasure with the wonderful things Pushkar was doing to my ripe boobs, Mishra ji said, "Pushkar bhai, hame bhi thoda iss maal ki rass chusne de yaar (Pushkar, bro, let us also suck the juice out of this hot chick man!)". Pushkar then looked at Mishra ji and passed a small laugh. He then looked at me and signalled me with his eyes, if I wanted to get enjoyed by Mishra ji. I shyly but readily agreed to that. Pushkar immediately hit me hard on my boobs multiple times with both his hands making them red. I enjoyed it thoroughly as he hit my huge boobs hard, continously without any mercy making me a cheap toy. I just closed my eyes and let the pain and pleasure sink into me completely. I was so hot that I was just biting my lips hard to prevent myself from shouting out loud.

Pushkar then made me get up from his lap, and sent me towards Mishra ji. I was eagerly waiting to see what he would do to me!

Mishra ji then took me from Pushkar and made me sit on his lap. He first looked straight into my eyes, grabbing both my boobs with his rough hands real hard. I could see that Pushkar had already started recording the whole thing in his mobile phone. Mishra ji then proceeded to plant a deep kiss in my mouth. He too bit my luscious lips hard till they they started bleeding. It was so cheap and erotic. He was so cheap in doing that he eventually ended up passing some food particles of the lunch we just we had from his mouth to mine.

Seeing that my lips had started bleeding, Kesava came forward and offered to lick the blood from my lips, while Mishra ji kept pressing my boobs really hard. It was such a sleazily erotic experience for me. Kesava must have really liked licking me because he just kept licking all of my face with his tongue depositing huge globules of his spit all over my face. He was so perverted, I guess especially at the sight of a busty topless naked rich housewife, that he even tried to lick the insides of my nose and ears. Man, such was the extent of perversion these cheap village slum guys possessed, and that planted a desire in me to be their life long whore.

While Kesava still kept licking me, I was passed on to Paresh. Paresh just made me sit on the ground facing him. He then spit roughly on my face multiple times with full force, completely making my face packed with globules of spit by all the men. He then proceeded to lick and bite my nipples as he wanted. I was seriously so turned with how these guys just made me their whore in their cheap little hut.

After enjoying me for a long time, as he wanted, Paresh passed me back to Mishra ji again. Clearly, this time he put the foot on the pedal as far as treating me like a road-side fuck slut was concerned.

Mishra ji took me and made me sleep on the ground on my back so that my boobs were facing him. He then asked Pushkar to hold my boobs together and started hitting them from all angles as hard as he could. Pushkar accepting his brother's demand, passed the recording job over to Paresh who did it gleefully by sitting beside me. I guess he really enjoyed filming my destruction, which was evident seeing the elation on his face. Kesava was perved up for licking I guess, so he just adjusted himself on the other side of me so that he could comfortably lick my entire face. He would occassionally open my mouth and spit right into it which made me think his cheapness was really unbelievable!

After what seemed like about an hour of all the things done to me, Pushkar somehow reluctantly said, "Kafi hai Mishra bhai, iski humne bahut le li, iske hubby se jyada humne hi iske babbe ka rass pi liya! Ab chod denge bechari ko". Saying that, he got up. I was not sure why he did that, though I was sure he was still damn horny for me! Infact, I was still surprized like hell as to why none of these guys did not make any efforts to fuck me like a whore! I was beginning to even get suspicious!

Mishra ji too reluctantly let me go, as did Kesava and Paresh. From the expressions on their faces, it was clear that they had the best time of their lives so far, but were unwillingly letting me go. I infact began to feel sad for them!

I was still sleeping on the ground with my boobs hanging lifelessly all sour and red with all the beating and licking done to them. My face was fully covered in saliva and spit, especially that of Kesava. I guess he had some really serious fetish of licking - he literally deposited so much saliva on my face that I could not even see or inhale. I could feel and smell his saliva all over my face, even inside my fucking nose! I loved it, I really did. It was top notch erotica and cheapness.

As we got ready to go, Mishra ji guided me outside where I could kinda wash myself. It was just a cowshed a few metres away from the hut. He stood there admiring my entire body in his mosty lusty manner while I washed myself of all the saliva and spit. We then walked back together back to the hut when he gave me my saree. Before I could dbang my saree back on me, he said, "madam, bass ek baur aur..."

Without even waiting for my reply, he came on to me and hit my boobs hard multiple times making me wriggle with pain and pleasure. After he was done, I passed a shy smile and continued dbanging my saree. I loved the way these guys used my body so roughly to satisfy their sexual thirst! It was simply so damn erotic!

Finally, Pushkar suggested me to hug everyone a good bye. I happily did so, when all three also took the opportunity to tightly grab my ass from behind while hugging me and also to plant a tight kiss inside my mouth, biting my lips all the while once again making them bleed. I so enjoyed their perverse behaviour towards a rich urban housewife like me! It was clearly the best day they ever had. I too enjoyed the whole erotic experience like never before!

It was around 3 PM, when Pushkar and me bid goodbye to Mishra ji, Paresh and Kesava and made our way out of the hut! At that moment, little did I know that it was not even close to the final good bye and I was going to see these guys again in the same day.

As we walked out of the hut, I asked Pushkar, "Ok, now what's next?". Pushkar immediately, as was his signature held me roughly by my naked waist and said, "I am going to take you to a nearby lake! You are going to love it Purva".

[creepyfoofaji]

Needless to say I was pretty disappointed about what Pushkar did. True that I asked him to get us out as
soon as possible, but come on! I was at my sexual peak! Damn! I knew Pushkar too knew that, but this was so unlike Pushkar. He always loved to exhibit me as a whore and given that Mishra ji, Kesava and Paresh were all his close friends and the hotness of the situation, I would never have expected Pushkar
to cut it off so soon. I was completely sure they were going to gangbang me however they wanted.
Anyway, so there was nothing I could do now, though I wished Pushkar took me back to the cheap hut to get me fucked by all of them.
So as we were walking, I realized that my panty was completely drenched with my leaked pussy juices. The juices were infact still flowing heavily. It seemed like it took me a long time these days to get rid of the sexual inertia. Pushkar too was clearly horny from all the things he and his friends had been doing to me.
As we kept walking, I could catch sight of more horny cheap litter men. My saree by then was still very wet and even though it covered by boobs, it did very little in hiding them. The sight of a hot ripe urban woman roaming around shamelessly without proper clothing is obviously hot, and even more so to these deprived perverts. Given that I was damn horny already, I really enjoyed how those guys lusted at me. They were trying to fuck me with their eyes while talking to each other in amazement.
After about 15 mins. of walking, Pushkar and me reached the lake and I could see what Pushkar was saying. It was really beautiful, a typical village scenery. Nearby us, there were boys in their early 20s swimming in their undies occassionally coming out and taking a jump back in the lake. It seemed like they hadn't noticed me yet, otherwise you know how the things would be. In a little distance, I could see a group of 3-4 guys bathing their cows. It seemed so peaceful.
Pushkar said, "Here it is Purva, how do you like it?"
"Wow, Pushkar, this lake is so beautiful and peaceful. I could stay here all day", I said.
"You can spend as much time as you want here", saying that Pushkar came more closer to me and planted a deep kiss on my lips. I was surprized at the romantic touch that Pushkar sometimes displayed at times. But just when I thought so he hugged me tight and tightly grabbed my ass over the saree. Men
will be men, I thought.
I hit on Pushkar's chest playfully and we laughed it off. He was then back at grabbing my naked waist. I was still very horny, especially because of the sudden departure from Mishra ji's hut just when things were becoming extremely hot. I could still feel my pussy and thighs all wet inside the saree. That's when I realized how badly I wanted to do it and I knew Pushkar would definitely want me to do it too.
I said, "Pushkar, I want to get into the lake".
"Of course Purva, why not go ahead! I would love to see you in a wet saree!"

"No. I mean I want to get into the lake completely naked". That was enough for Pushkar to get even more perved up.
"Wow, really? Man, Purva you are such a slut!"
"I sure am, please let me do it. I would love to take a swim in this village lake all naked!"
"Haha, I bet that would be the most awesome sight in the world!", said Pushkar tighting his grip on my
naked waist. "Go ahead, take off all your clothes, I can't wait to film you!"
As soon as he said that, I proceeded to strip myself. I removed the saree and stood there while Pushkar started to film me taking the saree from me. I loved it when he did that. I blew a kiss to be captured in the video and then removed by kurta while Pushkar proceeded to tape my entire body from top to bottom focussing on my wet panty. He said, "Damn Purva, that pussy needs some good treatment. How wet are you down there?"
I blushed at Pushkar's words and consequently removed by panty and threw it at Pushkar giggling.
Pushkar made sure my pussy was captured perfectly in the video by taking a few minutes of closeup on it. I was so horny!
By then the group of young lads had noticed all of what was going on. They were all in the lake and I was sure they were having the biggest boners of their lives. It was clear they were not able to contain the excitement at the sight of a nude urban housewife in a village lake. It was so sexy for me to show off my everything to all those cheap village people I never knew or will know.
I then turned away from Pushkar and started walking towards the lake. Pushkar followed me with him phone so that he could film my ass from behind. I then slowly immersed myself in the lake. I was so horny with how the scenario was poised. Here I was an upper class housewife completely naked taking a swim at a village lake. As soon as I dipped myself, I loved the soothing feel of water running on my hard nipples. The fact that I was so slutty and completely naked turned me on like hell.
The group of young lads silently swam over to my side with the hope of getting to see my private parts from upclose. Man, it was so damn erotic. I was enjoying the swim so much, and in between Pushkar would call out to me to make certain poses. I would then rise above the water to purposely show off my tits for the video as well as the young lads who always kept close to me for exactly that. I behaved as nonchalantly as I could with 4-5 guys around me but I sure was so damn horny. Also I knew how you liked my boobs when wet, and I was sure these guys loved it too. Man, I loved how lustful they were getting looking at my wet tits.
After about 30 minutes in the lake, Pushkar called out to me and said, "Purva, please stay in the lake, I will go to Mishra's house and get a towel for you". Saying that, he kept my saree, kurta and panty on the
rock nearby and left.

I was now surrounded by these young lads who looked all perved up and horny, of course. Being from the village, they were so rustic as it is. It was clear that they were really amazed and a couple of them tried to make small talk with me, but I thought it was best to ignore it at least till the time Pushkar was back, lest I get into any trouble. I could never discard the possibility of these guys trying to kidnap me and take me somewhere to gangbang me, though at that moment, I really didn't hate it if that would happen! Man, I was so horny.
I continued swimming all the while trying to get away from the lads but rising above the water to show them my boobs. Needless to say, they always kept following me. What made me really horny was also the cheap surroundings. In a little distance away, the cows were still getting washed by their respective owners who I thought definitely realized a naked lady swimming. I could see their gazes turned towards me, but I guess they just had to take of their cows, poor guys.
After about 20 mins. Pushkar returned with the towel. But also with him were Mishra ji, Paresh and Kesava. Of course, I expected them to accompany Pushkar after knowing about what I was up to. I could see Puskar was carrying a cheap old lungi and I knew I had to use it as a makeshift towel. Given the financial status of Mishra ji and his comrades, I knew that was what I would get.
As they came close to the lake, I too started to swim towards them to the shore. I rose above the water just leaving my pussy below it and waved my hands towards them in excitement. Truth be told, I was happy that they were back and I was severely horny and ready to have some more fun.
Mishra ji said, "Arre Pushkar bhai, yeh to kamaal hai. Purva toh pura hi nangi ho gayi, baap re! (Arre Pushkar, bro this is amazing. Purva is actually completely naked.)". Saying that he turned towards me and said, "Purva madam, aap ke babbe toh itna pelu hai aur pani ke wajah se lag rha hai aur bhi rass aa gaya hai unme! (Purva madam, your big boobs are so amazing and due to water they look like they have become even bigger.)"
Listening to his crude description of my tenderness made me blush! I just smiled at him and I knew he loved to embarrass me with the most perverted descriptions. I just plain loved that.
Pushkar then said, "Chalo Purva, let's go now. In a while a lot of village men will be here and you will get into trouble".
So then I came out of the lake and stood there just for all the perverted men to gaze lustfully at my naked wet body. I loved how shocked they were each of them eyeing me from top to toe. It looked like even Pushkar could not get enough of me! Paresh then said, "Arre baap re, yeh to ek dum maal hi maal hai. Purva ki chut itni sahi dikh rahi hai pani ke wajah se. Bhai Pushkar, video chala le yaar fir se. (Arre brothers, this lady is such a piece. Purva's pussy looks so good due to the water. Pushkar, bro start taking the video again man.)". I blushed at his words and enjoyed how horny it all was. Pushkar then at the suggestion of Paresh, started capturing the video again passing the dirty lungi makeshift towel to Mishra ji, while I made cute and sexy poses at the suggestion of the guys.

While being captured, I intentionally wanted to be cute and slutty, so I said in a cute voice, "Mishra ji, towel toh do" while extending my hand towards him. Mishra ji of course, wanted to explore my body and take advantage of the situation. He pulled me closer and said, "Arre Purva madam, hum hai na. Hum dekh lenge sab kuch". Saying that he proceeded to first press my boobs a little and then started wiping my body with the towel himself. All the guys loved that and shared a laugh at the same time enjoying how Mishra ji was rubbing the cheap cloth all over my body devouring every inch of my naked ripeness.
He carefully wiped me rubbing my parts multiple times with the cheap smelling cloth. It was even torn for god's sake. It was such an erotic situation. Mishra ji carefully took time to get rid of even the tiniest water particle on my body as he made sure he completely touched and pressed all my parts. He even ran his bare hands over my pubic hair on my vagina and my arm pit again and again making sure it was dry. Of course, I knew it was just too feel every inch of my body, and I loved it to the core.
Paresh then said, "chalo let's go, it seems like people are coming over to the lake", as we saw a group of old men walking towards the lake from the other side. Pushkar stopped recording the video and Mishra ji wrapped the torn lungi around my bottom half leaving me topless. It was still sunny and I loved how Mishra ji took the liberty to decide what I was to wear. Mishra ji said, "Chalo lets go to my hut only for a while". I knew what he had in mind and I was thrilled also not wanting to disappoint the guys afterall. Mishra ji looked at me and smiled knowing what he was going to do to me.
As we started walking away, Kesava stopped us and was seen laughing profusely. We turned back and then saw the reason of his crazy laughter. A couple of metres away from us, two lads from the group had their dicks out and they were jerking it off like crazy while the others were trying to adjust their boners in their underwears. I looked at them and couldn't help but feel sorry for them at the same time failing to control my laughter. All of us joined in on the laughter while Pushkar again took his phone out to capture that too! Mishra ji said, "Dekho Purva madam kya haal kar liya aapne unka, haha! Ab toh bechare roj hi aayenge yahan pe aap ko nangi dekhne ke liye!".
I laughed at Mishra ji's words and blew the lads a kiss! It was truly entertaining to see how I turned them on so much that they took their dicks out and started masturbating. It was so damn cute!
As we walked back to the hut, Mishra ji pulled me over to his side and grabbed my waist occassionally pinching my tits roughly making me squeal repeatedly. Whenever I'd squeal he would just look at me and smile as if he didn't know what was happening. Man, I loved how perverted he was, and the fact that he was my father's age and how I was an object of pleasure for him was so erotic for me. I just loved it.
We then reached the hut and I just plain removed the makeshift towel partly because it was wet and stinking all over and partly because I loved to display my naked flesh to these perverted low class men. I removed the cloth and gave it to Mishra ji and I just slept on the muddy floor on my back with my legs spread wide apart while the 4 guys sat just infront of me to enjoy the view of my wet pussy.
Mishra ji took the makeshift towel and hung it across the entrance to hut covering it partially and came back to sit beside me. He started playing with my tits while Pushkar started filming it again. I was just euphoric! Mishra ji then said, "Paresh bhai thoda chai leke aa ja yaar hotel se sab ke liye (Paresh bro, could you get all of us some chai from the hotel?)"
Paresh immediately obeyed the words of his master and comrade Mishra ji. I knew he hated to leave the fun especially after seeing me in such a vulgar pose. I knew he felt like as if Mishra ji, Pushkar and Kesava would have their fun with me without him, and frankly I felt sad for the poor guy even though he would be back very soon. Reluctanty though, Paresh left to get some chai for all of us.


As Paresh left, Mishra ji continued manhandling my boobs. He somehow seemed a little soft compared to how he handled them a while ago, beating them until they became sore. Now he seemed to be more in the mood for thoroughly enjoying the ripeness of my boobs. Kesava on the other hand was just lusting at his best. His view alternated between my pussy and Mishra ji's softcore porn style way of treating my tits, while Pushkar continued at his best of catching every tiny detail of my luscious and mature body.


After a while Mishra ji said, "Purva, beti agar uth sakti ho toh uth jao na...tere mamme ko choosne ki ichha ho rahi hai (Purva, child can you sit up, I desire to eat your boobs)". The amount of liberty that Mishra ji took in addressing me as 'beti' and the way he expressed his carnal desires to enjoy my private parts turned me on like hell. Without saying a word, I immediately sat up straight so that Mishra ji could comfortably have his fun with my boobs. As soon as I sat up, Mishra ji tightly grabbed both my mangoes and pressed them real hard. It was so sudden that I let out a huge loud moan much to delight of the three perverted men. "Arre wah, kya chehra banaya tumne Purva, ek dum raseela (Wow, what a beautiful expression you made Purva, so damn erotic)", said Pushkar. I guessed it was really a very erotic expression as it was so spontaneous from me owing to the very sudden raise of gears by Mishra ji in handling my boobs. It also turned on Mishra ji a great deal because the very thing he did was to slap my boobs roughly from all possible directions in all possible ways. He was so horny for me that after hitting my boobs so hard for about a minute, he grabbed them hard again literally pulling me more closer to him using just my boobs. He then planted a deep vulgar kiss on my lips while still grabbing my boobs tightly in his fists. I guess he just could not handle it anymore!


Needless to say, I was feeling like a true whore. I was being enjoyed so roughly and dirtily by possibly the cheapest men in the country at possibly the cheapest place. My sexual juices and feelings knew no boundaries as my pussy just kept on leaking love juices making the mud near my pussy area completely wet.


Pushkar must have realized that early enough as he said to Mishra ji while taping, "Mishra uski chut me ungli ghusa zor se...nadi beh rahi hai wahan se (Mishra bro start fingering her pussy, it's like a river flowing out of her hole)". It was like Mishra ji just needed some encouraging words. He immediately made Kesava spread my legs to the fullest extent and inserted his middle and index fingers straight into my vagina. He then started vigorously fingering me while licking my entire face depositing his saliva entirely over it. I was by then on cloud nine. Without even knowing my eyes were closed and tears were flowing with all the sexual happiness that Mishra and crew were providing. What really impressed me was the way they made me so hot without fucking me. It was like a fucking wet dream.


Mishra ji continued with incredibly demeaning treatment for about 2 minutes continuously smothering my face with his tongue licking all of it and degrading my pussy with his fingers. His fingers were also so long that I felt he was literally poking my abdomen with them. By that time, I was so hot and my pussy could not handle the treatment anymore. I just squirted like a fountain shivering uncontrollably on the muddy ground as Mishra ji finally brought his rough fingering to a halt. He let me orgasm like a true road side slut while he continued licking my face.


As I was done squirting, Kesava transferred himself to my side so that he could catch a side view of my pussy. Just when I was thinking what he was up to, he held both my thighs with his left hand and with his right hand smacked hard on my pussy for about 4-5 times. He was so rough that my pussy tingled with all the pain in this world. It was like one of the most kinkiest pleasures I had ever received in my life - getting beaten like a fuck toy by the cheapest laborer on this planet. I guess Kesava just let all of his sexual perversion build up while Mishra ji had his fun with me. I was so bewildered by his actions, that I was actually scared I would get my pussy ruptured with his rough hands completely beating the tenderness out of it. I had to infact cover my pussy with my hands so that he stopped handling it so roughly. The definition of erotica had reached newer heights.


Momentarily after that hardcore treatment by Kesava and Mishra ji I just went into a trance like state. My whole body was still shivering and my pussy was feeling numb. It felt like this was the first time it was beaten to death, that too by the hands of a garbage man. They are the same hands that picked up the litter in the village, washed the cows, collected cow dung. Also, as I said earlier, it was clear that he hardly ever took a bath. Forget bathing, I doubt he even brushed his teeth given the foul smell he was shoving on face while he licked it like a cup of ice cream.


I only got a minute to regain my senses, as the very next moment, Kesava pushed me so that I was on the muddy ground again, widening my legs completely. He then proceeded to eat my vagina as he wanted, pulling the pussy lips with his teeth as far as he could while savoring each and every lick of my pussy lips. The sounds he made while eating it reminded me of what I just was - a true road side slut whore. I was so madly erotic and at that moment I just wanted to belong to that hut and these perverted men for the rest of my life allowing them to completely ravage me. I felt like I could let them do anything they wanted to do to me, satisfy all their fetishes. It was like a sex dream come true.


As Kesava continued damaging my vagina, Mishra ji completely shifted himself above my face on the ground managing to just fit his fat torso with the little space that was left. He then gathered all of his spit right from his stomach multiple times till he felt there was enough of it and spat it right at my face with full force. There was so much spit on my face that I could not see or even inhale properly. He then proceeded to smother the spit all over my face with his tongue. It was almost as cheap as my treatment at Salim's garage by Sajid and his crew. Wow, it was just out of this fucking world. Also the fact that Pushkar was filming all of it in his mobile made me an even bigger whore. It was like he truly brought me to the village so that his dearest friends could enjoy me to the fullest while he made a movie out of the whole thing. The thought of him sharing the videos with his friends and thinking about how many perverted men would be jacking of looking at me treated by these low class laborers like a whore was just adding to it all. I was really unstoppable and of course so were the men!


Mishra ji continued licking while Kesava was violently pecking my vagina.


"Kesava, ek kaam kar...mitthi le le haath me aur uski chut me ghusa de...bhenchod aaj iss randi ki chut ko phad hi denge (Kesava, bro do one thing, take some mud in your hand and just push it inside her pussy. Let's just rip this whore's pussy today!)". Such his was his level of perversion and libido. Now on an average day I would have totally freaked out with Mishra ji's words, at least for safety purpose. But at that moment it was a different story altogether. I just didn't care what they wanted to do with me, I just wanted them to fucking do it to me!


Kesava immediately obeying his master's orders, used his fists to gather the wet mud near my vagina and started applying on it. He did that about 3-4 times each time trying his best to gather as much mud as he could and then spit on my mud covered pussy. He then proceeded to push it all in into my vagina as deep as he could inserting his fingers as far as possible. Pushkar meanwhile also shifted to my side so that he could properly film the perverted act. Mishra ji too took leave from my face and came over to help Kesava with filling up my vagina with mud. Man, it was the peak of perversion and the fact that I was enjoying it to the core was just an indication of how kinky and perverted I myself was.


Kesava and Mishra ji continued the act for a long time and it felt like they were insatiable. They just wanted to completely destroy my pussy. Also since the mud was very wet, it just required the men's fingers to just push it nicely into the hole. Man, I knew what I was getting myself into, but I was so high on sexual desire that I didn't give a fuck!


After what seemed like ages of careful dedicated work, Mishra ji and Kesava finally gave up declaring that was the best they could do with their job of destroying my hole. Mishra ji then helped me sit up and bent me forward so that I could take a look at my mud stuffed vagina and voila! It was looking so erotic to me, really! The fact that I was just a sex toy for these cheap old perverted men and nothing more bought loads of erotic kick and it was unparallelled happiness.


Mishra ji said, "Sorry Purva, teri yeh chut ko dekh kar mera mann me bass yahi khayal aane laga...aaj toh hum teri iss mulayam chut ko phad ke hi rahenge! (Sorry Purva, I could not help but realize I wanted to do this to your vagina after looking at it. I guarantee you we will totally tear off your pussy today, no holds barred!)". I was so taken over with sexual desires that I just smiled at him seductively indicating that they could do whatever they wanted to do to me, it didn't matter to me anymore! I was so damn hot!


Just then, Paresh made his way into the hut. He must have expected something to have happened while he out to get tea, but surely not so much. The expression on his face when he saw me and my mud filled vagina said it all. He just stood there motionless just lusting at my pussy. Finally, he spoke, "Arre bhai logon, yeh toh mitthi hai, pura mitthi ghusa diya purva ki chut me? Arre wahh! Lagta hai iska bang hi kar diya tum logon ne!", all the guys broke into an evil laugh. Saying that he sat down right infront of my pussy spreading my legs to catch a better view.


He then laid his right hand over the mud over my pussy running his fingers over it inserting mud into any left over gaps.

"Haan yaar, bechare ke saath thoda jyaada ho gaya...ab iski chut ka pata nahi kya hi hoga. Saali ki poora fayda uthane ke chakkar me yeh wala dimaag me aaya ki iski chut me mithhi bhar de (Yes bro, poor woman's been through a lot...dunno what's going to become of her vagina now, we just could not take it anymore and I ended up deciding to stuff up her pussy completely with mud!)", said Mishra ji. All the guys again broke into laughter listening to Mishra ji's words. Mishra ji then turned me to his side with one swift pull of my thighs and planted a deep passionate kiss on my lips grabbing my boobs. It was a day that I could never forget, and it was not even dawn!


While I was sharing a long cheap erotic kiss with Mishra ji, I could distinctly hear a male voice over all the nearby cows' moos. Just when Mishra ji finished with me for the time being and Kesava pulled me into his lap for his turn, the guy with the voice entered the hut with a kettle in his hand. He was about 6 feet 2 inches tall and may be in his early twenties. "Mishra babu, yeh lo paanch logon ke liye chai (Here Misha ji, tea for 5 people)".
Just when the young lad entered the hut, I was in such a position that my boobs were completely at the mercy of Kesava's hands, with Paresh trying to spread my legs on the other side of the hut to have his fun with me, which I didn't doubt would be another perverted act. It was clear that these guys were quite depraved of sexual activity, and given so much to enjoy at once brought all of their dirtiest and most kinkiest fantasies out of them.

As the young lad, who was in early twenties, whom I assumed to be one of Mishra ji's many helper boys at his hotel, entered with the kettle, he was no doubt extremely excited at the sight of a seemingly urban housewife completely being a fuck toy in the most cheap location, a cheap little hut in an obscure village. He was able to see only the top half of my naked body which revealed to him how badly my had boobs had been used by these perverts as Mishra ji was blocking his view to the rest of my body. Right from the time Pushkar and me got onto the bus, my boobs had been ravaged roughly, pressed and sucked hard, beaten hard without any mercy, nipples pinched and pulled and all other such things. It wouldn't take any guy a long time to figure out how big a whore I am.

Mishra ji caught him lusting at my boobs being crushed like oranges in Kesava's hands and said to him, "Abey laude, tu kyun pahunch gaya yahan pe? chai aur cups rakh de wahan aur nikal jaldi... (Stupid fuck, why did you come here? Keep the kettle and cups over there and get the hell out fast)". Of course, the young lad did not want to miss this opportunity. I am sure he never had the chance to see a ripe woman completely nude infront of him let alone being destroyed on the floor in a muddy hut by a group of dirty old perverted men, and what if he also by Mishra ji's mercy got a chance to enjoy my private parts? I was sure he was not going to let go off this golden opportunity, and his reply showed just that - that he did not want to leave the chance to witness my destruction.

The young lad still not taking his eyes off my boobs said to Mishra ji, "arey Mishra ji, Paresh bhayya ne bola ki tum logon randi laye ho woh bhi sheher se, toh mere ko aana hi pada , please mishra ji, mere ko rehne do na..(Arey Mishra ji, Paresh bro said that you have got a whore for yourselves and that too from the village so I had to come and check her out, please let me stay here mishra ji)". Mishra ji then looked at Paresh and said, "Paresh bhai kyun bataya yaar isko, ab sab ko pata chalega toh sab loh yahin pahunch jayenge purva ko thokne... (Paresh bro why are you telling about Purva to everyone man? If all come to know they would also want to come here and fuck Purva)". It was clear that Mishra ji was a little angry as another guy in the hut meant he would have to share me with him too. I was still not sure if Mishra ji would allow the young lad to enjoy me, but I guess that was his point. He wanted to enjoy my parts and destroy me completely having me to himself but not share me with many guys.

Anyway, with reluctance he said to the lad, "Chal ab aa ja aur chup chaap baith ke dekh bass...haath waath nhi lagane ke iss pe (Fine, sit here quietly. No touching her and stuff)". The boy nodded. I loved how Mishra ji treated me like I was his personal whore, and the fact that I was at his mercy in real was so damn erotic to me. I also found it really hot how Pushkar allowed his dear friend Mishra ji to take the lead in banging me and humiliating me to the core. I was beginning to realize that the level of erotica of the situation would probably be the best in a long time! Here I was sleeping on the muddy ground completely naked and being used up in all possible ways with my pussy completely stuffed with mud. It was really perversion that could not even be matched with the kinkiest of porn movies. The thought that I was completely given to these cheap labour guys was beyond any sexual measure and my pussy was just boiling with love juices which could not leak out due to mud stuffed in my hole.

Mishra ji declared, "Chalo thoda chai pi lete hain aur uske baad purva ko gangbang karte hai (Chalo let's all have some chai and then gangbang purva)". All the guys broke into the laughter with Mishra ji's words. It was really the most perverted setup ever possible. I was feeling as naughty and hot as ever and I loved the kink Mishra ji displayed in his words. I laughed along with them, feeling a sense of utmost erotica binding all over my body. The day was not even near anywhere over and I had no idea what these low level scum guys were going to subject me to. It was the nastiest feeling ever!

Saying that, Mishra ji moved over to the other side near Kesava while Paresh continued his act of biting my thighs. I knew he wanted to do something to my vagina, but since it was completely stuffed with mud, he didn't want to disturb it. I knew they all thought it was incredibly sexy that I was subjected to such kinky and demeaning treatment and how my helpless vagina had to be stuffed with mud as the guys could no more control their sexual urges.

Paresh finally paused for sometime from biting my thighs and came up to me and slapped me hard 4-5 times on my face left and right while Pushkar was still filming all of it. After slapping as hard as he could, he said gritting his teeth, "tereko aise chodne ka mann kar rha hai ki saali tu 10 din ke liye uth bhi nhi payegi, randi aaj toh gayi tu (I feel like fucking you so badly that you won't be able to even get up for 10 days. You fucking whore you are over today)". I felt his words shoot right at me. He was so full with lust for my body that I could feel his spit flying on to my face with his words, and man, it was so threatening and sexy at the same time. The whole thought of being in the hands of these labour guys and the fact that no one could stop them from ganging up on me and destroying me completely made me hotter in my body. Truth be told, I was certainly a little scared that I had nowhere to go to if these guys did something really harmful to me, and that was certainly not impossible. The level of sexual urges these guys displayed and how each one expressed their carnal desires in the most inhumane ways was of concern to me but again I realized this was it! This is my true life and I am supposed to be the woman they can satisfy all their desires and fetishes with. I felt like this was where I belonged and it felt really sexy to say the least.

After saying that, Paresh pushed me back on to the muddy ground. Pushkar stopped filming and I too got up to sit straight. I was really at the top of my sexual libido and wanted these guys to do anything and everything to me. As I got up, my spreaded legs came into the lad's view. He wouldn't have expected such a vulgar and kinky view of my pussy completely stuffed with mud. He just kept staring at it with utmost amazement and said, "Mishra ji, yeh kya ho gaya iski chut ko? pura hi mitthi bara hua hai?".

Mishra ji said, "ha bey, sala ab mil gayi toh mujhe laga randi ke saath kuch bhi karlo kya farak padne wala hai". His words were so cheap and I loved them.

"baap re, Mishra ji, yeh toh bahut badhiya hai, aise randi kahan se mili aap ko jo sab kuch karwa leti hai?", said the boy.

"Abey, jyaada mat bol...chai pila de chup chaap", said Mishra ji. The lad reluctantly satisfied his curosity and poured the chai into the cups handing it over one by one, while making sure he devoured every bit of my mud stuffed pussy along with my entire nude body. I of course didn't mind that so I just let my legs spread a little more in the available space for all the men to have a good time while they had their chai and I was so tired so I found myself drifting to sleep.

Just then, Pushkar came up to my side and softly grabbed both my boobs and said, "purva don't you want to have some chai?".

I was really damn tired after all of the treatment he, Mishra ji, Paresh and Kesava had given me and was feeling really sleepy. So I said, "no Pushkar I am really tired, I want to sleep for a while".

Mishra ji who was sitting just beside me said, "Haan yaar thoda sone de isse, bahut kuch kar liya isse aur bahut kuch baki hai (Yes bro, let her sleep for while, we did a lot to her and a lot is still to be done to her)".

Pushkar then said to me, "okay purva, have some sleep, hope you are enjoying the stay in the village, we will go out and have a smoke and come back". Saying that, all the guys and the lad left for a smoke somewhere outside while I just lay there reminiscing all the things these guys had done to me so far. I was really horny possibly like never before and my pussy was starting to develop a strange kind of feeling. With all the mud stuffed deep inside, I didn't know if that would cause problems for me, but I loved to satisfy these perverted men and that meant allowing them to do anything with me and private parts. I had a strong urge to remove all the mud, but I let it be as I didn't want to disappoint the guys. After all they were going to remove it sooner or later to fuck me to their hear's content I thought. Thinking about all the rough things done to my body and having no sense of time whatsoever, I drifted to sleep on the muddy ground.

After a while I got up with some headache and frankly it took me a while to realize where and with whom I was. After I did realize that, it felt like as if all the sexual urges were rushing back to me. I felt a strange sense of erotica waft over me again as I woke up from my sleep. The guys were sitting in the hut and as soon as I opened my eyes, Mishra ji exclaimed, "hai hai, uth gayi meri randi! (Hai, my whore is up from sleep)". Saying that he came forward to plant a deep kiss on my lips. As he completely bangd my mouth with his, I realized they were all consuming some local alcohol. Mishra ji's mouth was stinking with the smell to the point of it being unbearable. As I became fully conscious, I realized the whole hut was reeking of the local brandy as each and everyone including the lad in his early twenties, whose name I later came to know was Krishna were heavily under the influence of the local brandy.

It also seemed like it was evening and that I had slept for quite while. A fluoroscent tube was hanging at the end of the hut which managed to produce enough light in the tiny little hut. I guess they never really had to use it but now was the time because otherwise, they could neither see me naked or film me. All of them were quite drunk and were making all kinds of vulgar jokes on me and laughing lewdly. It was clear that the local brandy got to their heads and as a result their raw urges of sexual fullfilment had been increased like anything. I was still on the ground while Kesava was biting my boobs and tits completely sucking the life out of them beating them to his will. It seemed like he had forgotten they belonged to me and treated them like a pair of boobs he had been gifted. I wondered if he was doing that from a long time even while I was asleep which was quite possible. My boobs were getting really sore now, and I could feel them tingling with pain, but wow was it hot! I could not feel any senses in my pussy, so I just ran my hand over it and realized that the mud was still stuffed up inside my vagina.

Mishra ji on the other hand, did not let go off my mouth even though I fidgeted like crazy grasping for breath, with Kesava beating me roughly on my stomach to pin me to the ground. I could not stand Mishra ji's bad breath as he completely pushed me on to the ground and kept sucking my mouth and biting my lips, even thrusting his tongue and saliva into my mouth.

Pushkar was on the other end having the time of his life. He was participating in the jokes that he, Paresh and the Krishna made while they kept filming me. I also noticed that Pushkar had a good digital camera in his hand that he used to film me while Krishna took up the job of recording my humiliation on Pushkar's phone. I wondered where he got the digital camera given how these guys belonged to lowest class.
Finally after what seemed like hours, Mishra ji left my mouth and said, "Yaar Kesava, tu bhi rehne de, becharee ko thoda chai pila dete hai (Bro Kesava, you too let her go for a while, let's allow the helpless whore to have some chai)".

So they helped me get up and sit on the muddy ground and Paresh got me some chai. Pushkar stopped filming and so did Krishna. Pushkar was quite drunk and he said, "purva, you are the best thing that happened to our lives, we are having the fun of our lives with you dear".

I smiled at his words, which I found really cute. He continued, "Mishra ji has a friend nearby who sells movie CDs. Turns out he also has a digital camera, so I thought we should borrow it and shoot you while we have our way with you, you know for better clarity". It was surely a great thing for them, as it meant they would have higher quality videos for themselves to masturbate to. I knew they were all pretty damn cheerful about capturing all the dirty things that they were doing to me and have fun watching all of it later. It turned me on so much as I fantasized about how these guys would get horny and then resort to watching my videos and jerk themselves. The thought of these guys enjoying my perverse destruction brought new levels of horniness in me.

I said, "that's great!", and all the guys hifived each other listening to me saying that. They knew I could not stop them from doing anything they wanted to do to me anyway, not that I felt like it. I loved being so helpless and how they were doing anything they wanted to do to me to satisfy their sexual fantasies. It was the best erotic pleasure!

As I sipped the chai, I could see how all the guys were lusting at me. Now given that they were quite intoxicated with the cheap liquor, their lust seemed more vulgar than ever. It was like they were fucking me then and there no holds barred. I slightly spread my legs for all the guys to get a better view of my mud stuffed honeypot, or rather mud pot. All the hungry perverts really liked that as I could figure out with the looks on their faces.

Mishra ji, who was intently gazing at my mud stuffed vagina looked up to me and said, "purva tum se ek request hai beti, please na mat kaho (purva, child I have a request for you, please promise me you won't say no)".

I was not sure what Mishra ji was going to ask, but I said, "Haan boliye Mishra ji"...

"purva, beti ab tum ko to pata hi hoga, hum sab tum ko bahut jyaada chodne wale hai, toh kya tum humare saath ek roleplay karegi? (purva, dear you must know we are all going to fuck you real bad, so do you wish to do a roleplay with us?)", said Mishra ji.

"kya roleplay karna hai Mishra ji?"

"yeh mera bahut dino so ek fantasy pada hai beti...aur aaj usko karne ka mauka mila tumhare jaise maal ke saath... idea yeh hai ki Pushkar ki biwi ho, aur main tumhara father in law, aur yeh dono Kesava aur Paresh tumhare brother in law, aur yeh Krishna tumhara beta hoga... (Dear, I have had this fantasy for a long time now and today is the day that I can execute it with a hot woman like you. In the roleplay you are Pushkar's wife, I am your father in law. Kesava and Paresh will be your brother in law and Krishna will be your son)."

I knew where this was going and I was quite turned on with the roleplay idea and I wanted Mishra ji to continue. "achha theek hai, fir?"

"Toh beti tere ko hum sab chodenge tumhare pati ke saath hi jab mann kare, tum ghar ki randi ho, aur pushkar ko yeh bahut achha lagta hai ki tum ghar me sab logon ki seva karti ho din raat kabhi bhi (So dear, we are all going to fuck you along with your husband whenever we feel like, you are basically a whore of the house. And your husband Pushkar is very happy that you serve every one of us, whether it's day or night)."

Wow, that was seriously very very hot! I could not wait to do this roleplay and sink into the whole scene and enact my role as a whore of the house. It was seriously some very perverted sexual kink and I could imagine it coming from Pushkar. He was about 60 years old now, probably even older and I loved how he still had that raw libido. Also given how young and vivacious I was, I knew he just could not get enough of me. And also the other two I met today Kesava and Paresh who belonged to the lowest order, getting a chance to do what they felt like with me, it was surely top notch erotica. I cannot even put into words how much I loved to be in that roleplay.

"achha yeh toh bahut hi khatarnak idea hai Mishra ji", I said with a coy smile.

"haan beti, aaj toh tumko pakad pakad ke chodenge, aur ek aur cheez, tumhara beta Krishna 20 saal ka ho gaya hai, par abhi bhi woh tumhara hi dood peeta hai, toh jab bhi woh neend se uthkar rone lag jata hai, tum ko usse apna dood pilana hoga (Yes dear, today we are going to fuck you like crazy, and one more thing, your son Krishna is 20 years old, but still he drinks your milk only. So whenever he gets up from his sleep crying, you need to feed him your milk)".

And that was a cherry on top. It was no doubt one of the most hottest ideas for a roleplay, and damn, it was so damn dirty. I looked at Krishna, who was busy staring at my free-for-all mud stuffed pussy, and gave me a dirty smile. It was obvious they all discussed it out carefully to make it most pleasurable for all of them, and I loved it that I was the one who had to satisfy all their dirty needs. I felt like nothing but a whore that was manufactured to serve these low class perverts. I was so high with sexual urge that I could feel the pussy juices building up gradually though it was full of mud. All I could manage was a meek "theek hai Mishra ji".

Pushkar said, "purva ki chut se mitthi nikaalna padega mishra (Mishra, we need to get the mud out of purva's pussy)".

"Haan yaar, chal mai purva ko leke uski chut se mitthi nikaal ke lata hu, tum log baki setting kar ke rakho, aate hi shuru karte hai (Oh yes, ok I will take purva and remove the mud out of her vagina, you guys take care of all required things, we will start the roleplay as soon as we are back)", saying that Mishra ji extended got up and extended his hand to me.

We then came out of the hut and I could see it was all dark outside, all I could hear was the cows mooing. Mishra ji then said, "chal beti, cow shed ke paas chalte hai, wahan tumhari chut se mithi nikaal dete hai". Saying that he spanked my ass hard and grabbed my naked waist hard, and we proceeded forward. I was loving every bit of it. Really!

As we reached the dimly lit shed, I saw that there were 4-5 cows and the whole place was reeking of cow dung. I had to watch and make my step as I felt there was cow dung everywhere. Mishra ji then made me sit on a small platform in the shed and made me thrust my pelvis forward so that my pussy was completely visible.

He looked at and said, "Arre baap re, bahut mithhi bhar liya isme (Oh man, there's a lot of mud in here)". Mishra ji then picked up a stick from the ground and poked at the mud stuffed up in my hole. The mud must have been really damp with all my leaking pussy juices and poking at the mud only made it worse as more of it kept going inside. Mishra ji too realized it immediately and he said, "beti mithhi andar jane lag rahi hai, lagta hai aur bhi jagah hai tumhare andar mitthi ke liye, hahaha. Mann kar rha hai aur bhi mithhi bhar lu tumhari chut me, par fir tum ko ragadenge kaise... (dear, the mud seems to be going inside when poking, it seems like there's more space inside your pussy for the mud. I feel like stuffing it more with mud, but then how will we able to fuck you then, hahaha!)". I loved how Mishra ji spelt that out for me again ascertaining that I was nothing to them but a fuck toy that they could do what they wished.

I said, "Mishra ji kuch toh karke nikaal do, itni der agar andar mithhi reh gayi toh problem hoga baad me (Mishra ji please remove it somehow, if the mud remains in there for so long, there will be a problem later on)".

"achha beti, theek hai nikaal deta hu, ruko".

Saying that, Mishra ji first spread my legs so that he could see my pussy and the mud more clearly and carefully used his nails, fingers and the stick to remove the mud from inside my hole. In the whole process, Mishra ji completely stretched my pussy and kept poking in and out of it with his nails and the stick. Sometimes, it even pained me so much that I just jolted. I guess it just made the perverted Mishra ji even hornier, so he did a few more times all the time smiling at me. It was just so hot to be with these perverted old men, I thought.

Even after Mishra ji tried his best to remove the mud, there were still traces of mud left over inside my pussy. It seemed like since my pussy was continuously leaking with juices, the mud had become damper and damper and now it just stuck to the walls of my vagina.

Mishra ji then said, "purva beti tumhari chut me thoda aur mithhi reh gaya hai, uske liye tum ek kaam karo, ek baar susu kar lo aur phir me pani se bhi dho lunga, phir pura mithhi nikal aa jayega (purva dear, there's still a little mud stuck in your hole, for that you need to pee and after that I will wash it once so that all the mud will come out)". I loved the idea and the kink of peeing infront of a perverted old man and I knew Mishra ji only asked me to that as he wanted to see me do such a private act right infront of me. I was so taken over with sexual pleasure that I wanted Mishra ji to finger me right there making me cum like a whore, but I guess all the best things would come together in the hut.

So I immediately said, "okay Mishra ji" and squatted down to piss. I had been wanting to piss from a long time but since my pussy was filled with mud and all the guys loved it that way, I didn't want to do anything to disturb it.

As soon as I sat down, warm piss started to flow out of my pussy. Mishra ji too squatted down a meter away from me to get a good look at my pussy and the piss flowing out of it. He said, "yeh dekho beti, mitthi nikal rahi hai, aur karo (See here dear, mud is coming out, piss even more)", pointing to traces of mud in my piss. It all was just too damn kinky.

After I was done with the pissing, Mishra ji took me to other side of the shed, and washed my pussy with water, inserting his fingers as and where he wanted. Finally after a lot of effort it felt like all the mud had been removed as Mishra ji took one more close look inside my hole to ensure it. He then slapped on my pussy hard a couple of times and we walked back to the hut. It was time for the perverted roleplay!

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As we entered the hut, all the guys seemed ready to get started for the roleplay to start. They were all sitting there and drinking even more brandy to heighten their sense of perversion for the roleplay. No doubt they were all really eager to fuck me and enjoy the kinkiness of the whole idea of me being a whore wife, daughter in law and sister in law. It was such a fantastic idea!

Pushkar gave a look at my pussy and said to Mishra ji, "nikal gaya pura mithhi purva ki chut se? (All the mud from purva's pussy has come out?)". Mishra ji explained them in detail how he removed all the mud from my vagina. He made sure it was described in the dirtiest way possible saying the word "chut", "ghusake", "susu" etc. that made me hornier. All of them also completely enjoyed the description.

As we made arrangements, Pushkar said, "purva please wear your clothes back so that it looks natural and I will explain the background and opening scenes to you", saying that he got me my saree that was on the hut.

As I wore it, Pushkar explained me the background of the roleplay.

"So purva the opening scene is that it's late night and you are asleep with Krishna in the hut. I then come home and I am very drunk, and I wake you up and start fucking you. After a while Mishra ji comes from the hotel and he is also very drunk, and he joins in. Then after a while both your brothers in law Kesava and Paresh also come home and we together fuck you brutally and gangbang you. We do this to you everyday where we come home drunk and take it all out on you fucking you like a whore, and now you are used to it, and you have nowhere to go as you don't want to leave your son. So you have accepted your fate. You generally sleep in the day so that you can service all of us during the nights. Every night we come home drunk and do all kinds of things with you and gangbang you without any mercy completely destroying you", said Pushkar.

It was truly one of the most dirtiest ideas and I knew how hot it was going to be when we were going to enact it! I said, "okay Pushkar, I eagerly want to do it".

"That's my slut! and remember also in between even while we are fucking you, if Krishna wakes up from his sleep, you will need to feed him your milk, so don't forget about that, and keep it natural as the camera will be placed on the ground and we can record the entire roleplay to watch it later. And one more thing purva, we will be doing a lot of things to you, so please go with the flow, don't object to anything no matter how rough it is".

I nodded in approval. It was no doubt going to be super duper hot!

So then I wore my saree and we started off. Krishna and me slept on the ground. Krishna grabbed the opportunity and tightly hugged me with love as I was his mother in the roleplay. I knew he had been waiting for a long time to even touch me, and now that he finally got the chance I knew he wasn't going to go easy on me. I too liked to give him his share of fun so I did not protest, and allowed him to grab me and feel me to his heart's content.

Pushkar then placed the camera at the proper angle as they experimented and decided on its location earlier, switched off the light, started the camera and all the guys moved out of the hut as we started off with the roleplay.

After a few seconds, Pushkar started his role. He came inside the hut with his brandy bottle in his hand. I was sure he was really drunk as they had been consuming quite a lot of the alcohol since a long time. He then switched on the light and then came up to me and hit me hard on my saree covered ass and said, "Uth randi chodna hai tujhe (Get up you whore, I need to fuck you)".

I then acted as if I woke up from my sleep and said, "Pushkar ji?".

"haan mai hi hu (yes, it's me only)". Saying that he grabbed my neck and made me stand up. He then planted a deep vulgar kiss on my mouth and started removing my saree in a pretty violent fashion. He was so perved up that he just tore my saree completely making me naked. He then sipped some more of his brandy while lusting at my naked from top to toe. Pushkar then slapped me hard on my face and said, "Lund choos mera randi(suck my dick you whore)".

Saying that he removed his trouser and underwear and took out his erect cock. It was so huge that I wondered how he had even managed to keep it inside. It was smelling like anything given that he must not have bathed for quite a long time. Pushkar then grabbed my head and pushed his erect dick right into my throat, making me squirm. It was too huge and it was so sudden. I guess he was really waiting to do this with me and now he was unstoppable. Also, I knew he wanted the best in the video so that they could all enjoy it later and I completely obliged as I really wanted all these men to have a wonderful memory of using me completely.

Pushkar violently face fucked me spitting heavily on my face as I sucked his cock. It was throbbing so much that I could feel his hardness like never before. It was so sexy to see an old man so hard for me, it was erotica at its best. He spit all over my face and rubbed it with his hands as he completely stuffed his thick cock into my throat gagging me.

After sometime, he made me stand up and gargled hard and spit all of it right into my face with great force. It was so lusty that I loved how he treated me to the core. He then slapped hard on my ass and made me sleep on the muddy ground on my back and started humping me. He said, "randi aaj toh tujhe aise ragadunga na ki teri chut hi phat jayegi (you whore I am going to fuck you so badly that your pussy is going to tear)". Saying so, he made violent thrusts of his huge cock deep into my pussy. He was fucking me with so much lust and desire that I felt he quite didn't know how to completely satisfy it. He kept drinking the brandy profusely and kept fucking me like a whore. After what seemed like about 10 minutes of rough fucking, Kesava and Paresh entered the hut.

They also had their brandy bottles in their hands and it was clear they too were severely under its influence. Paresh said, "arey bhaiyya roj tum pehle pahunch jaate ho, chalo ab mere ko chodne do purva bhabhi ko (Arre brother, you always come first, now let me fuck bhabhi)".

Pushkar replied, "bhai do minute de de, abhi abhi chodna shuru kiya hai (Give me two minutes bro, we started just a while back)". Saying so Pushkar continued fucking me while both Paresh and Kesava came and sat beside me. Kesava started licking my face as that's what he liked most. Paresh sat beside waiting for his brother to release his bhabhi so that he could have me to himself.

After about 3 more minutes, Pushkar said, "bhenchod, muth nikal rha hai (Goddam, I am going to cum)". Saying that Pushkar released his load right into my pussy. He then made way for Paresh, who straightway took my pussy. He jammed his cock right into my vagina and it felt like heaven. Pushkar was of course still not satisfied as he sat beside me and started working on my tits, sipping his brandy.

Paresh really loved my thights so while fucking me, he would hit hard on my thighs repeatedly. My body was red all over now with all the harrassing things these guys did to me. As he was fucking me, Mishra ji also made his way into the hut. He was also holding a liquor bottle in his hand, and was drunk like crazy. He came up and said, "arre bahu, hum ko thoda maze lene do tumhara tann ka (Hey daughter in law, let me also have fun with your body)". Saying that he came up to me and made me stand up ignoring the fact that Paresh was fucking my hole and Pushkar and Kesava having their fun. He then pinned me to the corner of the hut by grabbing my neck. He then spit hard on my face and slapped continuously for 5-6 times. Then he twisted my nipples hard and slapped my boobs making them completely red.

He then proceeded to remove his dhoti and took out his monstrous cock. It seemed like it was 10 inches. Given his age, Mishra ji possessed a very high sex desire. He then made me squat and inserted his cock deep into my throat. He would occassionally slap me very hard if he felt I was not doing it right. Man, this was very sexy, and my pussy was leaking loads of juices.

The other guys meanwhile called me names and encouraged their father to fuck me like the whore I was. After about 15 minutes of violently fucking my face, Mishra ji was ready to cum. He asked me to hold his balls tight as he gave one last thrust of his huge cock into my throat and depoisted all of him cum, deep in my throat. I could feel the hot jizz completely flowing down my throat and all the way to my stomach. I was such a whore.

Then, Paresh took me again and started fucking me on the muddy ground as Pushkar came up to me and started slapping me hard on my face left and right. I was literally being gangbangd in a cheap village hut by the cheapest of guys. It was so damn hot for me. Paresh too slapped me hard couple of times as he kept fucking me violently, tearing my pussy apart. His face was filled with so much anger and lust that he was gritting his teeth. As he was ready to cum, his last few strokes were so hard that I was literally being pushed on the muddy with each stroke. Finally after a while he could not take it anymore and he came right inside my pussy.

After he came inside me, Paresh came over and deposited a huge globule of spit right on my face and then immediately gave me the hardest of slaps. His slap was so hard that it resulted in the spit just flying off of my face. It was so damn hard. I could literally feel the lust in the pain that his slap caused and I loved every bit of it. Just as Kesava was coming over to fuck me, Krishna acted as if he woke up from his sleep, so that meant I had to feed him my milk.

So I said to Kesava, "Ruko Kesava, Krishna ko dood pilake aati hu (Please wait Kesava, let me feed milk to Krishna and be back)".

Saying that, I sat myself up and crossed my knees. I was enjoyed this erotica so much apart from the hardcore fucking so I wanted to make it really sexy. I then acted as if I was picking Krishna up and made him sleep on my lap. Krishna was of course all the while listening and seeing how badly I was being fucked by Pushkar, Paresh, Kesava and Mishra ji and I knew he was having a wonderful time seeing my completely destruction. Also my feeding him milk meant that he was going to get the chance to suck my boobs, which was going to be a dream come true for lad in his early twenties.

So as I made him lie on my lap Krishna also did his best to make the act as perverted as possible. He purposely fidgeted around grabbing my boobs as and how he wished acting as if he was crying. All the other guys too gathered around me and sat beside me on all sides as they wanted to make the roleplay extremely perverted. It was as if they were observing me feed my child and it was so damn kinky. I too was enjoying the act like never before, so I sunk in the moment as well. I softly grabbed Krishna's head and pushed it towards my nipple. I am sure he loved that.

Krishna then made sure he had a wonderful time with my boobs sucking them, biting them hard and licking my tits completely. He was grabbing my other boob tightly with his left hand as he continued acting as if he was drinking milk from the right boob. It was so perverted and I was just so hot with all that was going on.

After what seemed like 20 minutes, Mishra ji said, "chal beti ab aa ja, so gaya tera bachha (Ok dear now come, your child has gone to sleep)". I then acted as if I made Krishna sleep and kissed him on his cheek, as Mishra ji said, "beti mujhe bhi bhook lagi hai, mere ko bhi tumhara dood pene do na (Dear, even I am hungry, let me also drink your milk)". Saying that Mishra ji came up to me and laid himself on my lap as he started licking my boobs. He acted as if he was really drinking my milk saying things like, "waah kya swaad hai, ek dum badhiya". His perversion knew no bounds, and I was enjoying every bit of it.

He sucked on my boobs for about 15 minutes, and then said, "chal ab tujhe chodenge fir se(Okay, now we will fuck you now)". Saying that, he said to Pushkar, "Pushkar woh doorknob lana, aaj iss randi ki gaand khol denge (Pushkar get that doorknob, let's open this whore's asshole)". I was surprised and slightly scared about that. A doorknob? that would be very painful.

Pushkar got the doorknob that was lying in the corner and brought it to Mishra ji. Mishra ji said, "aaj yeh iski gaand me jayega aur kal raat tak rehne denge, fir kal se iski gand me bhi chodenge (Today this doorknob is going into her asshole and will stay like that till tomorrow night. From tomorrow we will start fucking her in her asshole too)".

Saying that, Mishra ji bent me stand up and bent me over. I knew there was no way I could stop them from doing what they wanted, so I just resigned to it. I was going to endure the pain but I also knew it was going to be pain and pleasure together, I was so horny!

Mishra ji then proceeded to insert the doorknob. He first stretched my asshole wide with both his hands and spit right into it. Paresh, Kesava and Pushkar also came and spit into my asshole. Then Mishra ji softly started to insert the doorknob right inside my asshole. I could not control it any longer and I let out a huge moan followed by loud "aaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh". It was seriously hurting and pleasurable unlike any act before. As I shouted more and more with joy and pain, Kesava tightly covered my mouth with both his hands while slapping me continuously on my face.

As Mishra ji made progress with the huge doorknob into my asshole, I was feeling the pain and pleasure increase severely. I felt my asshole being so full and I was scared it might get torn with such a huge thing. Even though Kesava tried his best to supress my shouts of pleasure, noise still came out and if anyone outside was hearing them, they would surely know I was being bangd by all these men. After what seemed like 5 minutes of intense pain, Mishra ji declared that the doorknob was perfectly inserted into my asshole. I could still feel the pain and as I stood up to take another round of fucking from the men, I could realize how good my asshole felt. The doorknob was partially out and I could feel the slimmer part tightly wedged inside my back hole. It was such a sexy sight seeing my asshole being stuffed with a doorknob.

After that, Pushkar and Kesava started fucking me again, this time inserting both their cocks in my pussy. They fucked me so roughly that after about 3-4 minutes, I was shivering vigorously. I was going to have a very big orgasm. As I orgasmed, Paresh and Mishra ji slapped me hard all over my body - my face, my stomach, thighs and particularly on my pussy. I was swinging uncontrollably on the muddy floor and the orgasm lasted quite a long time.
After the orgasm, Pushkar and Kesava continued fucking me again with Pushkar slapping me roughly on my face. Mishra ji was on the other side, busy slurping and spitting on my face when Pushkar wasn't slapping me. Paresh continued working on my boobs as he struggled to satisfy himself. He alternated between both my boobs biting my tits, chewing on them and licking them as he wished.

After about 5 more minutes, Pushkar was ready to come again. He came right upto me and released his huge load right on my face. My face was by then completely messed up with spit and cum completely smothered over it. Pushkar then spit once more on my face and sat on the side drinking more of his brandy.

Kesava was clearly insatiable as he completely ravaged my pussy without taking a break. Paresh joined him in destroying my pussy and both of them double fucked me in my vagina like a roadside whore. I was so stimulated with sexual pleasure that I was going numb all over. My face was all red and numb because of all the beating these guys had been doing. My tits were on the verge of bleeding with all the rough treatment, the biting and chewing done to them. I was being gangbanged like a professional whore, and a lot more.

As Paresh and Kesava kept fucking me, Mishra ji ravaged my boobs. After a while Paresh was ready to cum again. He could not contain it anymore and he released his load on my stomach. He was clearly still not satisfied as he came up to me and said "purva bhabhi, mai kabhi bhi aap ko pura nhi chod pata...humesha muth jaldi nikal jata hai (purva bhabhi, i never can fuck you all I want, I always end up coming beforehand)". Saying that he slapped me once more hard on my face and sat beside me jerking his cock which was still rock hard.

Mishra jt then made me stand up and made me lie on him, and started fucking me in my vagina all by himself. Kesava came on to the other side and inserted his cock in my mouth. Mishra ji completely took control of my pussy as he rammed his hard cock with great force and ultimate lust. He made loud puffing noises as he fucked me hard like a fierce animal thrusting it as deep as he could inside my pussy. His lust for me was absolutely unparalleled.

As I was blowing Kesava, Mishra ji completely ravaged my pussy. After about 10 minutes, Kesava was ready to cum as he made loud grunting noises. I loved how every man was just so lustful for me. His last few thrusts of facefucking me became slow as he enjoyed the feel of my luscious lips on his cheap dirty cock, as he slapped me hard not able to contain his sexual pleasure and lust for me. He came right inside my mouth as I was sucking his long member and forcefully pushed it deeper so that I would swallow all his cum. It was an act of true humiliation and dominance coupled with extreme perversion. It was amazing!

As his sole proprietary, Mishra ji continued fucking me like a fearsome tireless animal. Given he was 60 yrs. old, his sexual prowess was nothing but unbelievable. His lust for me and the cheap brandy made him even more animal-like as he fucked me mercilessly, repeatedly slapping hard on my ass cheeks and tugging at the doorknob that was inserted into my asshole. The way he was treating me was just out of this world!

After about 20-30 minutes of fucking me in that position, Mishra ji then made me sleep on my stomach and then inserted his throbbing cock into my pussy once again this time completely laying on me. His body weight was entirely on me as he crushed me onto the muddy floor with his huge build and fat stomach. It felt like I was a whore who was helplessly bangd by this old perverted fuck.

I was on cloud 9 by then with every inch of my body completely destroyed. I was feeling pain all over my body as these dirty horny bastards hadn't left a white spot on my body unattended to. They had ravaged all over my body as they wished. I was feeling sore all over.

As Mishra ji continued fucking me, I was once again reminded of all I ever was, am and will be, a true roadside whore. This was where I belonged, to the guys of the lowest cadre, the barbers, the auto w,.'s, the sweepers, the plumbers, the cheap roadside hotel w,.'s and the garbage men. It was my duty to satisfy each and every one of their sexual desire no matter how perverted and dirty it was. I was the one and I loved it.

Soon Mishra ji was ready to climax, as he let out huge moans slapping me hard on my back. He was literally beating me to a pulp not able to satisfy himself even after fucking me so roughly and for so long. He too came right into my pussy and he lay there on top of me for a while gasping for breath. "Beti tum asli chudakkad raand ho (Dear, you are one hell of a whore)", was all he could manage to say.

Beside me, Pushkar, Paresh and Kesava too came once again as they jerked off their cocks seeing Mishra ji completely scavenge on my ripe nude fleshy body. Mishra ji finally got himself up atop me and I turned on my back. It was one heck of a fuck fest!

Just when I thought the roleplay was done, I could hear Krishna crying again. It came as no surprize to me really, as all he got was to nibble at my tits and enjoy my parts. With all the other guys getting a chance to fuck me as they wished, the poor lad had to just contain himself with touching and biting my nipples. So I immediately went over to the other side and again laid him on my lap offering my nipples to him. This time, he took the liberty of pinching my nipples hard and then sucked them making a noise as if he was sucking my milk. It was so damn perverted and erotic! He continued sucking my nipples and biting them, as he kept pressing and grabbing the other boob with his hands. It was like an icing on the cake for me after all the rough gangbang!

After what seemed like 15 minutes of intensely enjoying my tits, he again acted as if he went to sleep. I made him sleep on the ground again. Pushkar then said, "bahut sahi randi hai tu, kal tum ko gaand me bhar bhar ke chodenge, aaj ke liye so ja (You are a perfect whore, tomorrow we will all fuck you in the ass wholesomely. Now you can go to sleep)".

Saying that Pushkar and switched off the recording. All of the guys came forward and kissed me. Mishra ji said, "waah purva, tum toh ek dum kiraak randi ho, jee bhar ke tujhe koi mard nhi chod payega (Wow purva, you are one hell of a whore, no man can satisfy himself completely after fucking you, he will want more)". I blushed at his words and smiled back.

Paresh said, "sach me purva, tumhara pati bahut bhagyashali hai, jo usko roj tumko chodne ko milta hai...agar tum meri biwi ho toh din me 10 baar chodta hoga tum ko din bhar (True purva, your husband is the luckiest man on this planet, he would be fucking you every day. If you were my wife, I would be fucking you 10 times everyday all day)". I was seriously getting even more turned with their words. It was surely so sexy and vulgar how they commented on me. It was lust at its heights.

Pushkar then said, "okay purva, i think we have messed you up like anything with all the beating, spitting and the cum, do you want to go down to the lake and take a naked dip once again?".

I was pretty tired and just wanted to sleep, but going to the lake didn't sound like a bad idea, especially given my current state. My body was red all over, and I was loaded with cum and spit. "Yes Pushkar, let's go, I would love to spend some time in the cold water".

"okay, let's all go, you can come like this only, there won't be anyone outside now", said Pushkar.

We all then headed over to the lake as I walked on the road completely naked with a doorknob inserted in my asshole covered in spit and cum. If anyone saw me in that state, they would easily know I was completely demolished and gangbangd by all these perverted men. As we walked, Pushkar made sure he recorded all of it again on his digital camera. The doorknob was quite visible from as one half of it was completely fixed inside my asshole and the other half stood outside giving an extremely erotic view of my ass. Kesava walked along side me as he grabbed my naked waist. I smiled at him.

As we came near the lake, the guys stayed behind as I took a dip into the lake's cold water. It was a perfect end to a pretty rough day at the office thought. I didn't have much energy left in me as I was completely torn apart by Kesava, Pushkar, Mishra ji and Paresh, not to mention the naughty lad Krishna. So I just moved around in the lake lazily for about half an hour as the guys lusted at my body passing cheap comments on my private parts. I loved it all, and it was a day I could never forget.

After about half an hour, I got myself out and we made our way back to the hut, me all naked and wet. It felt so hot that I was walking naked publicly in a village that I never knew even existed with these cheap labourers whom I met just today fucking me like a whore. It was amazing!

As we reached back to the hut, I just collapsed onto the muddy floor. I requested the guys to let me sleep and that they can have their fun looking at my nude body and even filming it if they wanted. I spread my legs for the guys to have an obstructed view of my ravaged and sore pussy and drifted off to sleep thinking about how I had transformed from a rich traditional housewife to a cheap roadside whore getting fucked by low class perverted men. It was an amazing experience!

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[Purva's narration continues...]

Next morning I woke up with pain all over my body. All by body parts especially my boobs and vagina were completely sore. One of my nipples was causing me a lot of pain because of all the extreme biting. I liked the pain though, it was a sweet memory of how I had been gangbangd by all these cheap dirty men.

As I got up, I also realized my asshole completely numb, and it was tingling like anything. Then I realized that the doorknob was still inserted. I did not remove it.

I could see any of the guys in the hut, but there was the digital camera placed infront of me. I guessed they just left it there to record my body while I was asleep. I was really fascinated with their lust, they just wanted to get everything and anything out of me!

As no one was there in the hut, I came out of the hut to find all the guys smoking outside the hut. All of them greeted me with smiles and claps. It was clear they would all be indebted to me for life for all the perverted things I allowed them to do to me. Mishra ji grabbed me by the waist and kissed me on my lips.

Though I wanted to spend more time with those guys, it was getting pretty late. I had to come back home now. So I said to Pushkar, "Pushkar we need to leave for the city, my husband will be angry with me". Pushkar immediately said, "Ok Purva, we all would like you to stay for a couple more days, but maybe some other time, don't worry, we will go back to the village, a bus will start from here in another half hour".

Mishra ji said, "Purva, I have bought a new saree for you as we tore apart your saree yesterday during the roleplay, please wear it".

"Thanks Mishra ji", I said and kissed him on his cheek. Seeing that, everyone congratulated Mishra ji, as if I declared his love for him.

We came back into the hut and sat there for a while as Mishra ji and Kesava sat beside me softly caressing my boobs and rubbing my vagina respectively. There wasn't time for any hardcore fucking session and also these guys must have known I was pretty tired from yesterday, so they didn't try to fuck me or rough me up. For a change it felt as if they were loving me, and it felt awesome!

I also had to do some private things, so Mishra ji showed me the way to a place in the woods behind the cow shed where I could do my chorus. I quickly did my job and came back and started putting on my saree, as the guys lusted at me one last time at my naked body before me and Pushkar left for town. I quickly wore my saree and kissed every one a goodbye. All of them took their opportunity to rough me up one last time, as they hugged me tight, slapped me hard on my face, my ass and planted deep kisses with their foul breathed mouths. I loved the attention. Pushkar hugged his best buddies and we left the hut waving goodbye to the folks. It was surely a hut to remember.

As we were walking on the road en route to the busstop, I realized this was actually the first time in the village I was walking with proper clothes on my body. Even though I was not wearing any bra or panty, the saree was covering enough of my precious assets. Pushkar and me walked hand in hand as we reached the bus stop and boarded the bus which was consderably vacant. As usual we took the last seat.

As soon as the bus started, Pushkar started doing what he usually did to me. He grabbed my boobs softly and kept squeezing them. I too let him do it as I certainly enjoyed all that and I just rested my head on his shoulder. I was feeling quite naughty but satisfied after all the rough treatment I was given the whole of yesterday.

"Purva", Pushkar said, "I want to tell you something".

"What's it Pushkar?"

"Purva, actually showing you the village or getting the pipes wasn't the main objective of coming to the village", said Pushkar.

I of course thought about it after how his friends and Pushkar teamed up to ravage me like a helpless whore. "Hmm, I could understand that. So you told your friends about me before?", I asked.

"Well, yes. I showed them your bathing video too, and there were dying to meet you, so I had to bring you here and introduce you to them. But I did not want to do anything that you didn't like, so when you said you didn't want to stay in the hut, I got us out of the hut after lunch. But then, later you were very excited, so all of us thought it's fine to enjoy you completely", said Pushkar.

"Hmm, thank you Pushkar. I was initially not inclined to do anything, but after getting naked at the lake, I became really turned on", I said.

Pushkar hardened his hold on my boobs, as he must have been aroused again with the thought of me swimming naked in the lake infront of those young lads. "Mishra ji is a very good friend of mine, and the first time he saw your video, he wanted to desperately fuck you, so I had to give him to you...sorry about that. But I am sure you loved the way you were treated by all of us right?", he said.

"Yes, I really loved it! It was so damn brutal and merciless Pushkar. And this doorknob was whose idea? and the roleplay?", I asked.

"Well, the doorknob was really my idea, when you said you wanted to do something to stretch your asshole. I bought it along with the pipes. If things didn't work out in the hut with my friends, I thought I would gift it to you at least, but I am happy Mishra got the chance to insert it in your asshole. The roleplay was a combined effort you can say, Mishra is a very big pervert, and he has many many fantasies like the one we did. So he suggested the roleplay, and we all joined our hands in making it so hot", said Pushkar.

"Haha, that's great! I had a wonderful time with you, Mishra ji, Pushkar and Kesava, and even Krishna for that matter. Hope he too had a good time, the roleplay idea was absolutely awesome!".

"You are one hell of a whore Purva, no man will be satisfied with fucking you normally. I am sure Mishra ji, Kesava and Pushkar would be watching your videos we have been recording in the camera and masturbating to them furiously!", said Pushkar.

"Haha, I know. But Pushkar, I wanted to tell you one thing. Please don't relase the videos publicly or anything, it will become a big problem for me, I hope you understand. I don't mind if you s
how the videos to your friends but please don't give them to anybody or put them on the internet", I said.

"Of course purva, you need not worry about that. I have already talked about it to Mishra ji, he will not do anything like that", Pushkar said.

"okay", I said as Pushkar continued having fun with my tits, while I drifted to sleep again on his shoulders.

After what seemed like an hour or so, Pushkar woke me up. I could see that the bus had stopped and we were in the city. I was feeling a sense of pleasure and wetness in my thighs, guess it was because Pushkar was having fun with me while I was asleep. At least my saree was not stripped off.

Pushkar and me got down and we walked hand in hand till we were a kilometer far from our apartment. Pushkar then said, "okay Purva, I think you should go alone now, as if anyone will see us together, it will be a problem for you, I too have some work here, so I will go for now. Will come tomorrow or day after to fix your pipes", he said with a wink. I knew what that meant.

I hugged Pushkar as he kissed me one last time on my lips before we parted. By the time I reached home, I was completely exhausted. I got naked to take a shower and embraced the doorknob that was inserted in my asshole. It was looking really hot inside me and I loved it. I then took a warm shower. My body was still sticky with all the cum and spit that Pushkar and his gang had deposited on me. Thinking about all the extremely hardcore things they did to me made me horny again and while showering I fingered myself to an orgasm. I lay there on the bathroom floor completely exhausted for quite a while as I did not have an ounce of energy left in my sore demolished body. After showering I wiped myself and remained naked with the doorknob still wedged inside my asshole as I cooked myself some lunch. After lunch, I decided to take a nap and Tarun since the time I woke up I have been wanting to give me a good hardcore fuck! So, will you please fuck me?

[Purva's narration ends...]

Wow!! Wooowwwhhh! Purva, whore is quite an understatement for you darling! Wow, really I am so proud to have a wife like you! I am going to fuck you so well today. Look at my trousers, I think I came myself while listening to how badly you have been bangd by those dirty perverts! Seriously, this is turning me on like anything.



Tarun: Purva dear, I need to talk to you about something.
Purva: what is it honey?
Tarun: What have you decided to do about Sajid's proposal to marry Mushtaq for a few days?
Purva: Well, Tarun, it's been in my head for quite a while now, but I am not sure what to do...
Tarun: See Purva, my boss has been asking me to go the US for a project we are working on for quite a while now, but I have always declined since you didn't want me to leave you. But I think this is a good time for me to go.
Purva: What do you mean?
Tarun: See Purva, you are enjoying life as it is. You have become quite adventurous and are exploring your life, so I was thinking maybe when I am abroad, you can have fun with Mushtaq as his wife, what do you think?
Purva: I don't know Tarun. Frankly, I am enjoying all of this, but truth be told, I am always scared about being so adventurous. What if Mushaq and Sajid together make some devious plan to bang me and sell me to a red-light area or something? I am not saying they will certainly do that, but given their status and contacts, that is certainly possible. Hell, they gangbangd me totally in Salim's garage, and in the pretext of marriage I cannot surely underestimate what they have in mind.
Tarun: Hmm, but Purva, I think if you are that doubtful, you should not do it. But come on, I am sure Sajid or Mushtaq would not sell you to some one else, that's for sure. They have already fucked you so many times, and if it's just for money they would have sold you much before. It's a wonderful adventure that I think you should consider and try out. Of course, you can always contact me if something goes wrong.
Purva: Hmm, that's true. I do like the idea of getting married to Mushtaq and be his wife for 15 days as Sajid wanted. It's going to be really hot, but I am just worried if it's going to be a lot. Let me think over it.
Tarun: Yes, please think over it Purva, I want you to be safe, but also I would love you to do all these things, it turns me on so much. Our sex life has improved dramatically with you being the whore you are getting gangbangd everyday.
Purva: Oh, you are so cute Tarun.

Saying that, Purva and Tarun hugged each other and went to sleep. It was the Purva had lost all sorts of shame and moreover with Tarun wanting her to continue with her being a low class whore, she has lost all limits. As she was dozing off to sleep, she could not help but evaluate her life. It was so damn hot. She was moist in her pussy all the time, not knowing who and where she was going to fucked the next day and by whom. It was barely a month that all of this started, and she is nothing short of a whore. It was a wonderful experience, and Purva clearly feels she does not regret one bit of it. If she accepts Sajid's proposal of being a wife to Mushtaq for 15 days, god knows how it's going to turn out. If Tarun too is not in town, she will no one to turn to, and that means there is no turning back. For 15 days, Mushtaq can do anything and everything to her. Danger was quite an issue, but thinking about belonging to that cheap old pervert in a completely unknown territory with no one to turn to made her wet in her pussy again. She loved these kinds of things and it was the first time she realized dangerous situations made her horny.

Even in the hut, she was literally gangbangd by Mishra ji, Pushkar, Paresh, Kesava and Krishna in that cheap tiny little hut. Even if she shouted her lungs out, there was no one to hear her plight, and the fact that she was helplessly fucked by those men made her hornier and hornier. Even now, thinking of getting married to Mushtaq and staying with him for 15 days meant she would be subjected to extreme levels of humiliation and rough sex. Maybe marriage was just something Sajid and his gang had planned to keep her with them for 15 days, so that they could literally bang her every minute.

Purva was getting hornier now. She was getting wet in her pussy and as she was not wearing anything, she was wetting the bedsheet with her love juices. She tried waking up Tarun and asking him to fuck her brains out, but he was already asleep snoring loudly. Without any other option, Purva released herself from Tarun and started fingering her hole vigourously. As she fingered, she thought of how Mushtaq would be fucking her day and night as she would completely belong to him as his wife for the 15 days. It was going to be one hell of a journey. She fingered herself so hard, that she had to put her left hand in her mouth lest she wake up her neighbors with her moans. After about 10 minutes of frantically fucking herself, she finally orgasmed making the bedsheet completely wet with her pussy juices. She was panting for breath like an olympic runner who just completed a long race. She then had water and then went to sleep with her legs completely spread.

[creepyfoofaji]

Next morning, as Tarun got up at around 9 AM already late for office, he looked over to Purva who was fast asleep. He could not help but look at her gorgeous wife wearing nothing sleeping on the bed with her legs spread wide. He noticed the wet patch under the her pussy and instantly realized Purva must have fucked herself to an orgasm while he was asleep. Nowadays, it was common occurence for Purva to wake up in the middle of the night and finger herself as she went about getting fucked like a street whore by all the cheap guys.
 
He did not want to disturb her from her sleep as he knew she needed a lot of rest. Her body was completely sore as he could see bite and hand marks over her thighs and her boobs as well as her stomach. Her pussy was moist and quite red owing to the fact that she was completely bangd mercilessly by all those horny men.
 
Tarun could not resist his raging hard on, so he lightly touched his sexy wife's pussy with his hands. It was still so moist, that he felt she was leaking juices even in her sleep. He could not help but insert his index and middle finger inside her pussy. He did it slowly for a while when Purva started to moan with horniness in her sleep. He did not want to wake her from her sleep, but he felt that if other men were having fun with her so much, it's not quite wrong to extract so much from his own wife. Without thinking anymore, Tarun hit roughly on her pussy and then started to finger much more vigorously increasing the speed and depth of penetration with each stroke. Eventually, Purva opened her eyes and started to enjoy the rough actions from her hubby. Knowing that Purva was enjoying it, he pulled her closer and then hit hardly on her pussy a few more times and then started to finger fuck her. Within 10 minutes, Purva was on the verge of falling off from the bed as she had her first orgasm of the morning surprizingly from her husband this time.
 
Tarun held her closely and continued fingering her and she started to cry like a bitch "ouchhhh", "aahhhhh", "ohh my fuckkkinggg goddd, I am cummingggggg". Tarun enjoyed fucking her like a true whore she was and when she was done orgasming, Purva was still shivering like it was -10 degrees. She was so hot, as Tarun hugged her and gave her a passionate kiss. He so badly wanted to fuck Purva, but as he was getting late for office, he had to leave quickly. Little did he know that he would not get to fuck Purva again for a long time to come.
 
Purva: Tarun, I hate you leaving me like this, why the hell did you finger me? to leave me all horny for a rough fuck?
Tarun: Babe, am really sorry, but i gotta go. You know how much I hate leaving you like this, but I am already very late. I could not help looking at your moist unclothed pussy and leave it all alone, so I wanted to give it a quick treatment, what it rightly deserves, with a wink.
Purva: Hmm, ok then...I don't want you to lose your job over me!
Tarun: haha, then let me go, and listen Purva, please think well about Sajid's proposal. It's ok to take risk once in a while, so I suggest you accept it and when you finally come back, it's going to be a heck of a story for you to tell me!
Purva: Haha, I know Tarun. Let me think it out properly, and then I'll let both you and Sajid know my decision.
Tarun: that's great Purva. I'll help myself, sorry for waking you up, you can go back to sleep if you want.
 
Saying that Tarun kissed Purva once more and then left for work as Purva immediately went into a deep sleep. Needless to say with all the rough things being done to her by all kinds of men, she was very tired, and needed to regain her energy by having good amounts of sleep.
 
Purva slept like a log for 2 more hours and finally got up at around 11:30 AM. She was feeling quite fresh and horny. Her body was still aching badly but she kind of liked it with a kink. It reminded her of she was brutally fucked and celebrated by Pushkar and his dearest friends in the cheap little hut. She just loved feeling that ache all over her body. She then got up from her bed and observed her naked body in the mirror and she loved the way it looked. It was an erotic mix of fair skin with redness all over. What made it absolutely sexy was the way all kinds of marks were in her most delicate and sensuous parts - her thighs, stomach and her luscious tits. She then turned around and spread her cheeks a little to observe her tight asshole with the huge doorknob. She couldn't believe it has been wedged inside her tight little asshole for more than a day now. She loved how she felt with it completely inside her asshole.
 
After spending a little more time admiring her lovely curves, Purva went about doing her daily chores. Before going to the bathroom, she dislodged the doorknob from inside her asshole and kept it aside. After her bath, she came out and cooked herself a nice little breakfast as she sat infront of the TV to eat it. It felt her a long time that she was doing this, probably even before she first knew about Sajid.
 
As she was having her breakfast, she could not help but wander back to Sajid's proposal. She was definitely excited to do it, but she was worried of her safety. As she cited it to Tarun earlier, she could never underestimate the possibility of Sajid and Mushtaq and their group of men to bang her and then sell her off to a red-light area. She also did not know how Mushtaq was on bed. Sure, he too fucked her along with countless other men last time she was asked to come to Salim's garage by Sajid, but this was a different story altogether. Now, she would be completely inside his clutches and he would spend all time with her, possibly fucking her throughout. What if she tries to do harmful things to her? While she loved the thrill of getting into a completely unknown territory, the possibility of being fucked badly and getting scarred for life did not leave her mind.
 
As she kept thinking of it, suddenly the doorbell rang. Her first reaction that it was Sajid. He must have been really anxious about Purva's reply. Also the fact that she wasn't home for the last couple of days would have really pissed him off. She quickly got up and wore a silk robe that covered the bare minimum of her body, planned to tell him that she went to her sister's place in case he asked and then opened the door. Surprisingly enough, it was Ramu the watchman, not Sajid. Surely, he must have missed her.
 
"Ramu, hey, how are you?", Purva said, with a bright smile. She was indeed truly happy to see him. She knew he had something in mind, else why would he be here?
 
"Hi purva, I was out of town for the last few days, sorry about that. I can't tell you how much I have missed you. Everytime I fucked my wife, I was fantasizing about fucking you. She was surprized how I came so early each time", said Ramu.
 
"Haha, that's nice! Come in, will make you some tea", said Purva.
 
Ramu came inside and closed the door as Purva started to go to the kitchen to make some chai for Ramu. She guessed he was going to make a move on her, but to her surprise he didn't.
 
"Purva, I don't want any chai, but I need to talk to you about something", he said.
 
"Oh, ok then, tell me", said Purva as they sat side by side on the couch.
 
Ramu: Purva, you know Kapil and Sunil right? my twin brothers?
Purva: yeah, of course, what about them?
Ramu: Purva, they are going to get married in a few days, in my village in UP
Purva: Oh ok, that's good news Ramu
Ramu: Yes, they are getting married pretty soon, so I wanted to ask you for a favour Purva
 
Purva had no clue what Ramu was asking her, what could she possibly do to avoid Kapil and Sunil getting married early in their life. She was confused.
 
Purva: What can I do Ramu?
Ramu: See Purva, it is a custom in our village that if during marrige, the groom is still thought to be a boy, he is asked to fuck a woman older than him. It basically means that the woman makes the boy a man by allowing him to fuck her, and precisely that's where I want you to come in
Purva: What? seriously? such customs exist? Purva was clearly bemused about the stupid tradition, but did not doubt the intentions behind Ramu's words.
Ramu: Yes Purva, they do, trust me. It's not difficult to find a woman for Kapil and Sunil to fuck for them to become men, but I was hoping why couldn't you be the one. It would be the best present for my dearest cousins Purva
 
Purva was no doubt turned on by the idea of it all. It was such a weird custom, but it did appear genuine to her. She knew village people to be quite stupid and superstitious for no reason at all, but she never doubted that Ramu wanted Purva to come to the village and do all sorts of cheap things to be a source of dirty pleasure and be an object of utter lust and humiliation to all the village people. Ramu knew he had to just use the right words, and she would fall for it, she was just a whore and when horny she would agree to do just about anything
 
Purva thought about it long and hard. She was surely excited about the idea and loved the naughty idea of being the woman who was going to make the twin brothers Kapil and Sunil as men. She was getting wet in her pussy, and she realized the juices were dripping down her thighs slowly. But on the other hand, she also wanted to agree to Sajid'd proposal and be Mushtaq's wife.
 
Purva: Well, Ramu, I am not sure about it completely. How many days will it be in total?
 
Ramu: See Purva, if you agree, let me tell you you are going to have a wonderful time. I have a lot of things planned for you, and you can look out for many more things that just getting fucked by Kapil and Sunil to make them men. If we leave today, we will be back by next monday, so that's just 7 days excluding today.
 
That was not too bad Purva thought. She could just call in Sajid and tell him that she needed to be with her sister for a few days, and that after she was back, she would get married to Mushtaq. But she wasn't quite sure what Ramu was referring to when he meant he had a lot of things planned for her.
 
Purva: Hmm, okay. But what else did you plan for me?
Ramu: It's a surprise Purva, but don't worry, I am sure you will certainly love it
Purva: Arre Ramu, tell me something at least if not all!
Ramu: okay fine. Have you heard about bhojpuri songs?
Purva: No, not really. What are they?
Ramu: So in UP, we have these bhojpuri movies which are pretty cheap, and in every movie we have an item song which has an item dancer who dances wearing very less clothes to loud catchy music
Purva: Oh ok, and?
Ramu: So during marriages in our village, we continuously run these bhojpuri songs, but we rarely have a sexy woman who could dance like those item girls. But during this marriage, you will do that job, and you will be much hotter than any of those item girls Purva. You will be dancing to loud vulgar bhojpuri music wearing almost nothing, on the center stage and everyone will enjoy your performance. So typically, you will be dancing on the stage for sometime, then walking down the stage to serve drinks to the people, dancing with them, pulling them to dance with you and all sorts of things like that. You will also have a very gaudy makeup, and with minimal clothing, you will be like the sole entertainer of the entire village during the time the marriage takes place. Of course, I have planned a lot lot more for the entire week, but come on, do you want to lost the thrill and know everything now itself?
Purva: Wow, that's really hot Ramu. I have never heard of bhojpuri, though listening to the way you tell me about them, I would sure love to be one of those dirty shameless dancers!
 
That's it, Ramu knew Purva was in. He knew she just needed some encouragement, and for the whore she is, she would agree to do just about anything. Ever since Ramu met Purva, he was sexually excited about how Purva is so docile and easy to manipulate and he got a real kink in humiliating her and making her a source of pleasure for all types of men. Now, since it was his dear cousins' marriage, it was the right opportunity for Ramu to fulfill he fantasies of seeing Purva like a cheap whore in front of loads of cheap people. Of course with all the things he has planned out for Purva for the 7 days, he was sure she was going to lose all her respect and be nothing but a cheap whore for all the village men. It was sure going to be an awesome time for him and all his village men!
 
Ramu: Yes, Purva, then please come with me, we will leave today. You will not be disappointed purva, I promise.
 
Though Purva wanted to agree then and there to Ramu's proposal, she first wanted to talk to Sajid and let her know her decision. She never wanted to piss him off lest he and his gang brutally bang her inside her own house.
 
Purva: Ramu, I already had plans for this week, I was supposed to go to my sister's home as Apu is also there, but let me see what I can do. I will let you know soon.
Ramu: okay dear, but please try to come with me today, it's going to be an awesome time.
 
Saying that, Ramu came forward and planted a deep kiss on Purva's lips disrobing her. He then roughly pinched her sore nipples and said, "Wow, looks like sahab has been really doing some awesome work on you purva ji". Purva smiled cautiously at Ramu's words and continued kissing him. She was happy Purva didn't doubt she was with Pushkar and his friends and that's how her body was completely ravaged.
 
Saying that, Ramu opened the door and said, "purva, please come to my hut as soon as you have decided about what to do" and left as Purva closed the door and sat down to think for a moment.
 
As Ramu left, he could not help but laugh at Purva's innocence, she was just too innocent and docile for him. She of course could never guess that Ramu and Pushkar together planned on getting purva fucked by Pushkar's friends in a far away village. After disrobing her, Ramu could not help but see how badly his friends Mishra ji, Paresh, Kesava and Pushkar himself had bangd Purva so much so that her body was still sore and full of bite and hand marks. It was so erotic and sexy to see a ripe mature woman completely red with getting totally ravaged.
 
As he reached the hut, Ramu immediately called Mishra, his closest friend.
 
"Abey yaar Mishra, Purva ka video bhej yaar, abhi abhi randi ko nanga dekh ke aa rha hu...bhai tum logon ne toh iska pura fayda utha liya lagta hai", he said.
 
Mishra ji: "Haan yaar...kafi bang kar liya uska...achha tera plan ka kya hua usko tere gaav le jane ka kapil aur sunil ke shaadi ke liye?"
 
Ramu: "abhi bata ke aaya hoon, aane wali hai...aaj hi le jaunga"
 
Mishra ji: "Bhai badhiya...maze le uski ek dum..."
 
Ramu: "haan yaar, chal fir video bhej de baad me baat karta hu"
 
Saying that, he cut the call and unzipped his pants to masturbate as he opened Purva's bathing video on his mobile.
 
Back at her place, Purva was still unsure what to do. She wanted to go with Ramu to his village now and then after she was back she would get married to Mushtaq and be his wife for 15 days. It was all good.
 
She then called up Sajid, who evidently was quite pissed off with Purva's behaviour regarding the subject. But of course, he was happy that she agreed to marry Mushtaq albeit after a week's time. Sajid warned her to not delay it any further as Mushtaq was already quite horny for her and if she pissed him off, he would become even more rough on bed, which Sajid warned was quite animalistic. Sajid himself wanted to come over and fuck Purva as it was a long time and Purva too wanted it, but she knew she couldn't waste any time now as she had to go with Ramu. So she lied to Sajid that she had to be at her sister's place as Apu was unwell and got rid off of him, though she was completely displeased at her own self to deny Sajid's desire to fuck her for good.
 
With no more hesitation in her mind, she began to involuntarily get excited about the things ahead of her. She was going to be the sole entertainer in a cheap village marriage, dancing like a whore to loud obscene music with gaudy makeup infront of a village full of cheap men and then get fucked by the grooms themselves. It was such an erotic feel of things, she just could not help undress herself completely and finger herself slowly taking it all in.
 
She then called Tarun.
 
Purva: "Tarun, guess what, I am going to UP"
Tarun: "What? Why?? Are you getting married there to Mushtaq?"
Purva: "Well no, I will be marrying Mushtaq next week, this week I will be in UP in a village as a sole entertainer for Ramu's cousins' marriage"
Tarun: "What? fuck, that's crazy! tell me more"
 
As Purva began to tell Tarun in detail about what she was going to do for the next 7 days, she couldn't help but get turned on immensely. Ramu had not revealed to her entirely what she was going to do for the 7 days, and once again she was in that absolutely unknown territory where there was no turning back. Truth be told, she knew no one there, and anyone would hardly ever know if she was gangbangd by the entire village and then sold off to some red-light district or used as fuck toy for the village men itself. She felt a sense of fear engulf her, but she was still fingering her moist pussy which knew no barricades as it kept leaking juices.
 
After a while, she wore a saree just for the sake of covering herself and with no one really watching her, she went to the watchman's hut.
 
 
Ramu was sitting on a stool and listening to the radio and she came in and hugged Ramu. She said, "Let's do it!".
 
Ramu was sure he was never so happy in his entire life. He was going to take Purva to his own village where she was going to do all sorts of erotic things to entertain the cheap crowd. It was going to be a dream come true for Ramu and his folks back at the village who are yet to see her in real. They were waiting eagerly for Purva and now that Purva had agreed, he was going to set the village in a frenzy. Huge banners had already been prepared to be put up in the entire village portraying sleazy and vulgar photos of Purva picked from her bathing video. It was going to be awesome, the whole village would get to see a hot urban married woman completely nude doing all sorts of slutty things with no limits at all.
 
As Purva sat down on the cot, Ramu said, "okay, purva let me tell you something that's going to turn you on even more!"
 
Purva could not guess what was coming her way. "What's that Ramu?", she asked quite puzzled.
 
Ramu took out a short skirt and a tank top and showed it to Purva.
 
"Wow, that's nice, is it for me?", asked Purva.
 
"Yes dear, it's for you, and you are going to wear it during the journey to the village", said Ramu.
 
"okay, how are we going?", asked Purva.
 
"Purva, I have not booked any train tickets in advance, so we will have to take the general compartment bogie, as there is only one train that runs in one week from here to my village, and all you are going to wear is this skirt and tank top with nothing else inside and board the general compartment with me", Ramu said.
 
Purva was stunned. It was truly so erotic that just listening to Ramu say it made her drip saliva from her mouth and juices from her pussy. She could not help but imagine what all things could be done to her by all kinds of men inside that cheap dirty general compartment bogie, that too which was destined to reach a village. She was speechless for a while, and finally muttered a few words.
 
"Oh my god, are you sure?", was all she could manage. Her hand involuntarily went to her pussy as she rubbed it slightly to loosen it so that it could release her juices.
 
"Yes purva, you are going to enjoy it like anything before, even better than getting fucked. It's going to be so damn erotic, with you wearing such sexy clothes while all there in the compartment will be just cheap men who wouldn't mind doing anything to you. Also, we will board the compartment separately, so people should think you are alone. So all the perverts wouldn't fear doing anything they want to you. But don't worry, I will be there if anything harmful is likely to happen", he said.
 
"Wow Ramu, this is going to be really really hot. I still think it's risky given the number of cheap perverts there will be in that compartment, but I would love to do it! You are just so perverted!", said Purva with amazement. She could not wait to get out there and seduce all kinds of horny men with her slutty outfit.
 
"Yes, am telling you Purva, you will have the time of your life the whole week, and the next 14 hours of journey is just a preview of what's going to come later. Okay, just try the outfit once now", said Ramu.
 
Purva got herself naked as she removed the saree infront of Ramu and wore the miniskirt and tank top. She was really looking like the hottest milf on this planet who was attending a fashion show. The miniskirt rightly accentuated her shapely ass, and her sleeveless tank top featured a huge cut near her armpits as it showed a considerable part of her side boob. At the front, her huge boobs were tightly held up that accentuated her frame even more. Overall, she was looking like a sexbomb that even a dignified man with full control over his manliness could not resist to bang her on first look. Now she was going to dress the same and enter into a world full of cheap men in a crowded train compartment with no space to sit or stand. It was erotica beyong anything.
 
As both Ramu and Purva made out for sometime with Purva in that slutty outfit. He then removed her dress and made her suck his cock and then fucked her in her pussy for a good 15 mins. He had just masturbated but he was still hard for her in no time. After a good marathon sex, Ramu said, "okay Purva, sorry but we have no time. We will have plenty of time to fuck in the village, but lets leave now, we will have to catch the train in another half hour".
 
"Okay, let me pack my clothes then", said Purva.
 
As she was about to leave, "No not required dear. Just get your bare essentials, all things including your attire or the lack of it will be taken care of in the village itself, I have made all the necessary arrangements", he said with a wink.
 
"You are so naughty!", said Purva and then kissed him.
 
She then left the hut with the saree and came back with just her toothbrush and some cash and put them all inside Ramu's cheap little market bag which was filled with Ramu's clothes and his other things. Ramu advised to her to put on the tank top and the miniskirt and then wear her saree over it and before boarding the train, she would remove the saree and remain with just the slutty clothes.
 
Ramu called for an auto and they left for the station. It was going to be so exciting. Purva could feel butterflies in her stomach, and wetness in her pussy. It was going to be one heck of a journey, she thought.
 
Ramu could not believe how lustful he was getting of Purva. It was like he was with an erection since the time he met Purva today. He was away for 2 days from her because he had to take care of his wife in her own village, and he just could not forget about Purva. What excited him like a horny bastard was how she was open to let cheap guys like him do and say all kinds of vulgar things and truth be told, he loved that. He always wanted to fuck her as his dick would become erect whenever he saw or even thought about Purva, but Ramu was that kind of guy who loved extreme intense roleplay. He had a kink for women who were sluts, and he gained extreme pleasure in getting all kinds of vulgar things done to her in public.
 
While in the auto with purva sitting beside him and he fondling her tits over the saree, he could not help but contain his erection even after fucking purva once and masturbating today. Such was his lust for her. Now today was a dream come true for Ramu. Ever since he had realized purva's shameless whorish character he wanted to expose her in full view of random strangers. He always fantasized about her getting humiliated and used badly with cheap men like him. He always masturbated imagining purva in a helpless situation where she was trapped by turn of events with a bunch of guys all around her who would not abstain from doing whatever they wanted to her, while she had no way out but to succumb to her vulnerability. He had that kink. Today he was going to witness all of that and gosh was he excited like anything.
 
Seeing her completely savaged body made him even more horny. He had created the plan of sending purva with his friend Pushkar to their group of friends Mishra, Kesava and Paresh who lived in a nearby village. The thought of purva getting used up by their friends who he always knew to be extremely horny as well was too kinky for him. Given the cheap characterless whore they knew purva to be, they were sure that would work out. He knew Pushkar and their friends were going to enjoy her to the maximum and that was what had happened. When he got to look at purva's body after the village trip, he was so excited with the look of her naked body. It was clear that Mishra, Kesava, Paresh and Pushkar had completely gangbangd her at their hut and he loved it like anything. Her body was full of red hand marks and bite marks all over and her pussy was swollen and completely red. Her face was glistening but it was clear that she had been slapped a hell lot of times. But he knew purva enjoyed it, he knew she was one slut whore who enjoyed such encounters with men completely demolishing her mature ripe body.
 
He so badly wanted to purva to come to his village and be the sole entertainer for the entire village over there, and now that purva had accepted his offer, he was so content and lustful of her. He wanted to enjoy this chance as he wanted, her entire body and soul was completely under his wraps, and he loved the control he had over her. He knew he was lucky to find her and he was not going to miss any opportunity to execute his lust and fantasies over her. For the next few days he wanted to take a notch up higher and demolish all her moral values and shame.
 
Now that she was wearing just a couple of cheap cloth, he knew he was in for a ride. He was going to board her into a train that ran to the village and in a general compartment. He was getting goosebumps all over his body of the thought of purva in the midst of such cheap men in such a vulgar and sexy situation.
 
"purva", he said.
"yes Ramu?", purva said.
 
Ramu: purva, i want to tell you that this is a very nice opportunity for you. If you perform well in the village, it will really increase demand for you, and it's going to be a very satisfying experience for you. Even though you won't get paid much, you will surely enjoy being the sole performer for the whole village. And the fact that you will get to make boys as men will be a very enriching feeling for you
 
Purva: yes Ramu, I am really excited about the whole thing and eagerly looking forward to it, it's really hot!
 
Ramu: So purva, i was not sure you wanted to come, but if you said so, i wanted to also make sure we had a lot of fun in the journey, and that's why i came up with the idea of boarding a general compartment boogie. It's going to be a whole new experience for you and this 14 hr journey will make you a better teaser in public. So I want you to learn a lot from this whole general compartment experience and enjoy it too. I know it's going to be uncomfortable and also extremely hot at the same time, but you need to be at your best. As I told, you should learn from this experience and perform at your highest in the village.
 
purva: Ok Ramu, I will do it, but i am a little nervous and a little uncomfortable with the idea, though really aroused. I am not sure what I shoud do and how I should react. Please be there near me as I am sure those cheap guys will try to do anything to me in the train itself.
 
Ramu: Don't worry about that purva. Just go with the flow, but make sure you are really horny and enjoying all of it. I want you to talk to all the cheap men in the compartment, be friendly and socialize with all of them so that they become comfortable with you and then they will reveal their true colors.
 
purva: ok Ramu
 
Ramu: If you have ever boarded a general compartment, you know how dirty, smelly and crowded they are, but you should not get worried about it. Instead just forget everything and just sink into your character. As you start talking to people, they will start talking vulgar things about you as they will not have any moral standards. Also seeing you in such a slutty dress, they won't be able to contain their lust for you and things will become really hot. I want you to be one among them, and completely belong to them. They will start asking you different types of questions, so just make sure you answer them perfectly in a way that will make them more lustful for you.
 
purva: hmm ok, i will do that Ramu
 
Ramu: Also, since I will be guiding you by being with you nearby you will have nothing to worry. Just follow my leads carefully, I will give you indications clearly where required. Also since you and me are not related throughout the journey, you will have nothing with you, so I want you to be very dependant on the people inside the general compartment for all types of things. I leave it all to you, but make sure you excite all the cheap hungry men and let them enjoy you. Don't worry about any consequences, as I will always be there, just let things happen and you can freely do and say whatever makes you horny.
 
purva: ok, Ramu
 
Ramu: So once we are ready to board i will get in first and you should just follow me. I will make sure I find an appropriate place for us to start the adventure. Just stop with me and keep it going.
 
purva: okay...
 
Ramu: I am so damn excited about this purva. All the people will be really skeptical about you and looking at your completely sore body and your cheap attire, and the fact that you boarded into a general compartment that goes to a cheap village will certainly create arousal and increase their curiosity to know about you. It's going to be super duper hot!
 
purva: yes Ramu, I am sure it's going to be really hot and cheap!
 
As they were getting near the railway station, both purva and ramu were getting increasingly horny. It was such a vulgar and erotic idea and purva's pussy was completely damp with all the sexual feelings building up inside her. It was clear to her by now that she loved to be in such a helpless situation as a subject of lust to all kinds of horny, dirty perverted men. Also boarding a general compartment meant that she was completely within bounds of such a crowded space with absolutely nowhere to go. It made her more and more horny and she was getting restless to start the adventure.
 
In a few minutes they reached the station and saw that the train was already standing on the platform, albeit the station was kind of empty as not many boarded a train from this station that mostly encompassed trains going to remote parts of the country.
 
Ramu: "ok purva, you go to the toilet and remove the saree. You can just leave it there in the toilet as you don't the saree anymore"
 
Purva: "ok ramu"
 
Saying that purva went into the toilet and came out of it after a minute. Looking at purva in such a cheap and exposing attire just made his erection harder as he felt it inevitable to walk without a boner. He looked at purva and said, "wow purva, you are really looking like a whore, i wonder how people are going to treat you in that cheap little general compartment".
 
Purva was extremely nervous, but getting hornier by the minute. Now that she was wearing next to nothing in such a public setup made her even more hotter. The cheap railway station surroundings made her go crazy and she was willing to go to her limits for pleasing all the men including Ramu.
 
As they walked on the platform to the general compartment, purva realized that all the eyes were on her and her completely exposed ripe body. She was wearing only a miniskirt that just covered her most precious snatch and that bulgy ass and a tank top that managed to cover her luscious boobs that could stand up even without a bra. The fact that she was not even wearing any undergarments made her conscious as she knew from the looks of her dress, people would immediately recongnize so. As they started to reach the section that consisted of multiple general compartment boogies, she realized what she was getting into. It was 2 pm in the afternoon and the compartments were completely packet with all kinds of cheap people. As they were walking in inches distance she could see all kinds of hungry men squatted at the entrance to the boogies amazed at what they were getting to see. She felt like a whore who getting paraded waiting to be sold to the rightful owner.
 
The cheapness of the compartments was what made her go weak in her knees. Each and every compartment was completely crowded with all kinds of men who were smoking beedis, brushing their teeth, gargling water, eating as cheaply as possible and all such village acts. The fact that in a few seconds she was going to be made to be with them throughout the journey brought goosebumps to her. And even though she didn't know look them straight in the eye, she knew people were getting extremely horny and lustful looking at her cheap voluptuous body as she roamed around in her tiny little outfit. She knew people were intently looking at her beautiful body and banging her with their eyes and she was beginning to lose her pussy juices at a greater pace.
 
As they neared the start of one more boogie, Ramu whispered to purva, "let's get into this one".
 
As they stopped, she could not help but witness what was going to happen to her. The whole compartment was extremely crowded and at the very entrance, there were a couple of guys who were probably 22-23 who were smoking beedis and talking loudly in some language. As soon as they saw purva, they openly exclaimed which clearly showed that they were startled by the look of a purva. They would have certainly identified her as a married woman, but the fact that she looked all brutally bangd and with such tiny clothes must have made them squeal with excitement and lust.
 
As they continued smoking their bodies, while making sure to completely bang her with their eyes pinned at each and every part of her mature voluptuous body, they said, "kahan jana hai bhabhi ji?"
 
As Ramu was going to enter the compartment first, he said, "bhayya hume gaderi jaana hoga, jagah milega?"
 
The guys were obviously confused about purva being in such a condition with a guy like Ramu. They said, "haan bhayya, jagah ban jayegi aa jao andar".
 
As Ramu forced himself into the boogie which was full to like three times its normal capacity, he was sure this was going to be extreme humiliation and sexual kink for purva. He was getting really horny and restless for all of it to start. As he got in, one of the guys said, "bhabhi chalo aao andar". Saying that he caught her hand and pulled her into them. As he pulled purva in, her body became completely crushed between the two guys as both of them completely felt her up. They must have realized immediately that purva didn't have any underclothing as one of them immediately pinched her ass and the other almost inserted his finder into her pussy. That's it, thought purva. The perverted erotic journey was about to start.
 
She looked at them, and acted as if she really disliked their behaviour as she grimmaced on their actions. She then made her way forward through the crowd to follow Ramu as each and every guy made sure to feel some part of her lusty body. The young lads to followed purva as they didn't want to be away from her. They knew they had hit jackpot.
 
As Ramu moved ahead searching for a perfect place to execute the adventure, purva followed him being helplessly groped and enjoyed by all kinds of men. The compartment was stinking in all possible smells as people just went about their business. She could see a bunch of old men were consuming some local liquor and smoking beedis, a group of men playing cards while loudly laughing and talking, as a group of men were eating vada pao in the most inhumane manner.
 
Ramu walked a few metres with utmost difficulty to get through the crowd and then stopped at a certain row. Purva was a nearby him and she stopped with him too. There she could see that about 12 guys occupied the berths in various positions some sleeping, some sitting and sleeping, some people just looking blankly all around. As they stood there, purva was completely drenched in sweat and almost felt like covering her nose due to unbearable foul smell emanating from the cheap general compartment.
 
As she stood there she realized she could not hold onto any support as she was right in the middle surrounded by all types of men who were intently staring at her and her body. For all the guys, it was like a dream. Never would they have imagined such a sexy lady boarding the general compartment and be one among them, that too in such a cheap attire. As all the men lustily feasted on her sexy body, Ramu started to feel his dream coming true. He keenly observed each and everyone as they shamelessly looked at her body. Some looked at her face, some her slightly exposed midriff, some her luscious thighs as they had bite marks and hand marks all over. Every guy enjoyed by looking at that part of purva which he had a fetish for. Ramu knew that they were all fantasizing of fucking her and banging her brutally and he loved that.
 
As Purva stood there completely drenched in sweat, she was breathing heavily resulting from the extremely erotic situation. Even when the train stood still, she could feel guys were nonchalantly trying to get under her skirt. She could feel hands roaming over her ass as a couple of guys dared to even get underneath it and feel her butt cheeks. She wanted to take it slow, so she would just act as if she was irritated by their advances and would just look at them with an fake angry face. She knew it was going to be one heck of a journey.
 
After a minute or so, the train started moving. Purva felt it was metaphorical to how her life had gained speed in the last month or so. In just a month, Purva had transformed to such a cheap characterless slut ready to do anything to please cheap men. This journey and the days she was going to spend as a performer in the village is going to be a really splendid experience for her, as she would initate her journey of becoming a performer and entertainer for one and all.
 

[creepyfoofaji]

As train started to gain speed, Purva felt she was going to paralyse as everyone stared at Purva's fat heaving boobs whilst her nipples continued to try and poke holes in the thin material of her tight pink tank top. Her tiny black frilly skirt with polka dots was not exactly a micro mini but barely covered her round bottom. Although she had had many such humiliating experiences in the past few weeks when she had to walk naked in the slum to reach Salim?s garage and to have to walk topless with Pushkar had been bad enough but she had known it would only be short lived. But to have to execute Ramu?s lustful plan of making her go out dressed like a cheap whore on a fourteen hour journey in a train?s general compartment now seemed like a marathon and was too much to bear even for Purva. She had never been so scared in her life before. She knew that these vile people would have this mental picture of her for the rest of their lives. But that was not her main concern. She knew she had willingly put herself in this danger and had given away the option to back off. She knew she was going to be gang bangd on her journey and would be lucky to get out of the train alive. She could feel her tears rising, the words sticking in her throat. The general compartment bogie was full of all sorts of people. She could see how they looked at her. She did not have a black eye or any major bruises on her face, but the smaller bruises, hickeys, bite and hand marks on her milky white body that she shamelessly displayed like a badge of honour on her body made it amply obvious that she had been slapped around. She was only too aware of the looks she was receiving.

Purva felt herself being passed on to a gleeful mob excited to see this tasty treat of delicious female meat that had appeared almost naked from out of nowhere into the midst of this cheap general compartment train. As she was passed along she could feel her semi naked body being touched at all the places. It happened so randomly that Purva didn?t have a chance to react. There were almost 500 men in that compartment & Purva knew that even if fifty of them bangd her she would be dead.

Purva knew that had she dressed properly like a respectable woman that she once was, one snooty stare could scare these dirty men away and keep their hands to themselves at least for some time. But the image she presented today was much more than what the men must be used to; gone was the self assured, confident, attractive and respectable trophy housewife of an upper middle class man; to be replaced by a cheap cock sucking, cum drinking fuck slut. Her dress, or the lack of it, seemed to have been purchased from a roadside bargain stall where dresses looked attractive only when they were new and later the stitches and fittings split up. The tacky dress was a size too small and titillated the testosterones of the entire general compartment and every man wanted to grope her. Purva knew she was a sight as everyone gave her a top to down look. Men were pushing & shoving each other to get a better view & everyone was trying to come further ahead in the crowd to enjoy the shameless display of this beautiful married woman?s ripe and luscious body.

Purva couldn?t see where she was going but was visibly scared to death & panicking as she tried to push her way through the crowd and tried her best to follow Ramu who was trying to secure a berth to sit. Ramu and Purva looked like an unlikely couple. Ramu looked like just one of the few hundred other low class passengers in that bogie. Purva on the other hand looked like a cheap tart that had been picked up for the afternoon, and instead of taking her into a room, her client had brought this whore into a passenger train for some cheap thrill and excitement.
She stared straight in front of her, but out of the corner of her eye, she could see the effect she was having on everyone. Both men and women openly stared at her. The look of anger and disgust in the eyes of women, people with families and older couples was only reflective of how Purva?s morally decadent character had bypassed all the norms of the society by exhibiting her ripe and mature body like a rack of meat in a cheap passenger train?s general compartment offering her most virtuous and private parts, which not so long ago were the exclusive gifts of her husband Tarun, were exposed for the most disgustingly voyeuristic and titillating pleasure of all and sundry. Some men had smirking looks of pity on their faces and there were others with blatant leering and whistling to show their excitement to see a half naked woman dressed like a prostitute. She was only too aware of the looks; the stares were burning into her skin as everyone hovered around her to catch a glimpse of her assets on display.

In the process, countless hands crawled over her body; groping her bum, arse, caressing her waist & flat tummy while most were crushing her breasts. The entire act seemed choreographed as if Purva was intuitively instigating the crowd to devour the fleshy charms of this class less slut of a whore.

In just a month?s time, her once virtuous cunt had become a free for all whore pussy. She knew she was uncomfortable but what freaked her out was how could she be so shamelessly horny and turned on in such a scary situation; her face flushed with shame thinking that she was in a filthy enclosed space in a semi naked state surrounded by at least five hundred men. Her luscious body was on display and she was continuously being rubbed and molested by strangers. Purva felt so horrified that she could subconsciously feel promising herself to not only give the best pleasure to Kapil and Sunil on their marriage and make them men for all that she is worth of, but she she would also dance to all the cheap Bhojpuri songs like one of those cheap item dancers and will do everything else and more, if she managed to get out of this train alive.

This realization immediately brought her attention to the fact that women, children and people with families started to leave the train compartment in disgust and sensing trouble. Disapproval from these poorest of low class women was evident in the way these women grimaced, flinched and snivelled to themselves whilst looking at her with contempt. Soon enough, she could not see any other woman in the entire bogie. Purva was really stuck now, she could see Ramu had climbed on to the top berth like a monkey. He opened his bag and took out a digital camera, aimed it at her, and was now taking in her discomfort, smiling to himself as unseen hands of a jostling crowd pushed, prodded and brushed against Purva?s slutty body. Purva couldn?t help but notice that Ramu?s camera looked pretty similar to the one that was used to record her gangbang by Pushkar and his gang in their hut the other night. She was running out of options, she had to think fast. Purva?s train of nervous thoughts reminded her of Ramu?s advice in the auto when he had told her to go with the flow, learn from the general compartment experience as well as enjoy all of it.

Purva was not too sure of how she was going to enjoy this experience but she knew that the consequences of not following Ramu?s advice could be fatal if the crowd got violent. So, she had no other option but to be comfortable, friendly and socialize with all the cheap men, be one among them, completely belong to them and talk to them in a way that will make them more lustful for her and then they will reveal their true colors. As it is, she didn?t have anything with her. The little cash she had carried was in Ramu?s bag and as she had been explained by Ramu in the auto, she was dependant on these people inside the general compartment for all types of things, so had to make sure to excite all the cheap hungry men and let them enjoy her. She knew that she was still feeling ashamed of her situation but the incidents with Sajid and his gang, her experiences with Ramu, Pushkar and his gang had made her so sexually alive, that her body was continuously buzzing with the thrill of it all, irrespective of the shame that accompanied her feelings of excitement. She had begun to understand that shame played a principal part of her excitement, the two opposing feelings going hand in hand. Each of the humiliating experiences she had been subjected to by these low class men was leading to a diminishing shame quotient in her personality. Purva realized the full extent of her submission and the humiliation at being displayed only caused her pussy to continue to moisten.

Ramu had made it amply clear to Purva that they were not related throughout the journey and he will have nothing to do with her. As the train compartment got crowded, Purva was getting sandwiched from all sides. The faceless crowd was molesting her from all sides and she could not do anything. She had already realized that Ramu had deceived her into thinking that she didn?t need to worry about consequences. But given the situation she was now in, she had no option but to give him a benefit of doubt and make sure that she obeyed Ramu?s instructions like a dutiful housewife as she struggled through the crowd to make sure that she was as close to Ramu as possible. She was scared like never before...She was in a truly dangerous situation and was hoping against hope for some hint or signal from Ramu about her next move that would at least make her experience less punishing if not less shameful. However, Ramu had now become pretty confident of his authority over Purva. He and his friend Pushkar had already poisoned this once virtuous maiden with their sexual prowess and had recorded the pleasures of her destruction for their perverted pleasures and were least bothered about who they shared the captured moments of her promiscuity with. Ramu had made Purva shed her inhibitions this far and was determined to further push her down towards her descent from a rich upper middleclass trophy housewife to a cheap full fledged prostitute by making her dance to his tunes on his beck and call.
Purva was dressed to bring any man?s lust into a state of rage and Ramu was certainly boiling with lust as he waited to see how Purva was going to react and handle the situation for the next 12-13 hours to save herself from so many low class men from banging her. He himself had assumed the role of a seasoned cameraman as she captured her discomforting predicament from the top berth. Purva had succeeded in following his leads by letting him record her helplessness from the top berth?s vantage point as she excited all the cheap hungry men by exposing her milky white body and letting them rub their bodies with hers in the crowded train. Stuck in this crowded train and surrounded by a mad crowd, she could rationalize that the only way for her to save herself from any physical contact was to enjoy the moment, not resist the gropes and make herself as easily available to anyone and everyone as possible. She knew that resistance was only going to make the experience mor harrowing; might as well enjoy the situation. Purva didn?t have money or anything else so was now dependant on the people inside the general compartment. She couldn't deny she didn't need the attention. Her slit was running with her juice, she was wiggling around in between the faceless crowd, quietly grimacing and snivelling to herself. Her clit was screaming; desperate for attention, her body twanging with pent up desire. Electricity coursed through her, connecting sexual organs, continually making her all too aware of what was required, sex sex and more sex please, thanks for asking.


She pondered on Ramu?s advice to just let things happen and to freely do and say whatever makes her horny.
As Purva rested her hip on a seat handle to her right, she accidentally touched a hand. So she stood upright again and looked down to apologize to the person. But the person looked at Purva in the eye and grinned widely. It was clear that he enjoyed the feel of her ass. Even as she was looking at him, he nudged his partner and whispered something in his ears. The other person too looked at her and then both seemed to look at her rock hard nipples tearing through her tank top. She looked towards Ramu imploringly for some cue but Ramu was intermittently looking at her and had a satisfied smirk on his face as he captured Purva?s battered expressions awaiting her body?s destruction by all these cheap men in the train.

Purva knew she was trapped. She knew most men in the compartment would be the same as the ones sitting to her right. She looked around with the hope for some help. The only other lady she could see in the compartment was standing a couple of meters ahead of her amongst a crowd full of men. The dress she wore indicated that she was from a lower middle class background. She was at least 3-4 inches shorter than Purva and very skinny. She slowly made an eye contact with the woman. She looked around with some difficulty. Purva looked at her with moist eyes and pointing towards the man behind her. She got the message Purva wanted her to know. But to her shock, the woman turned around and even moved forward slightly, distancing herself further away and making her way out of the compartment. She did not want to get involved in this.

"God help me!" Purva screamed in her head. She was now the only woman in a train compartment; dressed to be fucked, surrounded by about 200-300 men of all ages, shoulder to shoulder, back to front, hand over hands. She tried to turn away slightly, but could not do so as she felt a pair of hands on her waist preventing her movement. His hand came back up to the seat rod but instead of holding it, it cupped her breast. The other hand strayed around her ass and slowly moved to her hip. Purva stood still as the man?s hand turned around from her boobs and rested both his palms on her ass. Staying that way for some time, the hand started moving slowly all over her ass-cheeks. Purva gripped the vertical bar firmly. Soon the person had both his hands squeezing and massaging her rear. As she turned her head to the left, the two men were still staring intently at her exposed navel and boobs covered in thin top. The little hope she had disappeared when the two men looked at the hands running along her rear and started giggling. As the man groped her from behind, they both knew she would not be able to resist for long.

Suddenly the train jerked hard and everyone lurched forward. That was when she felt something on her ass and a loud gasp escaped her mouth. Purva was careful not to raise any alarm. She knew it was not a hand. The man behind her was leaning over her and had put his entire weight on her. Purva tried to glance at the guy but realised she could not without turning her whole body towards him. Almost against her better judgement, she turned a little to her right. Purva looked back with some difficulty at the person. He looked back at her plainly as if nothing was going on. She felt the man?s hand reach for his cock and flattening it against his stomach so that he could rub his entire length against her ass crack. The man moved his pelvis to the right along with Purva and his cock had found the slot into her ass crack over her skirt.


The man was pushing Purva from behind and she could feel his long hard dick in her butt crack. Within no time, he was pushing his entire body?s weight on to Purva, and she had to lean forward pressing her boobs to the back of the man before her. Purva tried to balance herself but suddenly felt the hard rod giving another jerk from behind as she fell on the guy standing in front of her and her boobs got crushed on his back. Purva was so blank that she didn?t know if she was pretending or she actually was helpless. She knew that she didn?t have a choice and couldn?t do anything; not wanting to know what she would have done had she had the choice to get out of this situation. She had been in such situations in the past as well. Her mind was racing fast and she couldn?t help bemusing herself that she had reached the crescendo by travelling in a general compartment like a sleazy fifty rupee whore following her past experiences starting with Sajid and Rasul and then Ramu and his cousins and Pushkar and his gang of friends.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity the guy in front turned around facing Purva and started palming her boobs and having fun. Soon enough both the men gained confidence that she was helpless and was not going to raise alarm. Purva was holding onto the vertical handle bar and her grip on the handle tightened as the man behind her started running his hands over her flat belly. Very soon he was circling her belly button. She craned her neck towards Ramu and could see his excitement through the camera as he recorded Purva giving unimaginable pleasure to the unknown strangers.

Purva kept as much a straight face as possible but her heart skipped a beat when the man in front ran his fingers into her tight skirt. Purva bent further down in an effort to prevent him find his way into her panty-less love canal. She struggled to muffle her moans as she saw the wicked smile on the ugly man?s face and she pleaded him silently "Please don't do that?.

The man smirked wickedly in surprise as he touched her soft pubic hair and now knew she was not wearing panties. Purva?s wet pussy was already begging for more and with the man?s rock hard cock pointing right at the crack of her ass, she almost involuntarily gasped for breath and pushed her ass hard against his groin and that feeling drew her nuts. Whatever little resistance she could show had slowly turned into cooperation. By this time, he was humping her pretty hard but slow. Purva had always been a very sexed up woman and she knew that it was only a matter of time when the slut out of her will blow the last shreds of her modesty into smithereens.

Thankfully for Purva the man in front changed his mind and moved his hands away from her love mound. But soon he palmed her breasts and started to squeeze and maul her boobs. The men who till now had been pretending that things were happening because of no space, had now started doing it deliberately. After having played with her boobs for some time, he moved his hands away from Purva?s breasts slightly. But they came back again searching for her nipples over the top. His thumb and first two fingers started pinching her nipples, making them hard and taut. He pinched Purva?s nipples so hard that she had to bite her lips to stop from screaming.

Soon enough, she felt a third hand on her right thigh and looked down. To her shock, it was the man sitting on her right. He had his hand running up and down her thigh and the other hand seemed to be moving rhythmically. As she adjusted her vision out of the dull light in the train, she realized it was his erect dick in his hand. He was masturbating looking at her.

By now the sitting person had his hand under her skirt on her bare inner thigh. His hand moved upwards, reaching centimeters from her crotch. He stuck up his middle finger and brushed her panty-less slit under her skirt. This made Purva weak on her knees and she was about to fall on the floor like a lifeless doll, but the man in front caught her entire body weight from her armpits and picked her up; in the process massaging and squeezing her boobs like he had done never before. Purva too was really horny from all the action. She hid her face into the man?s hairy chest as her body started to respond to his touch and her cunt started to get wetter.

Purva was holding on to the vertical and she could feel someone?s breath on her clean armpits. The man behind her grabbed her by her waist and pulled her back further towards him. This made her lose her balance and she lost the grip of the handle she was holding and her entire weight fell on him. She felt his erection tighten on her ass. He seemed really hard. This man was about the same height as Purva. He now smelt her hair with deep breaths. He caught her long hair and swung it forward lightly and she fell on the guy at the front. It was almost as if both the men were playing badminton and she was the shuttle of their cocks. Both men were now openly giving Purva dry fucks.

Purva could not hold it anymore. She stole a quick glance and made eye contact with both the men at her front and the back. They looked right into one another?s eyes, mouths serious and a silent agreement was made ?let?s be grownups and just have some harmless fun!? As soon as Purva was back in position, the man sitting on her left brought ran his fingers into her skirt again and grabbed her dripping cunt under her tight skirt.

Here she was in a crowded general compartment of a passenger train with one man fondling her breasts hard and a rock hard cock rubbing against her ass and a hand finger fucking Purva. She lowered her raised left arm, moved a few inches away from the man in front and found the bulge of his cock.

The man behind started hump into her tight ass crack even harder and she pumped the man in front with her hand. His fingers were tweaking Purva?s nipples and as the guy sitting on her left fingered her clit, her pussy juices had begun to leak. At this moment she really did not care who was watching and who was not! Purva squirmed, gave out an audible moan and shuddered, cumming like no tomorrow. Seconds later, the man behind gave five to six hard pushes and came right in his pants.


But it was not long before her face ran ice cold as the bastard in front tried to outrage her further by trying to remove the straps of her top off her shoulders. Purva resisted a bit and silently thanked the man for understanding as he withdrew his hand.

But to her surprise the hand then caught hold of Purva's hand. So she looked to find what he wanted from her hand. Soon she found her fingers now touching his swollen cock head under his track pants, as his other hand frantically shagged it. Before she could realize what was happening, he released his load on Purva?s fingers. He then guided her hand to her face. The man wanted Purva to lick it. But she turned away, making him wipe his sticky semen on her cheeks. Purva tried to wipe it off with her shoulders turning it into a thin coat from her shoulder on to her tank top. Humiliated beyond belief, she saw a large rope of cum on her thighs and skirt from the man who was sitting on her left and finger fucking her. Ramu?s camera recorded the content look on the man?s face sitting quietly with his eyes closed with traces of cum outlining his greasy track pants as Purva wiped the gooey cum on her hand and thighs with her skirt trying to avoid eye contact with anyone.

[Shakespear]

Great story. Finally found the historical story of purva.

[Parvati Khan]

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[sri7869]

Good story