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ddey333 · 07-11-2022, 03:22 PM

All the men have a good time with Purva.

As they continued to chatter and drink their whiskey, Purva was feeling out of place. She did not have any context on their gossip and they all seemed into it, the usual brotherly love. Of course, Purva’s presence was acknowledged only by the lustful stares of all the guests in between their chatter. She was sitting on Mushtaq’s lap with her head resting on her husband’s chest. She was feeling as womanly as possible with the current setup as it was. Mushtaq was nonchalantly playing with her nipples with his one hand while consuming chicken and whiskey with the other, as he enjoyed the brotherly chatter with his friends. She was indeed reduced to her true self, an object of utmost desire and lust, all packed in one nude gaudy package. She of course, did not want others to think that she wasn’t really enjoying, so she pleasantly smiled along whenever the guys laughed out loud. “Murgha khayegi raand?”, her husband asked her with love while still mauling at her tits. “Nhi ji, aap log kha lijiye, mein baad me khaungi…aap logon ko kam nhi padhni chahiye na…”, she replied. “Arre bhabhi, aise kya baat hui…hum kha lenge, tu bhi kha le humare saath…”, said Sajid. Mushtaq too asked her to eat as she wished, but purva was adamant that she would eat later and that the chicken was only cooked for the guests and her husband for the party. She said, “daaru k saath chicken achha rahega Sajid ji, aap log maze lijiye, mein baad me kuch kha lungi…”. All the others smiled pleasantly at purva for her kind words while still lusting at her exposed body parts. Mushtaq said, “achha, chal yeh toh tu khatam kar…”, as he passed the piece of chicken with the bone that he had almost completed and proceeded to feed it to Purva with the left hand that was till now enjoying his wife’s tits. Like a loyal wife, Purva continued to eat off the remaining piece that her husband fed to her. It was of course, very humiliating for her to do that especially in front of the guests but she knew Mushtaq wanted to do it. She felt good with way Mushtaq satisfied his kinks. “Achhe se baithna randi…koi dikkat nhi”, he said as he spread her legs slightly in front of the guests so that they could get an unobstructed view of her bald vagina. It was clear that Mushtaq loved to treat his wife as a piece of meat, humiliating her in front of his friends. The latest being feeding her with the pieces of meat that had already been finished by her husband. As they continued the chatter on all the slum gossip, Mushtaq continued to do the deed of feeding her the left over piece of chicken to his dear wife, until she had sucked the silly thing dry. The part that Purva felt really humiliating was that he would continue to play with her boobs with the same hand while he ate the new piece with his right hand. He would then use the left hand to feed her and so it continued. Purva was feeling very hot with the humiliation that she was subjected to right in front of everyone. Her boobs were now being covered chicken gravy as he fed his wife the remnant chicken pieces that hardly had any meat on them and used the same hand to lust over her boobs. This was of course acknowledged by the guests as they would glance over her boobs and see them being decorated with the chicken. They couldn’t help but laugh slightly with amusement as Mushtaq continued the act repeatedly. Purva was really beginning to like this humiliating experience as the guests received perverted pleasure in seeing the urban housewife reduced to a piece of trash whore. Purva made sure the plates were replenished with chicken as the guests took to enjoying the evening with booze and cards. After the chicken was over, the guests and Mushtaq proceeded to wash their hands. Purva had the urge to ask her husband’s permission to wash her boobs off the chicken that Mushtaq had perversely applied on her tits while mauling her, but thought the better of it. He would probably let her know if he wanted her to wash them, she thought.

They seemed to take a break after that and got back to gossip. Seeing Purva was again getting bored due to the gossip unknown to her and also because he wanted to watch it, Kabul said, “Sajid bhayya, Mushtaq ji aur bhabhi ka shaadi ka video dekhenge na abhi…”. Sajid said, “arre haan, woh toh mein bhool hi gya, sorry bhabhi…”. Purva was excited to watch the video herself, and she also knew how the others wanted to watch it, although she was sure they had already seen it earlier. She was sure all of her was perfectly recorded by the cameramen, who recorded their marriage. Sajid made the arrangements to play the CD in the player that he had brought over from Javed, the local film-maker and camera guy. Once again, purva settled onto Mushtaq’s lap who nonchalantly kept running his hands all over Purva’s nude form while the guests heartily looked on. The video started and all of them were in a jolly mood. Of course, the guys were all very tipsy from the whiskey and she could sense it even in Mushtaq, who was starting to maul her tits roughly. The guys too loosened their tongues a little bit as the whiskey made them feel less shy and more horny in Purva’s nude and humiliated presence. They all clapped when Purva had changed into the transparent burkha in the video and Purva reacted with happy smiles. She certainly loved the moment when it happened and the moment that was now. She felt she was lucky to have experienced such naughty and erotic pleasures. The video was of course focused entirely on Purva once she was in the transparent burkha and nothing underneath. As the video moved to the part where Purva was dancing solo on one of the fast beat bhojpuri songs, one could not live without appreciating the movement of her huge boobs and ass. It seemed like one camera had recorded her front, while one her back as the video alternated between both the angles. Her boobs were jumping in all possible directions from the awkward dance movements that Purva demonstrated to one and all. Pervez, one of Sajid’s nephews said, “bhabhi, tu kabhi bra ya panty mat pehnna, tujhe suit hi nhi karta woh sab”, he said beaming with laughter. Sajid said, “arre ab toh bra aur panty kya, Mushtaq bhai isse kuch bhi nhi pehnne dega…“. Saying so, all the men joined in on happy laughter as Purva became red with happy embarrassment. Mushtaq looked at purva as they exchanged happy smiles with each other. Holding her boobs tightly, Mushtaq proceeded to put a rough lip kiss to his dear wife who was still on his lap with her head resting on her hubby’s chest. Seeing them, Sajid said, “Mushtaq bhai lag rha hai, ab jald hi hume bahar nikaal denge…hahaha”. The video ended with the last image being that of Mushtaq carrying Purva on his shoulder to Salim’s garage for their first night. The video was perfect Purva thought, and she was sure it was edited well enough so that Purva was completely covered in the video. She said, “Sajid ji, yeh cd hume de do na…mein aur Mushtaq ji baad me dekhenge”. Sajid of course said, “haan kyun nhi bhabhi, rakh lo aap ke paas…yeh cd player bhi baad me de dena, koi dikkat nhi hai”.

ddey333 · 07-11-2022, 05:33 PM

After some more time of playing cards and some more liquor, the guests proceeded to leave. By then Mushtaq had already been tipsy and he started to maul Purva roughly in front of the guests. Sajid was quick to realize it as he knew how Mushtaq would be really horny after liquor. He signalled to Purva that they will leave on the pretext of some work and then Mushtaq could have Purva as he wanted. Purva bid farewell to each one of the guests, who did not mind groping her as they were under the influence of alcohol. Each of them hugged Purva for a good long while, making sure to feel each of her private parts. Pervez who was mostly silent during the party, could not control his lust over her, and while bidding farewell, he quickly held one of Purva’s boobs in his hands and proceeded to cup it in his mouth to lick off the chicken from her breasts. Purva, though taken aback initially, started to laugh at his cute actions. Mushtaq too laughed heartily at the scene and gave a playful slap on his left cheek, while Pervez continued to lick her right tits vigorously. Kabul who had already bid farewell to Purva by just hugging her and slapping her ass, was hitting himself looking at his brother enjoy the nude damsel. Luckily, Mushtaq saw the disappointed expression on his face and said, “abe ro mat, tu bhi le le uski dusri side…”. Ecstatic and delighted at Mushtaq’s words, Kabul too mauled Purva’s boobs with his hands before grabbing her tits into his mouth. Both Kabul and Pervez continued to lick the Purva’s tits clean for a good couple of minutes as they wished completely smothering her tits with their saliva. Purva was of course enjoying the sensations it gave her, but she was more happy for the young lads who were enjoying her boobs. She liked that she made the young souls happy. After all, the purpose of their visit was to land a chance on touching the nude Purva, but they surely got better than they expected. The other guys continued to laugh as the young lads continued to slurp and lick Purva’s nipples. The chicken was of course completely licked off by now. Sajid said, “abey bass bhi karo bhai…pura tum log kha loge toh Mushtaq bhai ko kuch nhi milega…” as the guys laughed to his words. Just when Kabul started to bite at her tits, which caused Purva to jump up suddenly and squeal with pain, Mushtaq said, “haan bass, ab chalo saalon rehne de randi ko…”, and pulled both of them away from Purva’s boobs. The lads still lusting over Purva’s ripe boobs, reluctantly stepped away from her. The sight there was extremely erotic, as Purva’s boobs were glistening with the saliva from both the lads. They had completely smothered her boobs with their saliva evidently going mad with lust for the nude whore. “sorry bhabhi, thoda jyaada ho gya kya?”, they said to her. Purva of course loved the experience but playfully said, “haan nhi toh? aise thodi kar loge bhabhi k saath” in a serious tone. The lads too thought she was being serious, but when Purva broke into laughter and ruffled their hairs lovingly, they hugged her once more and bid farewell to her and Mushtaq ji. Mushtaq ji then playfully pulled both their ears and said, “baad me dekhunga tumhe”. As the left, Mushtaq and Purva came onto the road to bid farewell to the guests as they hopped on to their cycles. Purva was still nude and whorish as well as covered with saliva on her tits from her latest exploitation. It was dark and there was not much of a crowd anyway, so Purva thought it was not a big deal to be naked in such a gaudy appearance on the road for a while. They waved to the guests as they cycled way through to the end of the road and then came back into the house.

“Sahi randi hai tu…”, Mushtaq said to Purva and proceeded to kiss her roughly. He wanted to fuck her right away, but it was already 10 pm, and he was aware that his dear wife did not have her dinner. So he said, “achha tu khana kha le aur tayyar ho ja…”. She needed no other confirmation. Purva thought Mushtaq would probably want her to wash her tits after Pervez and Kabul enjoyed her, but after Mushtaq denied her to do so, she simply wiped her boobs with her hands. She then proceeded to make herself a few rotis as Mushtaq freshened up a little bit, getting ready for the night fuck with his damsel. Purva too finished all her chores quickly, as she washed all the utensils, removed the mat on the floor and putting it back and they settled on the bed. The light was switched off, as Purva was enjoyed by his hubby. Of course, Purva needed no foreplay as she was always wet in her pussy. Mushtaq proceeded to kiss her passionately as he slept on top of Purva completely ravaging her. He then fucked her roughly, penetrating deep into her as he slapped her with lust. Purva loved when Mushtaq would go mad with lust on her and she responded back with equal passion as both husband and life made love to each other. Finally, Mushtaq came inside her as they both momentarily rested on the bed with Mushtaq completely over Purva’s torso. He was still overcome with lust as he continued kissing his wife passionately and slapping her a couple of times. “Randi, tere ko mein itna pyaar karta hu ki tujhe har din, har pal aise pyaar du…tu kamaal hai…tu meri randi hai…“. purva still under the clutches of her husband responded lovingly, “Mushtaq ji, mein kismat wali hu ki mujhe itna pyaar karne wala pati mila hai…aap ke pyaar mein bhi utna hi chahti hu jitna aap mujhe dete ho”, saying so the couple once again kissed passionately. “ja, tu bhosda dhoke aa”, he said to her wife. Purva quickly washed her vagina that was leaking of Mushtaq’s love juices, while Mushtaq put on his lungi. The couple then hugged each other tightly, with Mushtaq tightly grabbing his wife’s boobs. He always loved to do that to Purva while sleeping. Purva of course loved the feeling that she belonged completely to him, and felt so whenever Mushtaq did this. During this time, Mushtaq and Purva would open up their souls to each other. They would talk about a wide variety of things while Mushtaq would occasionally give her rough lip kisses, reach for her pussy and pinch it much to Purva’s playful banter. As the night progressed, the couple would eventually fall asleep hugging each other in an embrace. Most of the time, Mushtaq would be all over Purva with both his hands tightly grabbing his wife’s boobs and his legs completely over Purva’s torso. Purva loved the lust and care she was showered with by her dear husband, and the couple would happily go to sleep.

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 11:45 AM

Purva is told her place by the slum women.

The next morning, Purva woke up first. The time on the clock said 7 am. she was tightly surrounded in the clutches of Mushtaq, so she slowly got out of it lest she wake him up. Her boobs were all red with marks from her husband’s fingers. Of course, during the night, Mushtaq would tightly grab his wife boobs, and this was bound to happen everyday she thought. Purva then went on to do her daily chores. Mushtaq had commanded her that she shouldn’t brush her teeth before he did, and she was also not allowed to wash her face without his permission. So she skipped both. She was feeling a little clumsy now, as she hadn’t had a bath yesterday. Added to that was all the nasty things that had been done to her by her husband as well as the two lads yesterday. She began to feel the smell of sweat emanating from her body, which her husband had mentioned that he dearly loved. He called it swachh sugandh or the natural aroma that he wanted this wife to possess and that’s why he had commanded her not to take a bath until he said so. She also checked her armpits and observed that hair was growing at a good pace. She too, like her husband, started to believe that sweat would induce more hair growth. At this rate, she would grow a lot of hair in her armpits, and she began to wonder how ridiculous it would make her look with so much hair there, but none in her pussy.

Mushtaq usually woke up at around 8 am. So she had some time to quickly get all the things ready for the morning ritual. Yesterday, Mushtaq told Purva where she would need to go to get milk while returning from the market. So, she kissed on her husband’s check as he was still asleep. She then opened the door still naked and quickly put on the transparent burkha. She received a couple of stares from random people, but it wasn’t a big deal. The burkha hid nothing anyway so she was naked anyway for all practical purposes. She closed the door behind her, locking it and then set off for buying milk with a can in her hand. While walking on the road, she was greeted with whistles and comments from the passersby. Mostly, they consisted of the working young and the old men who took a stroll in the early hours. The road to the milk booth was probably about half a kilometer. Mushtaq had said that he didn’t mind accompanying her for getting the milk by riding her on his cycle, but she denied his help. She said that she wanted to prepare the ritual Mushtaq had planned, before he woke up and that the ritual would be the first thing that Mushtaq would do.

As she neared the milk booth, she saw that the line in the queue was pretty long. All of them were women from the households who were waiting similarly like purva with a can in their hands. As she walked towards the queue, the women started murmuring much to Purva’s embarrassment. She could see the looks of disgust on each of the woman’s faces as the news of Purva’s arrival in the next to nothing outfit had traveled across the queue, as all of them turned behind and gave her that look. Purva did as much as placing the can in front of her vagina so at least her pussy was covered. As she joined the line, the murmuring was more evident. Purva tried to be as casual as possible giving the impression that she really did not care, but deep inside she was slightly concerned with the expressions the women bore on their faces when they saw her in the nude outfit. Of course all of the women were also from the slums, but they were of course conservatively dressed. Most of them were wearing sarees, and a couple of them burkhas, while Purva was virtually naked under the transparent burkha.

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 12:14 PM

Just as the disgusting looks began to subside, or so Purva thought, the woman in front turned behind and gave her one more disgusting look from top to bottom. When Purva caught her gaze, she said, “isse achha toh puri nangi ho jaati, randi kahin ki”. Saying that, she figuratively spit on the ground beside them and turned back. Purva was shocked to hear such words from the woman. Of course, she hadn’t met her anytime before and she was surprised that the woman had such strong emotions to convey to her. There was no doubt that the women in the slums felt that way about her, but this was blatant. It was probably the nature of the people here she thought. More women joined the line behind her and it was clear they shared the same impression of Purva. Just then, an old woman who had already collected her milk came up to her and sharply rebuked her, “Yeh kya pehna hai beti tu ne? tujhe pata bhi hai tera pura badan aage peeche se dikh rha hai?”. Purva could not find an answer and simply lowered her head in embarrassment. One of the women who was standing behind her in the line said, “Arre chhodo dadi maa, yeh randi hai…iski koi ijjat nhi hai…isse koi farak nhi padta kitne mard isse dekhte hai aur kaam chalate hai ispe…besharmi aurat hai yeh…”. To Purva, Sultana looked young. The old woman said, “Sultana yeh galat baat hai, mujhe lagta hai koi mard ne iske saath jabardasti k hai jiss wajah se isko nangi ghumni padh rhi hai, hai na beti?”. Before she could reply, the woman named Sultana quickly replied, “Arre aise kuch nhi dadi maa, yeh bohot besharmi hai…yeh sheher ki raand hai…aur isko bina kapde rehke har mard se sambhog karne me koi sharam nhi aati… kyun randi sachh hai na…bata”, she shouted at Purva. Purva was now becoming really embarrassed. Most of the women in the line had now formed a small circle around the scene, and the fact that she was being abused in all sorts of ways by a woman much younger than her made her very extremely embarrassed. Dadi maa said, “tch tch tch, yeh sheher ki ladkiyan toh aaj kal kuch bhi karne lage…yahan tu kiske saath rehti hai?”, she asked. Again, before she could reply, Sultana interjected “wahi woh Mushtaq ji k saath, unko iske jaise randiyan chodne ka mann hota hai humesha, toh isko biwi bana liya unhone aur yeh besharam aurat aa gayi sheher se aur yahan unki randi bann k baithi hai…bahar aise kapdo me ghumti hai….chii”. Saying that, Sultana came forward and administered a sharp rebuking slap to Purva’s face, that took her by surprise. Frankly, she could see the situation getting out of hand, but this was certainly unexpected. Just when she was recovering from the sting, Sultana gave her two more sharp slaps to each of her cheeks. Dadi maa and the other women finally pulled her back away from Purva as Purva started to have tears in her eyes. The humiliation was too much to endure for her. Unfortunately, there was not a single man who could support Purva and fight for her case there, and she knew she had no point to fight against the ladies. Luckily, Sultana seemed to calm down and stood back in line. She still seemed to be agitated with Purva’s presence and so she screamed loudly, “yeh randi ko sabse aage bhejo aur nikalo isko yahan se…besharmi aurat…randibaazi ki bhi hadd hoti hai…iski toh koi hadd hi nhi hai, kuch bhi kar legi 1 rupaye k liye bhi, sasti raand kahin ki”. Dadi maa then came to her again and said, “jaa ab tu aage ja aur doodh le ke nikal yahan se, nhi toh woh Sultana aur maar degi tujhe…”. She then shouted out to the milkman, “Aye karim, iss aurat ko doodh de de, aur paise mat lena, jaldi bhej de yahan se“. purva quickly passed the line and collected the milk in her can. She still had tears in her eyes and she did not look up at all, lest everyone know she was crying. The milkman secretly took pleasure in seeing Purva almost naked and made efforts to slowly put milk into the can to maximize the time she stood before him in the nude. Finally, she took the can and made way back to her house. On her way back, purva couldn’t help control her tears at the embarrassment she had to face in front of everyone. It did not cross her mind that the women in the slums would be so unaccepting to her nude attire. She definitely did not feel that she would be slapped out in the open. She definitely thought about fighting back, but she was not convinced that she had enough rationale to argue. Of course, the lady had a point that she was a whore, she thought. Did this mean, she had to completely cover her body to buy milk? Would then she be spared of all this trouble? She did not know, but she decided that she would discuss all of this with Mushtaq to figure out the next steps.

Back at home Mushtaq was still sleeping. Purva still dutifully removed the burkha and hung it across the rope before entering the house. As Mushtaq was still sleeping she proceeded to prepare rotis for breakfast and to warm the milk so that it would be ready for the morning ritual for Mushtaq. She still had the incident in her mind, but she did not want to bother Mushtaq with it right away. She thought she’d tell him some time later and he would tell her what to do.

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 01:02 PM

After a while Mushtaq woke up and called out to her, “Randi, aaja mere paas”, he said. Purva dutifully like yesterday took two glasses and put them on a tray. She filled one with the warm milk for Mushtaq, and filled the other with water for herself. She went near Mushtaq and put the tray on the floor, as Mushtaq proceeded to first roughly kiss and lick her lips. She loved how perverted it was given that he had just woken up. He then proceeded to slap her on the face roughly a couple of times owing the lust it evoked in him. Purva ironically felt how the earlier slap by the female had caused tears in her eyes, while these slaps from her hubby causes tears in her pussy. Purva proceeded to remove Mushtaq’s cock out of the lungi and then she put her hands behind her back just as Mushtaq had wanted her to do. Mushtaq then took his glass of milk and started drinking it as he roughly fucked Purva’s mouth. He loved how Purva’s fresh warm mouth felt on his erect cock first thing in the morning. After consuming his milk from the glass, he proceeded to fuck his wife’s mouth with increased pace, roughly pulling her head towards his cock. The sensations that it caused him were just unexplainable as he made every effort to push his shaft completely into his whore’s mouth causing her to choke in between. Finally, it didn’t take Mushtaq long and he conceded his sperm completely into Purva’s mouth. He then slapped her a couple more times, before asking her to open her mouth. He then gargled and spit into her mouth twice. He then said, “badhiya meri raand, pura andar le le aur fir yeh paani pi”. Purva did as commanded and finally got up on her feet. “Maza aaya Mushtaq ji?”, she asked her husband. “Bohot mazaa aaya meri 2 rupayee ki rand, bohot mazaa aaya”, he said pulling her into his lap. He then mauled her boobs a little while and pushed in and out of her pussy for a little bit before letting her get back to her work. Purva said, “aap brush kar ke naha lo Mushtaq ji, fir hum nashta karenge…”.

After coming back from his bath, Mushtaq sat on the bed, while Purva brushed her teeth in front of Mushtaq. While Purva brushed her teeth, Mushtaq checked in on her armpit hair. He too attested to the fact that Purva’s armpit hair was growing very fast. “Mushtaq ji, bohot gandi lagungi kaksh me bohot baal aa gaye toh”. Mushtaq replied, “arre randi, kaksh k baal se itni sundar dikhegi na tu, meri baat maan, ek dum kirrak randi dikhegi tu“. Purva knew he wanted her to look very clumsy and with loads of armpit hair, she would like the cheapest whore. It didn’t seem like Mushtaq wanted Purva to take a bath, so she didn’t bother with it.

As they proceeded to have breakfast while watching the TV, Purva recounted the morning’s milk booth incident to Mushtaq. He listened to everything she had to say. However, all he could say was, “randi, yeh maamla thoda gadhbadh hai, aur isme mein ghus nhi sakta. tum sab aurat ho aur isme mere ghusne se aur kharabi hogi”. purva could understand what he was saying. Given his high stature in the slums, everyone respected Mushtaq bhai for what he stands. If it was any man that misbehaved with Purva, she knew that Mushtaq would fix it immediately, but with women, he did not stand that chance. It was quite a sensitive issue to say the least and Purva felt right not to involve Mushtaq into this whole thing, but rather deal it by herself.

“yeh me samajh sakti hu Mushtaq ji, par woh sab mere upar chadh rahe hai…darr lagta hai ki woh Sultana fir se mujhe maar degi kal sab ke saamne”.

“Arre toh kya hua…dekho tum nangi ghumogi sab k saamne, tumhara mann hai, toh usse pooch ki uss se usko kya dikkat hai. Ek din thappad maaregi, do din thappad maaregi, roz thodi maarti rahegi tujhe woh bhi. Aur aise bhi nhi ki tu ab uski mard se chudd rhi hai…thik h tu randi hai, par ab tu meri biwi hai aur tera bhosda bass mera hai, toh fir uska problem kya hai?”.

Purva felt Mushtaq’s words sensible. “hmmm, aap ki baat sahi hai. parr kya aap ko lagta hai ki mujhe kuch din sahi kapde pehen k jaane chahiye doodh lene?”.

“Arre randi, aise thodi na hota hai…itni kyu darr rhi hai tu? Dekh yahan k aurat tere jaise sheher k aurat jaise nhi hote hai…ladne k liye humesha tayyar rehte hai aur darte nhi hai. Tu bhi bina dare jawab de usse. Agar tu daregi toh woh sab aise hi karenge tere saath. Agar tu kal darr ke sahi kapde pehen k jayegi toh bhi woh tujhe randi bulaake maar sakti hai, kyun?”

“Haan, baat sahi hai aap ka”…

“Haan, toh tu darr mat bilkul bhi, mein toh bolta hu saala kal tu burkha bhi mat pehen aur puri nangi ho kar jaa doodh lene, dekhte hai kya hoga. Agar kisi ne poocha ki nangi kyu hai, bol ki aise nangi ghoomne me mazaa aata hai tujhe, kya karoge. kyun, samjhi meri raand?”

Purva was of the opinion that it would be too aggressive. She was convinced that wearing decent clothes the very next day would mean she was intimidated by the women’s treatment of her today. Moreover, like Mushtaq said, it wouldn’t still mean that the ladies would then stop behaving like that with her. But being completely naked would entail a lot of risk, she thought.

“Mushtaq ji, yeh toh galat ho jayega, aise puri nangi gaye toh saari aurat chadh jayenge mere upar, bohot maar khaungi”

“Dekh randi, tu nangi ghoom k kuch galat nhi kar rhi…aur tujhe kitne din maar denge? roz aise thodi maarte rahenge, kyun? Agar woh auratein tujhe maarte hai, toh woh log hi galti kar rahe hai…fir sarpanch k paas hi chale jayenge apan, samjhi?”

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 02:30 PM

Purva wasn’t still really convinced about getting naked, but she too saw no other option. She decided that she would think over throughout the day and raise it later with Mushtaq if she didn’t feel it right. For now, she said, “thik hai Mushtaq ji, fir kal mein nangi jaungi aur bina dare baat karungi unse“.

“Yeh hui na baat, meri raand”, saying so he hugged her tight and kissed her passionately on her lips.

Just then, the phone rang. Mushtaq spoke over the phone, “Arre haan Ghafur chacha, assalam aaleykum, kaise ho? Haan haan, mein badhiya. Haan haan, bohot dhanyawaad. Haan agle 30 din tak mere saath hi hogi…hahaha bilkul… Abhi? mmmm…thik hai chacha, hum aayenge 15-20 minute me….ji milte hai, bye”.

Purva said, “Kaun hai Mushtaq ji?”

“Arre tumhe Ghafur chacha pata hai na?”, Mushtaq said.

“Arre haan pata hai, ek baar mili thi unse bohot pehle”

“Haan toh unhe pata chala apne shaadi k baare mein, bol rhe hai k ek baar mujhe dikha de teri biwi ko”

“Ohh achha, toh fir abhi chalna hai?”

“Haan yaar, kaafi achhe insaan hai Ghafur ji, mil ke aate hai.”

“Thik h ji, mein kuch tayaar ho jau ya aise hi chalu?”

“Nhi, tayyar hone ki jarurat nhi hai, aise hi chal le”.

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 02:34 PM

Purva meets an old acquaintance and gets a gift in return

The couple got out of the house to visit Ghafur chacha in his tailoring shop. The last time she visited that place, it was just a hut set up as a makeshift tailoring shop. While Mushtaq locked the door, Purva put on her burkha and the couple set off on Mushtaq’s cycle with Purva sitting in front of Mushtaq. While on the way, Mushtaq told her that the tailoring shop Ghafur chacha owned had been improved slightly, after he received some funding from the local panchayat. He said that Ghafur chacha was also one of the oldest inhabitants of the slums, and he was aged probably around 80 yrs now. He said that himself, Nazir bhai whom she was humiliated by in the market yesterday and a couple of other folks in their childhood used to go to his house and play with him. He also mentioned that Ghafur chacha used to tell them stories late till the night. The way Mushtaq talked about Ghafur chacha told her that they got along really well.

The tailoring shop wasn’t pretty far away and after 5 mins. and 2 catcalls they reached the tailoring shop. The place still seemed the same to Purva. It was still the same hut, just that it was decorated slightly. A board stood out that said ‘Ghafur ji ki darzi’. She probably wondered the equipment that was used inside improved after the funding. As they entered inside the hut, Ghafur chacha welcomed the couple. “Aao Mushtaq, aao, bohot khushi hui tujhse mil ke”. Mushtaq too reciprocated the greetings as both Ghafur and Mushtaq exchanged a friendly hug. “Aaja beti, andar aa ja”, he said turning to Purva, not forgetting to acknowledge her semi-nude avatar. “Pranaam Ghafur chacha”, purva said and instantly dropped to touch the old man’s feet. “Pranaam beti…aajao”, Ghafur chacha said.

He then introduced them to a man who was seated nearby in the same hut, “Yeh mera damad hai, Karim”. Karim looked slightly older than Purva and so upon Mushtaq’s nudging she dropped again to touch Karim’s feet as a mark of respect. “Assalam Aaleykum Karim ji”, she said. Karim of course had his eyes set on Purva who was dressed in the same transparent burkha that showed off all her assets cheaply. Purva had gotten used to this by now and she allowed Karim to lustily stare at her private parts as he wished, in front of everyone. The couple sat down beside each other in front of Ghafur chacha as Ghafur and Mushtaq started talking about random things. From the corner of her eye, she could clearly see that Karim was enjoying the ripe nudity of Purva. He was acting busy as if he was tailoring, but he was actually lusting at Purva’s luscious boobs that were clearly seen from inside the burkha. Of course, Purva couldn’t blame him, as the sight of Purva’s boobs hanging inside the burka was inevitable for any man to miss. Moreover, her boobs were pretty huge and the way they bobbed up and down with each of Purva’s breath made them look even more spectacular. Karim, of course did not want to miss the opportunity. He had heard a lot about the whore in his circles and he knew that she was just a shameless slut that wouldn't mind even if he gawked at her private parts in her knowledge.

As he talked, Ghafur chacha mentioned that the funding he received from the panchayat was not huge and he just managed to buy some extra supplies with that money. Moreover he ran the tailoring shop all by himself until a few months back and now he had given up due to his age. His damad was relatively new to the tailoring thing, so he had to pretty much teach him stuff. Karim had apparently owned a local cigarette and bidi shop in the market, but since there wasn’t too much skill involved in it, Ghafur chacha made him leave it for his younger son to own it. Since then, Karim had been putting efforts in keeping the tailoring shop alive. Ghafur chacha also mentioned to Mushtaq that since he could not do tailoring anymore and that Karim was relatively inexperienced, he hadn’t been receiving much orders for any stitches from the people in the slums. Hearing his story made Purva compassionate towards him…

Mushtaq and Ghafur chacha got along very well. They were talking about random things, and Purva was just listening to their conversation. After a while Ghafur chacha turned to Purva and said, "tera naam kya hai beti?". purva smiled and told him her name. Right then, much to the embarassment of purva, Mushtaq interjected..."arre chacha, aap ko pata kal kya hua...mein aur purva market gaye the murgha khareedne, toh wahan Nazir hai na...usko milaya tha isse. Toh usne isko ek naam diya hai!", he said feeling amused. "Achha, konsa naam?", asked Ghafur. "Iska naam usne rakha hai purghi, usko purva laga ki ek murgha hi hai, toh usne purva aur murghi ko milaake purghi bana diya", he said laughing out loud. Ghafur and Karim joined in on the laughter too looking at Purva as she went red in her face with embarrassment. She didn't really mind it as she knew Mushtaq liked to make fun of her in front of his friends. He had said to her, that when he made fun of her like that in front of people, he loved to see her face. He told her she looked as if she was blushing, feeling shy and awkward from the humiliation as everyone laughed at her, and that Mushtaq found it really cute on her. Ghafur chacha still laughing, said to Mushtaq "haha, purghi...yeh toh bohot sahi naam hai yaar iska...". He then turned to Purva and with a grin on his face asked her, "kya beti mein bhi tujhe purghi bula sakta hu?". Purva still shy, hung her head down, and nodded her head. Looking at Purva blushing, made her look really cute as all of them looked at her and had another round of laughs.

ddey333 · 08-11-2022, 05:42 PM

Karim was definitely shy to talk to Purva, but he made efforts to do so. Of course, he still could not take his eyes off Purva’s beautiful boobs and it was difficult for Purva to maintain conversation with him due to it, but they got along just fine. He asked her shyly about when the marriage had taken place and who all had attended it. Apparently, they were all out of town that very day and so they could not make it to the marriage. Purva told Karim that he was welcome to come to their house anytime and that he can see the wedding video that she had seen yesterday along with Sajid and his friends.

After a while, Ghafur chacha said, “purghi, mein tumhaare shaadi pe nhi aa saka, par mujhe lagta hai tumhe koi gift dena achha rahega…”, kya bolte ho Mushtaq?

“Arre Ghafur chacha, koi nhi, aap uska tension mat lo na…”, Mushtaq said.

“Arre Mushtaq, aise thodi na. Tu mera beta jaisa hai, aur hum tumhare shaadi me bhi nhi aaye…toh kam se kam tere biwi ko inaam toh dene do“.

Saying so he turned to Karim and said, “Karim, wahan jahan hum faltu kapde daalte hai, wahan jaake dekh agar purghi k liye kuch bann sakta hai toh”. Karim said, “thik h ji” and got up and started fumbling across the pile of clothes. From a distance, most of them looked unusable as they were just pieces of cloth that were cut off as waste material from previously tailored items. Karim spent sometime and eventually returned with a small piece of white cloth and showed it to Ghafur chacha.

Ghafur chacha looked at the piece of cloth and said, “Isse kya purghi k liye rumaal banayega?”, he said laughing loudly. Karim said, “arre nhi chacha, isse purghi k liye ek achha skirt bann sakta hai“, he said.

“Arre itna sa toh hai, isme skirt kaise banega pughi k liye?”, asked Ghafur chacha. purva looked at the cloth in Karim’s hand, and yeah it was pretty small to be made into a skirt. The cloth also seemed to be cut unevenly into wedges across its length, so she wasn’t sure how Karim was thinking. “Arre chacha, purghi k liye ek mini skirt types bann jayega, aap mujhe banane do bass”. Ghafur chacha finally resigned and said, “Pata nhi kya banayega”, he said. “Ek kaam kar, pehle to iska naap le, maine bohot pehle liya tha iska naap…”.

On hearing Ghafur chacha’s words, Karim encouragingly got the tape out and proceeded towards Purva to take measurements. Mushtaq said, “kapde k upar le sakte hai, ya isse utaar de?”. Karim seemed excited and confused at the same time about Mushtaq’s proposal. Purva was aware what was going on in Mushtaq’s mind. He wanted to show off his whore to both of them. Ghafur chacha replied, “utaar hi do, waise bhi andar ka sab kuch dikh hi rha hai purghi ka, kam se kam skirt to achhe se bane”, saying so Ghafur chacha laughed loudly. Mushtaq and Karim too joined in the laughter. Purva, blushing slightly, stood up and removed the burkha in one go and dropped it on the ground next to them and stood out there completely naked right in front of everyone shamelessly. Karim then proceeded to take her measurements when he mindlessly tied the tape around Purva’s luscious boobs making sure to touch her nipples in the process. “Abey upar ka naap kyu le rha hai, stann pe thodi pehnegi purghi skirt…”. Karim, biting his tongue, said, “Arre sorry, me toh bhul gaya“. Mushtaq and Ghafur exchanged laughs as Karim proceeded to take Purva’s measurements of her shapely waist. Purva of course knew that Karim was a boobs guy and as soon as Purva got naked, he was attracted to her boobs. Karim then knelt down on the floor such that his eyes were right at Purva’s naked bald pussy. She could literally feel his breath on her vagina as Karim proceeded to take a measurement of Purva’s waist. She knew that Karim could easily make out that she was wet in her pussy as the juices kept flowing out her love pot owing to the sexual situation.

Ghafur chacha said, “haan kitna aaya naap?”

“38”

“Aur yeh kapde ka?”

“Yeh toh 34 hai…”, Karim said.

“Toh fir kaise banayega purghi k liye skirt? 4 inch kam ho gya na?”, said Ghafur chacha.

“Arre toh chacha, ek side thoda open rakh denge na, achha fashion hoga”, he said smiling at Purva.

“Abey 4 inch open kaise rakhega…panty dikh jayegi iska andar se…”, said Ghafur chacha

“Arre toh chacha yeh skirt bina panty ke pehnna padega purghi ko, nhi toh waise bhi nhi chalega”.

“Pagal bina panty k kaise pehnegi? 4 inch me thoda idhar udhar hua toh sab dikhega. Aur isme toh baith bhi nhi payegi bechari, humesha thik karte rehna padega. Aur iss kapde ka dusre side se naap toh bohot hi kam hai…usme toh purghi ki puri gaand dikhegi…”, said Ghafur chacha.

“Arre chacha, toh aap hi bolo kya kare…iske alawa aur kuch hai hi nhi wahan pe jisse purghi k liye kuch bann sake.”, said Karim.

Ghafur chacha finally resigned and said, “achha thik h, bana jo bann sakta hai, dekhenge kya banega aur purghi pe kaisa lagega”. Karim again passed a smile to Purva making sure to once again check out her boobs and her naked vagina. Purva ignored his smile and sat down naked on the chair and crossed her legs. Karim sat down at the sewing machine to make something for Purva out of the piece of cloth. Time passed by and Purva started to get bored of the talks between Mushtaq and Ghafur chacha. Mushtaq too seemed a little bored and both of them knew that they would go back home and fuck each other like crazy. Finally after a while, Karim stood up from his chair and brought the piece of cloth to show them what he had prepared for Purva. The only visible change Purva could see was that it was sewed with a long piece of cloth that was meant to tie around her waist. The cloth or rather the skirt that it was, looked pretty silly in that it was very tiny. Moreover it had wedged cuts randomly across its length at the bottom which effectively reduced its length even more. And on the left side, the skirt material had ended and it resulted in a big gap that was connected only by the string. It effectively showed off about 4 inches of skin across the side of Purva.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 10:05 AM

Ghafur chacha looked at the skirt and said, “Karim, yeh toh bohot chhota hai yaar, isme purghi ka aage peeche sab kuch dikhega, pakki baat hai”.

Karim was quick to defend, “Arre nhi chacha thoda neeche pehnna padega isse purghi ko, fir sahi rahega“. “Pata nhi, ek baar pehnake toh dekh”, Ghafur chacha said.

Purva then stood up and Karim happily took the job of putting on the skirt on Purva’s naked body. He made sure he got a feel of Purva’s naked ass in the process. Purva didn’t take a liking to Karim somehow, but of course she didn’t say anything to him when he felt up her ass. Karim adjusted the skirt up and down a couple of times loosening and tightening the string to find a way to make the skirt work. Of course, it was too short and it would in no way cover the whole of Purva’s huge ass. But Karim tried to work it out, turning Purva to the front and back a couple of times. Finally, he decided and landed upon a configuration that worked according to him. The skirt hung very low on Purva to make up for the short length. Behind her, it showed off some of her ass crack while at the front, it was hanging dangerously close to her pussy. Overall, it did manage to cover her ass, but that too just barely. She didn’t really mind that though. On the left side, the skirt had a huge opening and she was sure it was exposing a lot of skin and even a small gust of wind could result in her front flying off showing her pussy to everyone.

“Kaisa lag rha hai purghi tujhe yeh skirt?”, asked Ghafur chacha.

“Achha hi hai Ghafur chacha, par bohot neeche laga hua hai, peeche se dikh rha hai na”, she asked turning her backside to the guys to get their opinion. The sight that stood infront of them was simply breathtaking as purva stood there topless with the silly tiny skirt. The skirt was hung so low on her waist that a lot of her ass-crack was visible to all.

Karim said, “haan purghi, ab itna toh dikhega. Upar karoge toh neeche se tumhari puri gaand dikh jayegi…isse achha upar hi thoda dikha lo”.

Purva nodded thoughtfully in agreement to Karim, as she looked herself in the mirror on the other side.

“Achha hi hai, bass yeh hi hai ki thodi si hawa aayi toh aage se udh jayega upar, aur sab dikh jayega“, she said.

“Haan woh toh hai, par uske liye tum panty pehen sakti ho na purghi…”, Ghafur chacha said.

Mushtaq then said, “Arre chacha, waise yeh kabhi bra aur panty nhi pehenti hai. Lekin yeh achha hi hai…thoda hawa aane pe haath se rokna padega lagta hai, aur peeche se gaand toh nhi dikh jayega na? waise kam se kam itna toh dikhna chahiye purghi ka badan“, naughtily smiling at purva. All of them shared a laugh, as purva playfully pushed Mushtaq by the shoulder, sharing the laugh.

“Haan peeche se bach jayega lagta hai, achha ek kaam karte hai…yahan bahar ek baar chal lete hai…wahan abhi koi nhi hoga aur hawa me pata bhi chal jayega agar aage ka aur peeche ka maal dikh jata hai…”, said Ghafur chacha.

So, the 4 of them moved outside the hut, with Purva dressed in the cheap skimpy skirt. They stood out there in the open for a while, and sure enough a gusty wind blew which rode up Purva’s skirt from the cut on the left side, completely showing off her shaved bald pussy. “Haan, pura bhosda dikh jayega purghi ka hawa me, lag rha hai”, said Ghafur chacha as all 3 men stood right in front of her and had a nice long view of Purva's bald pussy that was out in the open due to the wind.

Karim said, “thik h na bhabhi, aap ki gaand toh bach gayi na, par wahi hai ki thoda bhosde ke paas haath rakh ke chalna padega har waqt aap ko iss skirt me”, he said smiling at purva.

“Haan, nhi toh mushkil hai, aur ek baar thoda chal k bhi dekh leti hu”, Purva responded.

She then walked a few steps to and fro a couple of times, presenting all of them a nice view of her lovely huge ass. As she walked, Ghafur chacha said, "Arre purghi tumhe na, iss skirt me aise chappal se achha koi achhe heels pehnni chahiye. Fir jab tu chalti hai, peeche se teri gaand bahar aayegi aur dekhne walon ka din bann jayega..kya bolta hai Mushtaq", he said, turning to him.

"Haan sahi hai Ghafur chacha, bilkul sahi hai...wahi hai na...abhi toh yeh keval woh burkha pehnti hai...toh heels ka itna socha nhi..par abhi iss skirt k saath heels toh bohot garam bana dega randi ko", he said.

"Ek kaam karte hai", Ghafur said. "Mera pehchaan me ek ladka hai, woh chappal ka ek thela chalata hai. dhyaan aa rha hai mujhe ki usne pichle mahine kuch tarah k plastic heels liya hai saare color ke, parr yahan pe bike hi nhi. usse ek baar call karke poochta hu", saying that Ghafur chacha called the lad. "Haan Abdul, Ghafur chacha bol rha hu...yaar woh tere paas jo plastic waale heels the na, woh hai abhi? Achha hai, kya tu mere dukaan pe aa sakta hai woh leke? Haan, yahan pe Mushtaq aur uski biwi hai, aur biwiji ke liye kuch heels soch rahe the hum...thik hai kitna time lagega? thik h aaja, hum intezaar karenge", he said into the phone and cut the call.

"Woh aa rha hai yahan pe heels leke...chalo sahi hai..purghi ka skirt aur heels set ho gaya hai...upar k liye bhi kuch toh dhoondh hi lenge", he said and smiled at Purva. It seemed like there was going to be one more visitor who was going to see Purva in that silly skirt of hers, she didn't really mind the heels though.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 10:57 AM

After a couple more tries, they confirmed that it was the only way to wear the skirt and that only Purva’s pussy was visible in case of a malfunction. They then made their way back to the hut. Ghafur chacha said, "Chalo jab abdul aayega, tab bahar aayenge".

Purva then walked around in just the stupid tiny skirt in the hut much to the delight of the three. She certainly liked how it made her feel almost nude and of course, the guys loved how slutty and whorish it made Purva look. As she walked here and there seductively he chubby tummy and her boobs jiggled lightly, that made her look like the most erotic thing on earth, right in that dingy little hut. All the men's eyes were glued on Purva's nakedness as she nonchalantly talked to them carelessly roaming around in the slutty skirt.

After a while, the lad with the chappal ka thela arrived as Ghafur invited him into the hut. Purva let out a silly smile as he saw the expression on his face when he saw the near-naked lust object roaming around in the tiny little skirt. Her ass-crack was showing off in an obscene way and her boobs were jiggling as she playfully hopped and played around among the men as if oblivious too all of them who were having a treat watching her near to naked. Ghafur chacha then introduced her to Abdul, "Abdul, yeh hai purghi, Mushtaq ji ki biwi". Unsure of what kind of a name it was, Abdul bore a confused expression on his face, but he was too engrossed in lusting at Purva who now stood right in front of him.

Then they went outside the hut to choose a pair of heels for Purva. Abdul had procured all of these plastic heels from a small market in the city and he brought them here to sell them but apparently no one was really interested to buy them. He had quite a few colors and luckily all of them fit Purva perfectly. Mushtaq choose a dark fluorescent color for her finally. He told her that it would make a great addition to her existing lipstick and kajal colors. Of course, Purva knew that Mushtaq only wanted Purva to look as trashy as possible with makeup and these fluorescent colored high-heels definitely did the job. She looked herself in the mirror and the high plastic heels made her look so damn silly. Obviously Purva too loved to look trashy and if Mushtaq loved exhibiting her that way, she would all the more love it. Mushtaq asked Abdul to keep the remaining pairs with him and not sell them off soon in case Purva wanted to buy anymore of them. Abdul charged 50 bucks for the plastic heels and left the scene.

After they got back to the hut with Purva in the skirt and the new pair of fluorescent heels, Ghafur chacha handed her a piece of cloth. He said, "purghi yeh tu upar pehn sakti hai...". Purva took the piece of cloth from Ghafur chacha. It was too short to wear as a chunni, it was probably slightly smaller than half the size of a normal chunni but it was made of the usual material. Again it seemed cut out randomly at the edges, and she figured this was also a remnant of another dress. She adjusted the small piece of cloth on her boobs and she loved the way she looked in the mirror.

Karim then came forward and said, "bhabhi isko ya toh chunni jaise pehn jaise tu ne abhi pehna ya tu isko aise bhi pehn sakti ho...". Saying so he removed the cloth off her and folded it once. He then asked Purva toh raise her hands up, acknowledging her beautiful boobs that hung perfectly in that posture and also the obscene hair that jut out of her armpits. He then adjusted the cloth so that it covered her nipples completely and then tied it at the back. He looked at his work and beamed with joy. In that outfit Purva looked so slutty and whorish. The top if you could call it that managed to cover her nipples completely, but left quite a little to imagination as far as her boobs were concerned. They showed off her big boobs in a very hot way, and Purva too liked the creativity of Karim. It was effectively a boob-top. The whole package looked extremely raunchy and the men's faces showed that they definitely loved her attire.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 12:18 PM

Ghafur chacha looked at Purva and even at that age, it gave him a boner. The sight that stood in front of him was not something he had ever seen throughout his life. In that outfit Purva looked like a cheap, trashy road-side prostitute. While lusting at her, he said "Mushtaq, purghi ko aise mere bete ke cigarette aur bidi shop me bitha dete hai...sales bohot badh jayenge. Agar isse koi naukri chahiye hoga toh jaroor mujhe batana...", he said with an honest smile. Mushtaq said, "ji chacha, iss avatar me meri raand kahi bhi jayegi, wahan sales badhenge", saying that Mushtaq came forward and started to lick his wife's lips openly in front of Ghafur chacha and Karim. Purva though surprised at his actions in front of his friends loved the moment and reciprocated the kiss, as Mushtaq held Purva tightly by her waist from behind. He then broke the kiss and said out loudly, "isko pyaar dena padega mujhe lag rha hai...", as he slapped her face a couple of times. Karim said, "hahaha, lagta hai Mushtaq bhayya ko mood aa gya jor se purghi ko aise dekh k...chalo fir achha hua aaj aap yahan aaye aur khushi se jayene", he said and smiled at Mushtaq. Purva felt as womanly as possible as Mushtaq expressed openly that he would take her home and fuck her for good. She quickly checked out all her front, rear and side profiles once again and decided that she had come to like the dress in the end. She was skeptical initially owing to Karim’s limited skills, but then he had done a fine job, she thought. She also felt she was unnecessarily fidgety towards him, and so when Karim asked Purva for a couple of snaps on his phone, she instantly agreed. Karim took a few snaps with the boob-top on and a few without it showing off her lovely boobs. Purva then removed her skirt untying the knot of the string. While she was naked Karim managed to click a few more snaps of Purva completely in the nude. Purva didn’t mind really and passed a shy smile towards him. Mushtaq too didn’t seem to mind as he smiled at the naughty Karim gratuitously. Purva thanked both Karim and Ghafur chacha once again for the skirt, her flashy heels and the boob-top. Before leaving, Purva came forward and touched Ghafur chacha's feet once again to bid farewell. Ghafur was of course worked up with the shameless show that Purva had put on for all of them in the dingy little hut, and so he used both his old hands to pinch Purva's nipples. Not expecting such a reaction from the old man, Purva's face turned from that of a surprise to a friendly and naughty pout. He then let her tits free and said, "kabhi kabhi aate rehna loudi yahan pe, aise faltu kapde se sila ke tere liye aise hi aur khoob saare cheeze bangenge..". purva loved how Ghafur chacha took the liberty to call her as he wished. "Jaroor aungi chacha, aap ka tabiyat thik rakhna, milti hu fir se."

She then went and stood before Karim. She implicitly assumed that Karim would want to play with her tits too. When she stood in front of him, Karim said, "bhabhi, pehle mujhe thoda darr ho rha tha, par abhi me pooche bina nhi reh sakta...ek baar aapke nange stann ko achhe se choona chahta hu", he said. All of them let out a gentle laugh hearing Karim's words. Purva of course readily accepted. She removed her burkha once again and dropped it on the floor, and said "jo karna hai karo inn se parr pyaar se...jor se nhi", she said with a smile. As soon as Purva removed her burkha, Karim held her beautiful boobs in his hands and started bobbling them up and down. He then pulled her nipples for a while as all of them including laughed at Karim's weird ways of lusting at Purva's boobs. He licked them for a good 4-5 minutes and finally said..."chal purghi, ab tujhe chodd deta hu Mushtaq ji k liye". Purva gave him a playful slap on his chest and proceeded to wear her burkha. She then touched Karim's feet and bid farewell to them.

And after once again touching both of their feet for blessings, Mushtaq and Purva bid farewell to them and rode back to their house.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 01:58 PM

Purva decides she is going to get back at the slum women

Back at their place, Purva as usual removed her burkha outside their house. A few people were walking on the streets, but Purva really didn’t mind as it was only for a split second. She quickly removed the burkha, passed it to Mushtaq and then entered the house naked. Once inside, Purva urged Mushtaq to fuck her roughly, “please Mushtaq ji, mujhe aap ka pyaar chahiye”, she begged. Mushtaq ji said, “Meri raand, tujhe mera pyaar jaroor dunga, par abhi nhi, khaane k baad. Aaj mein tumhe neeche ragad ke chodunga”. Saying that he made Purva spread her legs wide and said, “Abhi bass isse kaam chalayenge”, and he proceeded to finger fuck her roughly with two of his fingers. Purva held onto Mushtaq’s shoulders as he devastatingly fucked her wife’s dear pussy with his fingers. Slapping roughly on her face multiple times, he spit on her continuously on her face completely savaging her. After a while, Purva reached the usual euphoric state that was by now pretty common to her. She was giggling with happiness in a mad state of pain and pleasure administered perfectly by his dear husband Mushtaq. Her orgasm lasted about 10 seconds when Mushtaq roughly slapped her face and cunt mercilessly. Finally, Purva’s orgasm came to a halt as she mindlessly fell on to the bed completely satisfied. Mushtaq turned her on her back on the bed and widened her legs, so that her red ravaged pussy was visible to him. Purva closed her eyes and fell into a torpor as a result of the treatment she received. Mushtaq slapped her once again on her wet cunt while she was asleep that evoked a squeal from Purva in her sleep. He was just loving it, and he felt like the happiest man on earth subjecting Purva to such demeaning treatment. Her face was still wet with his spit and he loved how Purva let him do anything and everything to her. Seeing the red pussy, he felt the kink of spitting on it, and so while his wife was asleep, Mushtaq spit a couple of globules softly on her pussy. The spit settled in her cunt unevenly, but the obscene sight of his dear wife’s pussy all disturbed was a sight to behold. Mushtaq left her to get rejuvenated and went on to do some chores in the house.

After about 30 minutes, Purva woke up and lovingly ruffled her husband’s hair who was sitting on the ground beside her watching tv. Mushtaq turned around and they both shared a deep rough passionate kiss that involved Mushtaq biting into Purva’s lips with utmost lust. Purva said, “thank you Mushtaq ji”, as her eyes were red with love and pleasure from the kiss. “Thank you kyu bol rhi hai meri raand?”, Mushtaq asked her while he pinched both her nipples. “Aise hi, bolne ka mann kiya”, she said and proceeded to plant another lip kiss to Mushtaq. “Aaja, tera bhosda ko thoda maalish kar deta hu“, he said. “Par khaane ke baad pyaar nhi karoge?”, she asked making a cute pout. Mushtaq slapped her hard on her tits with lust, he loved it when Purva did such things when she looked really slutty. “Kyu nhi karunga meri randi, bilkul karunga…tel ke upar se tera bhosda ko khaunga aaj”, saying that he laughed in a mock villain tone and lifted the naked Purva off of the bed and placed her on the ground. The couple then shared a romantic session where Mushtaq lovingly massaged his sexy wife on her bald pussy which was exploited roughly a while back. Purva loved being massaged by Mushtaq on her pussy, not only because it felt good on her vagina, but also because of how lovely the activity was. She always loved a guy to massage her vagina, and the special bond she shared with Mushtaq made her love it even more.

After lunch, the couple once again got back to work, this time on the ground. The hard surface made it difficult for them copulate, and even more so for Purva as during their fucking sessions, Mushtaq would lie on top of Purva and fuck her from behind. He once told her that her pussy would become really tight in such a pose and that it gave him maximum pleasure, even though he could not see her face and boobs. Purva found it really uncomfortable to do it on the hard ground as she felt her boobs being crushed roughly to the ground on account of Mushtaq’s weight, but since Mushtaq wanted to fuck her that way, she did not say anything. Mushtaq loved the way Purva let him fuck her. Her oily pussy was making the sex even great as Mushtaq could easily penetrate his wife’s beautiful love pot. He finally came deep inside her and the couple exhausted after the love session dozed to sleep right there on the floor with Mushtaq tightly grabbing his wife boobs.

They were very tired from all the rough sex when the slept and so when they woke up and saw that the time was 7 pm, they weren’t really surprised. The couple spent some time watching tv as Purva poured a glass of rum for his husband upon his instructions. Purva sat beside her hubby as Mushtaq consumed rum slowly enjoying his wife’s luscious breasts. They were talking about random things as Purva was nonchalantly lying on her husband’s chest with her hands on top of his, while he pinched and played with her nipples.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 02:24 PM

As the night was nearing, Purva was anxious about what to do the next morning at the milk booth. She had earlier decided to follow Mushtaq’s suggestion of going to booth naked and be fearless in talking to the slum women. There was no doubt that, as Mushtaq said, the slum women were pretty rustic and they wouldn’t mind getting into a fight. The way they looked at her with cheapness and absolute disgust was enough proof that she was quite unaccepted for her behavior as a whore, and also how she was near naked in public. She felt that if she strolled out completely naked, the women would treat her severely, given how that young woman Sultana had openly slapped her in front of all.

So in spite of agreeing to Mushtaq’s suggestion, she approached her husband once again as he was mauling his tits to reconsider the matter.

“Mushtaq ji, mujhe kal nangi jaane me darr lag rha hai…”

“Arre randi, tu fir uske baare me soch rhi hai kya?”, he said and turned her so that they were sitting face-to-face.

“Haan Mushtaq ji, aap ne sahi bola, yeh aurat bohot khatarnaak hai…agar mein puri nangi jaungi toh sab mil ke meri maar peeth kar lenge, aur itne auratein honge toh mein wapas ladh bhi nhi sakti”

“Haan, woh mein maanta hu ki tu wapas nhi ladh sakti, par mein bol rha hu ki aise thodi na ho jayega yaar. Tu unko samjha ki tujhe humesha nangi rehna pasand hai, aur bol ki ab tera mard hai aur bass woh tera bhosada ka lega. Usse bol ki tu yeh randibaazi paise k liye nhi karti, aise nhi hai na ki mein roj tujhe chodd k tujhe paise deta hu?”

“Nhi Mushtaq ji, aisi baat nhi hai…mein bass iss baat pe darr rhi hu ki agar puri nangi ho kar jaungi toh unko bilkul achha nhi lagega…”

“Pagal randi, iss baat pe thodi na darte hai…meine yeh hi bola na, tu bina darre unhe jawab de aur woh log kuch nhi karenge. Ab agar tu jhukegi, toh sach mein tujhe bahar jaane pe har waqt sahi kapde pehnne padenge…ab usme thodi mazaa hai, kyun? Unn auraton ko bina darre khul k bol ki tujhe sab k saamne nangi rehna pasand hai aur tu aise hi rahegi… Tu agar darti darti jawab degi toh unhe aur ghamandi aa jayegi. Aur agar sahi me tumhari maar peet kar liya toh khatam hai, hum seedhe sarpanch k yahan jaake sab bata denge. kahani khatam, samjhi randi?”

“Hmm”, she finally seemed a little convinced. “Thik h”.

Mushtaq again started to slap and pinch her tits and said, “Ab uske baare me soch mat jaada, bass nangi chali jaa kal subah aur bina dare baat kar unse aur chup chaap apna doodh le aa, samjhi?”

“Haan ji thik h”, said Purva. She decided that now, there was no turning back. She felt that she had given it enough thought and she decided to do it. She was going to put a point forth tomorrow and fight the slum women if anything happens.

As they settled in for the night after dinner, the couple had their usual fucking session that lasted about half an hour. Purva then washed her pussy clean as Mushtaq changed into his lungi and the couple talked for a long time before going to sleep. Purva loved how loved she felt in her husband’s presence. The couple dozed off to sleep as Mushtaq as usual tightly grabbed his wife’s parts. Mushtaq loved to do that when asleep, and so Purva loved it too. Tomorrow was a big day for her and she went to sleep with her husband all over her.

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Purva faces the slum women

The next morning, Purva woke up on time at 7PM sharp. Mushtaq was still wide asleep. As usual she got out of her husband’s love clutches and went to do her chores. She once again thought about the strategy she was going to apply to deal with the slum women. She was going to nonchalantly get in the queue completely nude. She will remain confident, and if anyone happens to rebuke her for her nakedness in public, she was going to just tell them that she likes to be naked for all and sundry to see and that there’s nothing they were going to do about it. She repeated her husband’s words in her mind, “DARR MAT!”. As she wasn’t allowed to brush or even wash her face, she simply picked up her can. She kissed her dear husband who was still sleeping happily and moved out of the house in all her nakedness.

For a split second, when Purva saw the burkha, she was tempted to wear it and go to get the milk. But then, she thought there was no point in doing that. The burkha did nothing to hide her modesty anyway and if the situation didn’t go well, she wouldn’t be spared even for the burkha, so she decided against it. With sheer resolution, she made her way to the milk booth all naked. As she walked, the people on the road were taken aback. People commented on her with things like “iske babbe dekh, kitne bade hai” and “iska bhosda ka mazaa alag hi hoga”, ridiculed her and some even shouted out loud calling her names like “duniya ki sabse besharmi randi” quite openly. She of course didn’t mind all that, as all of them were ultimately men who didn’t object to her running naked anywhere in the slums. She even blew a few of them kisses shamelessly, maintaining her resolve of dealing with the slum women. As she neared the milk booth, her heart was pounding like crazy. She was feeling very anxious about how it would turn out.

Finally the time had come when she was in the eye sight of the slum women waiting in the queue. As soon as they realized that Purva was strutting down naked to join the queue, a bunch of women walked towards her suspending their wait in the queue. From a distance, she could see that they were about 8-9 of them and they were all clumsily dressed slum workers, except that there were fully covered, while Purva was fully naked. She was concerned about what might transpire given that so many women were walking towards her, but she tried to keep her cool. As they neared her, she felt a little relieved that Sultana wasn’t one of them. All the women looked pretty young except for one who seemed to be leading the pack.

“Yeh kya hai? kuch mazaak chal rha hai kya?”, the woman, who was probably around 45 asked her in a rebuking tone.

“Kya hua?”, Purva asked, trying to sound assertive.

“Yeh nanga avatar kya hai? Apni ghar samjhi hai kya lodi? Sharam nhi aati tujhe bina kapde k ghoomne aise sab k saamne? Tu aurat hai ya kya hai?”

“Arre didi aurat toh dur ki baat hai, yeh toh insaan hi nhi hai, yeh ek kuttiya hai jo din raat chuddti rehti hai kisi se bhi, 1 rupayee ki raand hai yeh…”, said one of the younger women.

Purva was beginning to feel threatened as she felt cornered and did not find any male around who could support her for being completely nude out in the open infront of everyone. She managed to gather her courage and said, “Mein tumhare jaise hi aurat hu, parr mujhe sab k saamne aise nanga ghoomna bohot pasand hai, aur mein hamesha aise hi rahungi…aap logon ko kya problem hai?”

*slap*

One of the younger women slapped her hard on her right cheek. “Kya boli randi? Humare jaise aurat? tu toh randi hai, hum paise wale nhi hai parr kam se kam ijjat toh hai humare paas. tu toh lodi bina ijjat ke apna bhosda aur gaand khol k chalti hai sadak pe, aur koi bhi mard tere andar bachha paida kar sakta hai…”, saying so, she spat roughly right at purva’s face, the spit depositing a big globule near her eyes.

Purva could feel herself unable to take control of the situation. Gradually more slum women reached the spot and there were about 12 of them all around purva.

One of the younger women looked angrily at Purva and said, “Sadina, rehne de…iss neech pe thukne bhi nhi chahiye, kam se kam sadak pe kuch hoga thuk se, iske muh pe thuko toh kya hi hoga”. Saying so she proceeded to deliver two hard slaps to purva, one on her left cheek and one on her right cheek.

karle apne badan ko, randi kahin ki”, she shouted towards Purva. Purva was now slowly regaining her physical and mental energy after the rough humiliation she was subjected to. There were people all around her, some even men by now who had probably witnessed the whole destruction. It was utmost humiliating to Purva as she sat there helplessly on the muddy ground as the old woman poured water on her body without touching her to get rid of the spit by the slum women in front of so many people. Purva slowly rubbed her hands over her body to get rid of the spit deposits on her entire body. She washed her eyes too and she began to feel a little better. Dadi maa then gave her a hand so that she could get up and gave her the can of milk. She then said with utmost disgust, “Ab jaa aur aise nanga kabhi mat ghoomna, jaa”, she said as she dropped the mug angrily into the bucket of water and left the scene.

Some of the slum women who were still present there hurled verbal abuses at Purva again. Purva timidly turned back to leave the spot. Her face and boobs were still crimson red from the hardcore treatment by the slum women. She was still wet and she managed to walk as quickly as possible so that she could reach her home. Once inside she quickly closed the door behind her. Mushtag was still sleeping snoring happily, as she fell to the floor all naked, and continued to cry.

ddey333 · 09-11-2022, 10:22 PM

Purva was now beginning to realize how stupid she was in thinking that she could overpower the slum women. They seemed absolutely invincible and Purva seemed to find it difficult to say just anything. Tears now started rolling down Purva’s eyes as the women continued to debase her.

“Iss loudi ki ijjat hi nhi hai, meine dekha isko uss din market me, bina sharam ki rehti hai bilkul”, said one of the younger women, as she too gargled and spit right at her face. Seeing her all the ladies did the same thing as they gargled spit from deep in their stomachs and spat right onto Purva’s face. The humiliation that Purva was being subjected to was beyond her imagination as woman after woman continued to insult her.

“Isko randi ko aise nhi, tu ek kaam karr, Sultana ko bula, woh iski mu todh degi toh isse samajh aayega, besharm kutti”, one of the women said. More and more women joined in as all of them started to slap and spit at Purva as they deemed fit. One of the women who just joined the group saw the situation and passed an amused laugh. “Achha, yeh hi hai kya woh aurat, loudi aaj toh puri nangi ho ke aayi hai…”, saying so she barged into the front of the group and started slapping Purva continuously, delivering each blow harder that the previous. After about 5 slaps on both her cheeks, she then proceeded to slap her hanging boobs roughly, much to the amusement of the slum women. By now, Purva had definitely lost her will to fight, and she realized that she could definitely not talk her way out of this. As more and more women continued to slap her as they saw fit, she was being spit all over her body. The group had now become bigger and it grew to almost a couple of dozen women. Finally, Sultana came and the expression on her face said it all. She was happy for how she looked and she spit directly into her mouth. She then said, “Kal toh bach gayi loudi tu, aaj toh tujhe itna marungi mein, ki tu nahayegi bhi kapde pehen k, besharmi jaanwar”. Saying so she proceeded to slap her extremely hard on both her cheeks. Purva found herself hitting a new low, as Sultana seemed like she had gone crazy with disgust. She kept on slapping her roughly without break as the entire crowd stood away witnessing the humiliation of Purva. Finally, much to the delight of Purva, dadi maa arrived on the scene. She saw Purva and immediately realized what was going on. “Arre Sultana, bass kar ab, rehne de usseeee….Sultana bass karrrrr”, she shouted and pulled her away from Purva. Purva by now was completely out of her senses, as she collapsed to the muddy ground all naked, with spit running all over her body. She was made into this stinking garbage by the group of women in less than 10 minutes.

Dadi maa finally said, “kya hua, kyu isse itna maar peeth kar rahe ho?”

One of the women replied, “dadi maa, yeh randi bolti hai ki yeh humare jaise aurat hai aur bolti hai ki usse aise nanga avatar me ghoomna pasand hai…aise randi ko maar peeth nhi toh aur kya karenge?”

Dadi maa then turned to purva and asked, “tu ne sahi mein aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”

Purva lifted her head up. Tears filled her swollen eyes as there were rough hand marks all over her face and her boobs. Dadi maa again asked her loudly, “ayye raand, tu ne sahi me aise bola ki tujhe nangi ghoomna pasand hai?”. Purva finally nodded agreeing that she indeed said that. “tch tch tch, puri kharaab ho chuki hai yeh aurat, parr tum logon ko kya hua? aise thodi maar peeth karte hai…”. She then turned to one of the women and said, “Faliha, tu jaa aur kahi se ek balti ka paani leke aa”. Dadi maa then knelt in front of Purva and said in a very serious tone, “Dekh ab tujhe paani se nahlaake, tere can me doodh bhar ke tujhe wapas bhejti hu…agar tu mujhe kal aise hi nangi dikhi na, toh iss baar tujhe haath se nhi jooton se maarenge saare mil ke. randibaazi apni ghar me kar, sadak pe nhi…samjhi besharam?”. Purva looked up at her and nodded in agreement.

Faliha then brought the bucket of water as instructed and dadi maa started to pour water over her. “Saaf koro “

ddey333 · 10-11-2022, 09:39 AM

Recovery plan against the slum women in action

As she continued to cry continuously for getting into this whole thing, after what seemed like 15-20 minutes Mushtaq finally woke up from his sleep. He saw his dear wife sitting on the floor beside the bed near the door itself, crying like a baby. “Arre randi, kya hua? ro kyu rhi hai?“, he said getting onto the floor with her. Purva felt like she finally found some real comfort and cried loudly resting her head on her husband’s shoulders. Mushtaq seemed quite shocked as he saw her wife’s nude body completely red and wet with hand marks all over. “Arre randi, bata toh sahi kya hua?”, he said consoling her, gently brushing his wife’s hair. Purva seemed at loss for words as she continued crying on Mushtaq’s shoulder. Mushtaq by now got an idea as to what happened to Purva at the milk booth. He got up and brought some water for his wife, who was still on the floor. “Yeh le, pehle thoda paani pi, aur mujhe bata kya hua…”, he said earnestly.

Purva took the glass of water and dunked it in one go. Her uncontrollable tears had now started to subside slowly and she regained her composure, though she still preferred to say nothing. Mushtaq made his nude wife sit in his lap but did not say anything. He did not want to push her too hard for information and waited for her wife to feel better. He softly massaged her tits with both his hands lovingly. It was clear that she was subjected to some very humiliating experience as her breasts were red and swollen and so was her face. The couple spent a few silent minutes still on the floor, as Purva started to feel normal again. Her tears had stopped, and now that she was in the hands of her husband locked inside their house, she finally felt better. Still, Mushtaq continued to softly rub on her swollen breasts trying to cover all of the flesh uniformly. Finally, after some more time, still on the floor with Purva in his lap, Mushtaq said, “Meri randi, ab bata mujhe kya hua…”. Purva finally started to speak and told her the whole story. How she was abused and insulted by the slum women and slapped and spit on like a cheap low-life. She told him all the names they called her repeatedly, “loudi”, “randi”, “besharmi”, “kutti” etc. She then told him how dadi maa came to her rescue and how she was poured water for her to get clean. She then told her how dadi maa warned her that if ever she appeared naked again near the milk booth, she and other slum women would not just slap her but beat her with slippers.

Mushtaq didn’t know what to say. It was after all his idea that Purva go out naked to the milk booth and deal with the slum women. Now, they had completely humiliated her to the core in front of all and sundry. “Sorry meri raand, meine hi tujhe yeh karne ko kaha”, he said and kissed her softly on the lips. Mushtaq really felt sorry for her that she had to face such humiliation from the slum women for all to see.

Purva finally said, “Ab rehne do Mushtaq ji, woh aurat bohot khatarnaak hai…“.

Mushtaq was clueless as to what was to be done. He at least wanted to avenge Purva’s humiliation in some way, but was scared that it might again end up in Purva’s humiliation. He was aware that the bunch of lady folks at the slums were difficult to deal with, but he did not guess such a thing would happen. He immediately called his best buddy Sajid for help on the matter.

“Sajid bhai, free hai abhi?“

“Haan Mushtaq bhayya, bolo kya hua?”

“Arre ek baar tu akela mere ghar aana, kuch jaroori kaam hai“

“Thik h, dus minute me aaya.”

He then turned to Purva and said, “Sajid ko bulaya, hum sochenge ab kya karna hai…”

ddey333 · 10-11-2022, 11:37 AM

After Sajid reached their home, he could not believe what had happened. He saw Purva’s naked body completely roughed up as her boobs and face were still red. She had just fallen asleep on the bed with Sajid by her side gently massaging her boobs even as she was asleep. “Yaar Sajid, ab kya kare?”

“Wahi soch rha hu, yeh auratein sahi mein bohot tez khiladi hai, aur bohot chalak. Inko koi darr nhi hai bhayya”, said Sajid.

“Kya hum sarpanch k paas jaa sakte hai purva ko leke? Iska badan dekh ke usko pata chalega kya kaand hua randi k saath, hai na?”

“Yaar le toh jaa sakte hai, par woh manega nhi, bolega proof dikaho ki unn auraton ne hi Purva ki maar-peeth kari hai, kyun ki usko lagega hum me se kisi ne isko bohot gandi tareeke se choda”.

“hmmm, parr yaar Purva bhi toh bol sakti hai na ki unn auraton ne mar-peeth kiya isko?”

“Nhi Mushtaq bhayya, Purva ki baat nhi sunega…use pata hai ki yeh randi hai, toh woh bilkul hi nhi sunega…”

“Hmmm, toh ab kya kare?”

“Wahi soch rha hu”, said Sajid.

As they were discussing on the next steps, Purva woke up too. She saw Sajid sitting in front of her and immediately hugged her. Sajid comforted her saying “ghabrao mat bhabhi, hum sochenge kya karna hai”, he said.

Purva interjected and said, “Mushtaq ji aur Sajid ji, ab rehne do…kuch nhi karte hai…jo hua woh hua…ab maar khayi hu mein, khatam ho gya”, she said. Mushtaq comforted her by massaging her boobs once again and kissed her on her lips, “randi tu tension mat le, unn auraton ka khel bandh karenge…”.

Sajid then said, “mein ek call karke aata hu”, and went outside as Mushtaq once again made Purva sit in his lap. He made her rest her head on his chest and continued massaging her wife’s boobs. They were still red but slightly better now. He said, “randi mein tere babbe ka tel se maalish karunga baad me, hum abhi yeh soch rahe hai ki kya hum sarpanch ko tera badan dikha ke kuch kar sakte hai”…

Sajid came back and said, “Meine Javed (cameraman) ko bulaya, woh bhi kuch idea dega…abhi aane wala hai 5 minute me”.

As Javed came into the house, he too was shocked with the incident. On Mushtaq’s questioning, he too said the same thing as Sajid, that the sarpanch wouldn’t believe Purva was abused by the slum women. “Mushtaq bhayya, iska badan dikhane k baad bhi woh nhi manega, kyun ki usko pata hai woh aap ke saath rehti hai, aur yeh toh aap Purva ko kar hi sakte ho…”, Javed said. That meant talking to the sarpanch immediately was now out of question.

After some more brainstorming, Javed came up with an idea. “Ek tareeka hai”, he said. On urging more he said, “yeh idea toh pakka chalega, parr wahi hai ki bhabhi ko wapas nanga jaana padega sab k saamne”…

On hearing this, all of them turned to Purva, who immediately rejected the idea. “Woh auratein mujhe jooton se maarenge kal agar mein nangi jaungi toh”, was all she said helplessly wondering why the men were pursuing this.

“bhabhi meri baat sun. Tu do din maar khaye unse aur agar ab tu sahi kapde pehn k jaati hai na, toh tera pura kasht ka kya fal hai, batao…yeh woh log nhi jeet sakte hai, jeet anth me humari hogi, sach bata rha hu…”

All 3 men tried to convince Purva to at least listen to Javed’s idea, but Purva was adamant that she couldn’t even try anymore. She again started to cry as she took both of Javed’s hands and rubbed them over her sore boobs. “Dekh rahe ho Javed ji, unhone kitni meri maat-peet kari?”, she said and continued to cry. Javed felt really compassionate for the poor woman and comforted her by moving beside her. He held her up with the chin and wiped her tears with his hands and proceeded to rub his wet hands on Purva’s boobs. He continued to massage her sore titties with his wet hands, looked up into her eyes and said, “bhabhi, bass ek baar aur maar-peeth khaana hoga tujhe kal…uske baad saara kuch hum dekh lenge, unka kahani bandh karenge, sachh bata rha hu”. Purva still crying hugged Javed as he comforted her by rubbing her back. Finally, Purva agreed to at least listen to Javed’s idea.

Javed first said, “bhabhi pehle mujhe kuch doubt hai, unka jawab do aur fir mein apna plan batata hu”. Purva nodded.

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Javed then took a notepad out of his pocket and started to ask Purva the questions he had.

“Kitne aurat ne mil ke teri maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“Khul mil ke 30 honge Javed ji”.
Javed wrote both the question and answer on his notepad and continued…

“Tu ne kya bola unse ki woh log tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya?”
“Woh log mujhe nanga dekh kar pooche the ki tu aurat hai ya kya hai. Meine bola ki mein tumhare jaise hi aurat hu parr mujhe sab ke saamne aise nanga rehna bohot pasand hai. Yeh bolne k baad hi maar-peeth shuru hua mera”
Javed noted down Purva’ answer and continued…

“Uss time tere aas paas koi mard tha ya sab yehi auratein the jo tera maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“uss time sab yeh hi auratein the”, Purva replied.

“Tere ko bass haath pair se maare the yeh log, ya koi saaman le ke, matlab joota, chappal, jhaadu ya koi bhi dusri cheez?”
“Mujhe bass haath se maare the aur bohot thuk tha mere pure badan pe”

“Aur yeh maar peeth aur thuk-thak kahan kahan kiya tere ke badan pe?”
“maar-peeth kiya tha chehre pe aur stann pe. thuk-thak toh pura badan pe kiya hai”, she said

“Maar-peeth bass chehre aur stann pe hua na? Peeche gaand pe ya bhosde pe nhi na?”
“Nhi, bass chehre aur stann pe”

Javed once again looked at the list of question and answers he had collected from purva and read them out loud for all of them. “Thik h, itna kaafi hai. Ab mein mera idea batata hu…“.

“bhabhi tu aaj jaise hi puri nangi ho ke milk booth jayegi. Mujhe lagta hai aaj jaroor un aurat ne plan karke teri maar-peeth kiya tha. Aaj tujhe bohot maar-peeth kiya, toh unhe lagega ki tu kal nhi aayegi, ya aayegi parr sahi kapde pehn k… par tu fir se aise hi nangi jayegi”. He continued, “kyun ki aaj tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya aur tu fir bhi kal pahunch jayegi woh log tere peeche padh jayenge. Mein aur mere 2-3 aur log humare camera leke khade ho jayenge subah subah hi…jab tu wahan nangi pahunch gayi, tab pakka woh log teri maar-peeth shuru karenge. Woh sab hum 3-4 alag alag angles se record karenge. Bass yeh hi ki unko nhi pata chalna chahiye ki hum log record kar rahe hai, nhi toh pura gadhbadh ho jayega. Yeh dikkat yeh hai ki subah subah koi hota hi nhi wahan pe aur bass yeh auratein honge, parr iss baar sahi hai. Hum log before time wahan pahunch jayenge aur dur khade rahenge. tu nangi dikhte hi video shuru karenge.”

All of them including Purva nodded in agreement. This idea definitely seemed to work, she thought.

“Parr wahi hai bhabhi, woh log pakka tujhe aaj se jaada maar-peeth karenge. Dadi maa bhi kam nhi hai, woh bhi mil legi un auraton se aur tujhe jooton se bhi marenge”, said Javed. “Parr yeh sab record hoga achhe se aur fir hum yeh pura video sarpanch k paas le jayenge aur batayenge kya hua tere saath, bass yeh hi ek baat hai ki tujhe kaafi der tak maar-peeth karenge kal. Par dhyaan rakhna bhabhi, jab tujhe woh log maar-peeth karte hai, kahi bhaag mat jaana, wahi ruk k pitai kha lena, nhi toh hume video banane me dikkat hogi..“.

Mushtaq then interjected, “Javed, tera idea boht sahi hai, parr randi ka dhyaan kaun rakhega? isko bohot gandi maar-peeth karne wale hai woh log”.

“Mushtaq bhayya, filhaal abhi mere paas iska koi solution nhi hai…bhabhi ko maar-peeth khana hoga…kyun ki agar hum me se koi beech me aaya toh turanth hi raita phel jayega aur pura plan kharaab ho jayega…woh auratein itne saare hai ki woh mil ke humari bhi pitaai kar sakte hai”, he said. “Parr mein itna koshish kar sakta hu, sarpanch sahab ko leke aa jaunga milk booth k paas. Ek baar video dikhane k baad mujhe nhi lagta woh bhi mana karenge, kya kehte ho aap?”.

Mushtaq wasn’t really sure. He wasn’t sure if Purva would be able to take another round of beating from the slum women, given that this was going to be even more rough and humiliating.

Sajid said, “agar bhabhi aaj se jaada maar-peeth le sakti hai toh yeh idea mujhe sahi lag rha hai…”, he declared.

Mushtaq who was still gently massaging his wife’s boobs asked her, “kya randi kya kehti ho tum? le paoge aur maar-peeth?”

Purva thought for some time. Of course the moment itself was very scary and humiliating, not to forget painful. But she was fine now after like 3 hours it happened, wasn’t she? Her boobs and face still had bruises, but taking rest today would ease her parts. Of course, today dadi maa had come to her rescue, but tomorrow if she appeared naked again, she was sure she would also turn against her as she said today. She didn’t if dadi maa hadn’t appeared today, how long it would continue. But Javed’s plan sounded pretty good to her. Once they had video evidence of her humiliation, they could completely turn tables against all of the slum women, and that was what Purva wanted right now. Purva felt that it had now become an ego game with the slum women. But was it worth it to endure very humiliating treatment at the hands of the slum women out in the public? She asked herself. Her innate answer was yes, and that’s what she went with. She suddenly seemed to gain resolve to beat the slum women at their place, and she didn’t mind if that meant she would be beaten by the slum women more than today. She still thought for a while and finally said, “thik h, mein aur maar-peeth kha lungi“. Sajid and Javed pumped their fists, “YES!” they shouted, while Mushtaq celebrated the moment with a rough kiss on her wife’s lips. He was waiting so long for the perfect moment to roughly kiss his wife today and he was happy to have finally done it in a happy moment.

Javed asked Purva, “bhabhi mere 2 aur logon ko kya mein yahan bulake tera badan dikha sakta hu? mein chahta hu ki inko bhi tera kahani pata chale taaki woh log bhi kal dil se kaam kare, thik h?”

Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.

Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.

ddey333 · 10-11-2022, 06:07 PM

Purva's initiation in the slums continues

The plan was set into motion. Javed and Sajid starting working on the plan already. Purva’s body mainly her boobs and face were still sore but they were starting to feel better now. Two more of Javed’s guys were planned to come to their house and the idea was to get the whole thing set up perfectly for tomorrow. Purva felt concerned for Mushtaq, no doubt the whole thing was stressful for him. If all was good, Purva and Mushtaq by now would be having a romantic time. But such was the situation then. She decided to do something for his husband.

“Mushtaq ji, aap bathroom me chaliye, me doodh le kar aati hu wahi pe…”, she said.

Mushtaq was really happy that Purva offered him their morning ritual even in such a situation. He beamed with joy and said, “haan randi, aaja, mera bohot mann kar rha hai…“. Saying so he fondled her breasts with joy before going to the bathroom.

“Javed ji, mein aur Mushtaq ji 15-20 mins. me aate hai”, said Purva.

“Haan bhabhi koi nhi, yeh kaam jitna important, woh kaam bhi utna hi”, he said with a wink.

Purva smiled and proceeded to finish their morning ritual, this time in the sleazy toilet.

As she entered the bathroom with the tray containing water and milk, Mushtaq was brushing his teeth. He signaled her to kneel down in her usual pose with her hands behind her back. As she waited for him to brush his teeth, Mushtaq did the unthinkable. He asked Purva to open her mouth and spit the dirty foam from his mouth into hers. As he continued to brush, he asked Purva to contain the foam in her mouth. It was of course the kink of Mushtaq that encouraged them to do such romantic acts. Purva felt hotness increasing in her body, realizing how nastily she was being treated by her hubby. He spit more foam into her mouth couple of times, and then said “randi ab tu wapas paste mat laga, issi brush se tu bhi brush kar”. Saying so, he gave Purva the brush that was still unwashed. It was no doubt that Mushtaq loved to humiliate her but this was just too damn kinky, Purva thought. She loved how naughty and nasty Mushtaq would sometimes get with her, and after all that was she made to go through the morning, she felt it a welcome change to be used like that by her husband. Purva seductively smiled at her husband, and went on to brush her teeth with the used brush and foam in her mouth, in the kneel-down position. Mushtaq loved to see Purva being docile and accepting anything that was done to her. Mushtaq’s erection knew no bounds as he subjected Purva to such a demeaning treatment. Finally, they performed the ritual like everyday, except that this was in the dingy little toilet. Purva loved to serve her husband, and the fact that she offered her mouth to be savaged by her husband in there was a testament to true love. As usual Mushtaq rough-fucked her mouth and spit over her face with lust. He really felt like slapping her face too, but didn’t want to do it as Purva was already slapped enough by the slum women that morning. So he made up for that by spitting all over her beautiful face while drinking the milk. It was of course ironic that Purva was subjected to such rough treatment by the slum women for going naked to get that same milk which would then be used by her hubby to spit on her face. It was a twisted little sex-game, seemed like.

Once the ritual was over, Mushtaq asked her to clean her face with a dry cloth that was lying in the toilet. She would have expected to wash her face, but Mushtaq didn’t seem to be interested in that. So she did as she was told as Mushtaq then proceeded to kiss her lips with lust. For a moment, the couple seemed to forget what was going on with the slum women and both of them kissed each other like lovers swept with lust. “Randi, tu tension mat le, javed bohot sahi hai aise mamlon me, woh pakka tera bhala karega”, he said as he continued to lick her lips, while softly kneading both her tits.

Finally, after having their romantic time, Purva urged Mushtaq to freshen up and she made her way out of the bathroom when she was greeted by two young lads who were sitting on their bed. “Haan bhabhi, aa jaa, yeh hai mere crew wale launde…iska naam hai Zakir aur yeh hai Abdul”, said Javed pointing to them.

Purva waved her hand at them, obviously shy of the fact that she was so casually nude in front of them. The young lads of course did not mind as both of them had a feast for their eyes eying every inch of Purva’s ripe nakedness as they wished. Purva shyly dropped her head as the young lads continued to enjoy her naked figure as Javed asked her to sit in between them. “Bhai, ek baar bhabhi ke stann pe haath rakh ke dekho, tumhe samajh me aayega kitna maar-peeth kiya unn besharam auraton ne iske saath“.

Javed’s words hadn’t even completely come out of his mouth and the two lads took each of Purva’s boobs and started to rub them. They continued to rub while lusting at Purva’s entire naked body. Purva was too shy to raise her head and look at them, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see that they were beaming with joy enjoying the lucky opportunity to rub a sexy woman’s boobs who was shameless exhibiting her nude body to them. Also, the sight of her boobs was probably just too sexy she thought. They were of course still red and sore from the treatment by the slum women, but that exact sight on a plump and ripe woman like Purva was obviously too hot for the young lads. The two then started to pinch her nipples slightly as Purva just grimaced with pain, but still with her head hung with shame and arousal. Of course, this was turning her on. The whole thing was just too erotic for her. On one hand, the two lads knew that Purva had taken a rough beating from the slum women for shameless wandering nude out in the open, and they were specifically here to help her handle the situation, but here she was being subjected to their lustful activities. The young lads continued to feel her titties in all possible ways, as they seemed to be unable to quench their lust for this nude shameless whore. Finally, after a while of having them let them have their fun, Javed said to Purva, “bhabhi tu aaj massage karwa lena Mushtaq bhayya se…tujhe chahiye hoga, kyun ki tujhe kal bohot marenge woh log…Zakir aur Abdul, tum log yahan aao aur mera plan suno…kal koi galti nhi ho sakta hai..”. The young lads listening to Javed’s words finally gave up on her titties, but not before giving her a final pinch and a lustful smile.

ddey333 · 10-11-2022, 09:35 PM

After a while Mushtaq came out of the bath and said, “Aaja meri raand tera maalish karta hu mein…”. In front of all the folks, Mushtaq made Purva lie down on the floor and proceeded to massage her boobs with oil. This was of course an activity that they had done quite a few times before, but it was a romantic activity that they did every afternoon usually when Mushtaq would savage on his wife’s sexy bald pussy. But now, there were 4 other folks, two of whom Purva had just met and that made it a little different. Of course the men made it a point to notice their activity every now and then as Mushtaq gleefully rubbed her sexy wife’s sore boobs with oil. The new lads specifically made sure to fully lust at the romantic activity. Purva was beginning to feel very hot with the whole thing as she caught the men’s eyes. They were still working, but of course their attention was definitely diverted to the silly lust object lying naked in front of them cheaply on the floor as she was massaged by her husband’s rough hands to his heart’s content.

“Bhayya, purva ka purva badan maalish karna hoga aap ko…aur iska bhosda me thoda jyaada tel lagana, kyun ki mujhe lagta hai woh auratein bhabhi ka bhosda ka bhi pitai karenge”, said Sajid.

Sajid’s words had a two-fold effect on Purva. She certainly humiliated as Sajid openly referred to her pussy with crude language in front of everyone. But more than that, she was sure she was scared of what she was going to be made to go through tomorrow by the slum women. Sajid was right, she wasn’t going to be spared if she went to the milk booth completely nude tomorrow, especially after the warning that she was given today. But, she hoped that her efforts would succeed in them turning against the slum women as Javed and his team made plans to record the entire debasement of Purva. Her train of thoughts were interrupted as Mushtaq started to massage her bald pussy. She looked at Mushtaq who was directly staring at Purva with a lusty smile. He said, “Haan ab iske bhosde pe baal bhi nhi hai na…agar baal hota toh thoda bach jaati iski”. The men agreed to Mushtaq’s statement, but of course there was nothing they could do about it now. The men’s gaze averted to Purva’s vagina as Mushtaq obscenely continued to massage his wife’s pussy with more and more oil, as he gathered her pussy skin in various shapes to massage it.

Mushtaq seemed to be getting into the groove, and the presence of others did not seem to stop him from enjoying his wife’s beautiful cunt, which was, for all practical purposes his. Knowing that all of the guys’ eyes were on his nude wife’s vagina, he seemed to embrace his kink of doing nasty things to his woman in front of his comrades. He inserted two of his fingers deep in her pussy, and Purva immediately knew what was about to come. With the lust that Purva very well knew and experienced on her, Mushtaq began to roughly fuck her sorry cunt with his fingers in front of his brothers. It was such a kinky sight as Purva inadvertently closed her eyes with pain and pleasure as well as the erotic humiliation of being treated like a shameless whore in front of so many guys in that tiny little house. As Mushtaq continued to finger-fuck her pussy, she withered left and right as the whole erotica of the situation seemed to make her go mad with pleasure. An orgasm soon came over her, as she found herself shedding tears of joy. She still had her eyes closed and she spoke something uncohesively that did not make sense, much to the amusement of the males around her. She could only hear their happy laughs vaguely as Mushtaq continued to finger her through her orgasm. Mushtaq was muttering love phrases to her as he usually did when administering his lust to her in this way, “meri randi….yeh tere ko karne me bohot mazaa aata hai, sasti raand…”, he said as he spit on her face. She felt that her orgasm was indeed tearing her apart as she continued to still twist with pleasure, as she kept moaning loudly. The guys continued to say something, but to Purva, all that mattered was the intensity of the orgasm. It seemed like this one didn’t seem to end, and she didn’t want it to end, ever. It made her feel so ecstatic and during that awesome period, she wished this moment would never stop. Finally, after a while, her orgasm finally subsided as Mushtaq gave her one slap on her tight cunt. She squealed with pain, but managed to open her watery eyes. She felt severely humiliated as all the men were directly staring at her, contended smiles on their faces. She looked at all of them once and smiled at them, knowing that she had treated them with a wonderful spectacle, the beauty of a woman’s orgasm in the most primitive and nasty way. Finally she looked at Mushtaq who was also obviously contended with his achievement at making his wife orgasm like a stupid whore in front of all his friends. With love and lust still lingering over her, she motioned Mushtaq to come near her, and the couple shared a romantic lip kiss. Mushtaq then said, “meri randi, tera bhosda dekh ke ruk nhi paaya, par lagta hai tu sahi pagal hui hai aaj, kyun?”. At that moment, purva truly felt words would not do justice to the heavenly feeling she had experienced. She nodded her head with a smile and initiated another lovely romantic kiss with her hubby. “Haha, lagta hai tujhe bohot sahi laga…ab thodi der aise hi so jaa, thodi der mein uth ke khaana bana le sab k liye, koi dikkat nhi”, said Mushtaq breaking from the kiss.

As Purva closed her eyes, obviously tired from the intense orgasm, Mushtaq and then rest of them men drooled and lusted over the naked whore in front of them. Purva was lying as her body was glistening with oil that was obscenely spread across her entire ripe nude flesh. Her legs were spread wide after the rough finger-fucking she was made subjected to. It was definitely something that they had never enjoyed before. As they continued to make their plan for tomorrow, they could not help but gawk at the beautiful whore that slept there shameless on the floor with her body all glistening with oil. It was all like a wet dream to them and each of them thanked the stars for getting an opportunity to be in Purva’s presence right then.

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