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Of course, Hussain derived great pleasure in humiliating the sorry whore. He looked at Purva and the nude shameless form she presented in front of him only made him tighter in his pants. "chalo fir bata hi deta hu", he said as he narrated the whole incident of Purva's humiliation by the slum women. Pervertedly enough he made sure he got into as much detail as possible, much to the surprise and amusement of the new guys, and much to the embarrassment of Purva. She was indeed feeling quite humiliated as Hussain openly narrated how badly she was beaten and spit on by the slum women right on the streets and how the panchayat ruling had taken place.
"Achha toh yeh raand abhi doodh bechti hai sab k liye?", asked Irfan amazed at how shameless this whore was. No wonder she agreed to do a raand naach all naked on stage in front of everyone. Purva was by now in shame as all the men threw cheap glances at her knowing how dirtily she was debased by the slum women while at the same time openly enjoying her exposed privates.
Irfan looked at her feeling shy and passed a giggle. "Chal koi nhi naachraand, iss raandnaach me tum khul ke naach lena nangi ho kar", he said as he ogled at her pussy.
For the next few minutes, Hussain and Irfan discussed on how long the raand naach would be and how many songs Purva would have to dance for. Ultimately they decided that Purva would dance for 40 songs which would amount to a total of approximately 3 hours of stage dance by the nude whore.
"Itni naach sakti hai na randi?", asked Hussain to Purva.
40 songs was certainly challenging, Purva thought. But of course, she loved to dance, and the fact that she would be nude on stage would only bring more excitement and energy in her, so she decided to take up the challenge.
"Haan naach sakti hu Hussain ji, parr thoda practice toh chahiye hoga", she said.
"Haan, koi nhi. practice toh Irfan karwa lega tere se...parr achhe se seekh lena", he said.
Irfan then proceeded to examine more of her nude body.
"Randi, ek baar haath upar karo", he said, wanting to see how Purva's boobs looked like with her arms up.
As Purva did so, Irfan said, "Arre baap re...iske bhosde me bilkul baal nhi hai aur iske kaksh me itne baal hai? yeh kya bana rakha hai aapne randi ke Mushtaq ji", he said as he turned around to Mushtaq with an amused and questionable look.
Mushtaq shyly responded, "Main isse aise hi dekhna chahta hu yaar, aise kaksh me baal rakhke bohot jabardast lagti hai mujhe".
All the men passed out an amused laugh at Mushtaq's kink.
"Hahaha, randi ka pure mazee le rahe ho Mushtaq ji aap toh", said Irfan with a wink at Mushtaq. "Parr stage pe raand naach ke waqt iss baal ka kuch toh karna padega", he added.
"Haan woh sab baad me sochenge yaar Irfan, randi tum ek baar tumhari gaand bhi dikha hi do inko", said Hussain to Purva.
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Purva immediately complied to the Sarpanch's request and turned around to show her behind to the men. Purva surely also possessed one of the best asses and that was evident in the way the men lusted at her ass. It was so damn perfect that the men were literally left speechless.
"Mast, ek dum mast", said Irfan as he could not help walking over to Purva and grabbing her butt cheeks. Purva shyly looked back at him as Irfan boldy continued to feel up Purva's ass with both his hands. With lust shouting loudly in his eyes, he said, "Randi aise gaand aur babbe se bohot achhe steps banenge...mazaa hi aa jayega tumse raandnaach karwane me". Purva of course loved how she was being treated by Irfan, her dance master, whom she had just met. She loved to be touched and groped by men, and the wetness in her pussy right then was a testament to that. She simply smiled at Irfan allowing him to continue feeling up her ass. He then made Purva turn around and felt up her boobs right in front of everyone much to their amusement.
"Arre Irfan, aise tharka jaa rahe ho randi ko nanga dekh kar toh use kya dance sikhaoge?", he said with a stiffled laugh, much to the amusement of all the men.
Irfan too conscious of the fact that he was openly molesting the whore in front of everyone stepped back. "Maaf kardo Hussain ji, ab raand ka badan khatarnaak hi hai", he said, as he playfully licked his lips looking at Purva's nude form once again. Purva just shyly hung her head down low from the erotica of the situation as the men openly commented on her.
"Randi ek kaam karo...haath upar karke 20 chhalaang maaro abhi", said Irfan.
Purva nodded her head and held up her hands showing her cheap dense armpit hair for all the men to enjoy. She then proceeded to jump up and down allowing her boobs to jiggle with every jump. It was indeed very humiliating for Purva as all the men laughed at the sight of her boobs beating up and down furiously with each of her jumps.
"Dekho iske babbe ko...kya cheez hai yaar yeh randi", was all Irfan could say as he not help himself smile at the sight in front of him. This whore was his to play with for the days to come. Just the sight of her jumping naked in front of them gave him so much pleasure, he could not believe how lucky he was. In his mind, he was imagining all of the dirty and obscene dance movements and poses he would make this whore do and he was on cloud 9.
After Purva finished her 20 chhalaangs shamelessly in front of the men, all of them clapped in delight at getting the chance to see such an erotic spectacle. Of course they all loved how shamelessly Purva did anything they asked, and the sight of her boobs jumping up and down rigorously was definitely a sight to relish.
After few more exchanges, Hussain said, "Chal Mushtaq, tu apni randi ko leke ja, kal isse thik 11 baje bhej dena yahan pe practice ke liye...kal se iska tayyari shuru kar lega Irfan yahan pe".
"Thik h Hussain ji, chalo fir hum abhi chalte hai", said Mushtaq.
"Randi kapde pehn le", he said to Purva as Irfan came forward and handed over Purva's clothes.
"Randi tumhara badan raandnaach k liye bana hua hai...tumhe achhe high beat aur loud gaane k saath nachaunga...bohot jabardast dikhegi tu.", he said, as he nonchalantly groped her tits one last time before Mushtaq and Purva left.
As Purva and Mushtaq hopped on to their cycle, Purva could not contain herself anymore. Her pussy was so damn wet right then, she was sure that all of the guys had noticed it. Anyway, her whole body would be open to them for the next few days, so it did not matter anyway. The only thing that mattered to her right now was that she wanted to get roughly fucked by her hubby. "Mushtaq ji", she said in a playfully seductive tone while on their way. "Mujhe aap ka pyaar chahiye ghar pahunchte hi". "Randi ab toh tumhe bohot jor se thokunga...apna bhosda bachake rahiyo", he said as he fastened his pace to reach home quicker.
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As they hopped out of the cycle, Purva immediately removed her burkha outside their house itself. There were a few men nearby on the streets who catch her sight, but since she could not see any woman, she went ahead and removed her burkha and hung it across on the string. Mushtaq and Purva then went inside the house as Purva got herself naked in a jiffy. "Aa jao Mushtaq ji mujhe aap ka pyaar chahiye", she said seductively hopping onto the bed. The couple then proceeded to have good rough sex, their first of the day. Musthaq made Purva sleep on her stomach as he inserted his thick dick inside her warm wet pussy. "Aaj toh bohot garam ho gyi hogi tu randi, hai na", he said as he humped her roughly from behind. "Haan Mushtaq ji, ouccchhhh", she screamed loudly as Mushtaq roughly fucked her. After depositing his cum inside his dear wife's pussy, he turned her towards him and roughly kissed her lips. "Duniya me har mard kam se kam ek baar toh tere bhosda ka mazaa lene chahiye", he said with lust as he spit on her face cheaply and slapped her stupid cunt.
After their sex session, Purva proceeded to cook lunch in the nude as she usually did, while Mushtaq watched TV. After lunch, the couple proceeded to take a nap as Mushtaq lovingly wrapped his arms around his wife boobs and licked her neck and face with lust. They talked about a few things randomly including the raand naach. Purva confessed that she was indeed excited to be so nude and shameless on stage in front of countless men, but at the same time she wanted to deliver her best. "Uska chinta mat kar randi, Hussain ji bol rahe the ki Irfan bohot achha dance master hai, aur woh bohot strict bhi hai...woh tumhe achhe se sikhayega", he said to ease his slut wife.
After they got up at around 5 pm, Purva proceeded to prepare some snacks and poured a peg of rum for her husband. This was how they usually spent the evenings of their married life. Mushtaq made Purva sit beside him as he devoured his favorite rum while watching TV. Of course, his hands nonchalantly roamed around on Purva's naked flesh as he took fun in pinching his wife's boobs and rubbing her pussy. Purva loved how romantic it was and was starting to love this activity each evening. She loved to be naked for her husband and have her private parts for devoted to his hands as he drank his alcohol. As Mushtaq consumed liquor, he would get horny and that was usually evident in the way he would start molesting his wife's tits and pussy. Purva usually loved it and even found it cute on the part of her husband as he would involuntarily start treating her rougher and rougher as he got high. He would also every now and then smooch her lips completely engulfing his wife's luscious lips inside his and licking them with lust. Purva loved how nasty and cheap this activity was, given that she hated the smell of alcohol. But of course, she loved how special it made Mushtaq feel and so she obediently offered herself completely to him.
As the couple were enjoying themselves, they heard a knock on the door. Purva immediately got out of the bed and opened the door careful to hide her nude self behind the door. Of course there was no chance that it would be a woman, but she just wanted to play it safe.
"Kaun hai randi?", her husband asked her.
"Hussain ji aur Irfan ji aaye hai Mushtaq ji, aaiye saheb aaiye", she welcomed them, as she gave up her modesty exposing her nude body to the their feasting eyes.
Hussain and Irfan smiled at each other amused at how casual this whore was in exhibiting her nude body to them. Of course, this quality of Purva was so useful to them right then. Her shamelessness and her eagerness to show off her private parts to all sorts of men was what made this whole raand naach proposal materialize, and Hussain and Irfan could not be more happier for that.
"Kya chal rha hai Mushtaq, do do nashe leke baithe ho", said Hussain suggestively.
"Arre shaam ko yeh hi hota hai saheb humara schedule. Thoda nasha idhar, aur thoda nasha udhar", he said pointing at Purva's pussy.
All the men shared a laugh as Purva too politely smiled at Hussain and Irfan.
"Randi ek kaam kar, wahan se do chair leke aa aur chai bhi bana de Irfan aur Hussain ji k liye", said Mushtaq.
"Thik h ji", said Purva obediently and got on with the command.
Purva prepared chai for the 2 guests in the nude and got them to the hall in a tray.
"purghi tum bhi yahan baith jao, hum log teri raandnaach k baare kuch jaroori cheeze baat karne aaye hai", said Hussain.
"Ji saheb", said purva as she sat beside Mushtaq in the nude as Mushtaq proceeded to play with her tits immediately.
Both Irfan and Hussain acknowledged Mushtaq's lust for his wife and how shamelessly she allowed him to molest her in front of men as they passed a sly smile at Purva.
Purva blushed deeply as she tried to act nonchalant about it.
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After a few sips of the tea, Hussain brought the objective of their visit to the forefront.
"Mushtaq, aaj subah tum logon k jaane k baad main aur Irfan kuch soch rahe the raandnaach k baare me", he said.
"Ji boliye na", said Mushtaq.
"Hum soch rahe the Mushtaq, ki purghi ke raandnaach ke saath thoda aur masala bhi ho jaye", said Hussain.
Mushtaq not sure of what exactly was in Hussain's mind, said "kis tarah ka masala saheb?"
"Yaar hum aise kuch soch rahe the...ki purghi ko ek nayi vadhu jaise stage pe dikhaye iski raandnaach shuru karne se pehle", said Hussain.
Mushtaq thoughtfully nodded. "achha, aage batao Hussain ji.."
"Haan, toh Abdul hai na humare saath, woh isse introduce karega ki yeh uski biwi hai. Hum soch rahe the ki yeh thoda achha mahaul banayega raandnaach k liye. Randi ko ek achha red color saree bhi pehnayenge aur ek dum achhi tarah haath aur pair pe mehendi lagake achhe se mustaab karenge isse", said Hussain.
"Achha saheb, sahi hai, fir? uske baad naach shuru hoga?", asked Mushtaq.
"Haan uske baad hi. Parr raandnaach shuru hone se pehle Abdul stage pe bolega ki yeh uski biwi bohot achhi naachti hai, aur yeh ki woh apne biwi ka nanga naach sab ko dikhana chahta hai. fir apne biwi ka saree utaar dega stage pe aur isse nanga karega, aur bass randi ki raandnaach shuru ", said Hussain.
Mushtaq certainly loved the idea, evident in how he reacted. He looked at his wife and pinched her nipples roughly.
"Haha, achha idea hai yeh saheb", he said.
"Haan, aise kuch masala ho toh aur badhiya mahaul lagega guests k liye, hai na?", said Hussain as Irfan appreciatively nodded his head.
"Ji bilkul, achha idea hai...yeh karenge", said Mushtaq enthusiastically.
"kyun purghi, karogi na yeh? tumhe ek achha saree bhi pehnne ko milega", said Hussain.
Purva too loved the idea. It was certainly a little kinky but she too was of the view that it would add a good sense of ambience to the whole raand naach.
"Ji, main karungi yeh", she said as she politely smiled at Hussain and Irfan.
"Badhiya, iske saath hi kuch aur cheeze bhi karna chahte hai hum purghi k saath, raandnaach k liye", said Hussain.
"Boliye na, Hussain ji", said Mushtaq as he continued to drink his alcohol, and in the process getting rougher with his wife, as he tightly pinched his wife's tits. He also made her spread her legs so that her pussy was openly visible to both Hussain and Irfan.
Hussain had of course seen such behaviour from Mushtaq at his home, but for Irfan it was the first time, and he was enjoying how Mushtaq was treating his wife in front of them. He gave a lusty look at Purva meeting her gaze and openly brought his gaze down to gawk at her pussy. It was truly an erotic experience for him to see such a willing and shameless whore.
Hussain continued, '"Toh hum yeh soch rahe the ki randi ka kuch badhiya makeup ho jaaye raandnaach k liye, kyun?"
Mushtaq said, "Arre saheb makeup toh karenge hi iska...bina makeup k kaise stage pe naachegi yeh?"
"Haan matab...par hum chahte hai ki isko thoda ajeeb sa makeup de...matlab kuch colorful wala makeup", said Hussain.
Irfan, looking at Mushtaq's confused face, and understanding that Hussain probably had difficulty in conveying his exact intentions, interjected "Mushtaq ji, actually baat yeh hai ki ab purghi naachegi stage pura nanga ho kar, hai na?".
"Haan", said Mushtaq.
"Ab yeh toh aap manoge na, ki jitni bhi raand ho, stage pe itne saare mard k saamne pura nanga hoke naachna sharam ki baat hoti hai, aur aise khullam khulla naachne k liye bohot besharam hone chahiye, hai na?", said Irfan in a confident manner.
"Thik h, maan gaye Irfan, aage batao...", said Mushtaq.
"Ji, toh ab purghi stage pe nanga ho kar naach rahi hai, toh isko hum bohot besharam dikhane k liye kuch cheap makeup and look dena chahte hai isse, matlab ek sasti raand jaise, samajh rahe ho na aap, ki main kya bolna chahta hu?", said Irfan trying to sound convincing.
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Mushtaq as well as Purva got an idea of their intentions. Their argument was that only a cheap and shameless whore would accept to dance naked on stage in front of so many men, so it was logical that Purva should be shown on stage like a cheap prostitute. Truth be told, she found their argument legit, but what was exactly in their minds? As Mushtaq spoke out, she realised that he was also on the same page as her.
"Hmm, samajh rha hu Irfan, aage batao...kaise makeup karna chahte ho randi ka?", said Mushtaq.
"Ji, toh hum soch rahe hai ki purghi ke baal waise bhi ajeeb hai abhi...toh isko thoda aur cheap and sexy dikhane k liye ise bohot chota kar de pehle toh", said Irfan. Of course, he wanted to take it slow, step by step. Hussain and Irfan had together thought about all of this, as a way to satisfy their kinks for Purva. They realised that there was so much potential in this raand naach and that they could make it so sexually erotic and cheap with a willing whore like Purva. Irfan knew that to convince Mushtaq and Purva, he needed to talk properly, and so he did, carving out his words confidently and sensibly.
Mushtaq asked, "kitna chhota karna chahte ho?"
"Mushtaq ji dekho, main toh chahta hu ki randi ke baal 1 cm se jaada na ho, tabhi iska ka ek cheap look aayega. Main isko bohot kam baalon me dikhana chahta hu. Matlab yeh main iss liye suggest kar rha hu kyun ki purghi k baalon ko woh auraton ne already kaat liya, aur sach batau toh waise bhi aise uneven baalon me aap ki randi gandi lag rhi hai...toh main bass yeh bol rha hu ki isko uniform kar dete hai ek dum chhota kar ke...fir randi ka bohot badhiya cheap look aayega jo raandnaach k liye bohot sahi lagega", said Irfan.
Hussain was of course listening intently. Earlier, they had decided that Irfan should be the one to talk through the majority of this, as Hussain belonged to the same slum as Musthaq. So, he wasn't sure if proposing such a vulgar proposition to Musthaq and Purva would yield fruitful results. Anyway, he was happy with how Irfan was carrying out their plan.
Mushtaq, was no doubt excited and aroused about this proposition, imagining such a cheap and slutty look for Purva. She would look so trashy and roadside dancing naked on stage with an almost bald head.
Purva on the other hand was slightly worried. No doubt, she engaged in the same kind of perversion given how she loved to be humiliated and used. Her only concern was getting almost bald. She would definitely look really really trashy and she would love it, but how could she possibly get back to normal life after that? What would she explain to her urban neighbors when asked about her near-baldness, when she finally got back with Tarun? The social pressure did make her uncomfortable about this idea. However, she did feel pretty excited about the idea, truth be told. Indeed these men had great kinks, she thought as she looked at Irfan and Hussain, all passionate about bringing the best out of Purva for the raand naach. Of course, she knew they were all satisfying their sexual kinks, and that's what made her excited. She loved to be an exhibit, a sex object that men would use to satisfy their perverted pleasures. Anyway, she let them continue and listen them out completely as Mushtaq spoke.
"Hmm, yaar 1cm baal toh bohot chhota ho gaya, takla hi maan lo fir...aur takla ho gyi toh iska ijjat pura chala jayega..isse gaav ke mahilayon toh waise bhi neech samajhte hai...aur agar baal itna udha diya raandnaach k liye toh isse aur neech kar denge", said Mushtaq.
"dekho Mushtaq ji, thik h main yeh maan leta hu ki 1cm bohot chhota hai aur randi usme takla lagega...par ijjat kyun chali jayegi iski? Aaj kal randiyon ko itna fashion me toh rehna padta hai na. Aur waise toh main isse takla bhi banane ka soch rha tha...par hum yeh bhi soch rahe the ki iske baalon pe alag alag colour ke dye bhi lagaye aur achha cheap look dene k liye isko stage pe, toh uske liye randi pe thoda baal hona jaroori hai. Aur mujhe yeh bhi pata hai ki aap ko aap ke randi ke kaksh k baal bohot pasand hai...toh inko waise main kaatne ka soch rha tha, parr kyun ki aap ko itna pasand hai, main chahta hu ki inko bhi achhe se colour dye karwaye", said Irfan, once again confidently putting forward his perverted thoughts for the whore.
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Purva was now beginning to get concerned. Irfan was asking Mushtaq to not just colour her hair with multiple colours but also colour her armpit hair. She knew she would look utterly cheap in such a perverted avatar. No doubt such a look would be so damn hot and trashy, and she certainly appreciated Irfan and Hussain's creativity as they talked about such ideas. There was no doubt such a nasty and cheap look on Purva would definitely make men go crazy with perverted pleasure, something that would go well with the shameless raand naach she was going to do. Thinking about herself in such a sleazy look made her beam with happiness too, but it would certainly entail a lot of risk for her. As Mushtaq pointed out, such a nasty and cheap look would definitely not go down well with the slum women who had severely humiliated purva for appearing nude at the milk booth. What would she say to the slum women when she would go to deliver milk, when they would ask her about her cheap looks? She was sure that this raand naach was a men only event so there would no women for the event, so the raand naach itself was fine. But now her almost bald look with multiple colours as well as coloured bushy armpit hair in such a public setup has a great possibility of pissing the slum women off. What would she say to dadi maa? What if she would not approve of Purva's extremely trashy look? She certainly didn't want to disappoint dadi maa who was so close to her. Moreover, she could certainly not go through another trashing from the slum women for being so shameless and whorish with her looks. In the larger scheme of things, she would probably find some reason for such a stupid and trashy look to say to her urban neighbors when she got back to her normal life, and she would definitely not have a problem with Tarun who always supported Purva in acting on her kinks and fetishes, but indeed getting almost bald would be a very bold step for her. Moreover getting her hair dyed with multiple colours would draw too much of a flak from the slum women, and she knew she would definitely be ill-treated if she went ahead. Anyway, she decided to voice her opinions later, and let her husband Mushtaq handle the situation right then.
"Yaar, yeh toh bohot jaada ho gaya randi k liye...bohot hi sasti chhinnar lagegi jis hisaab se tum bol rahe ho...matlab randi wala ganda makeup ispe mujhe bhi pasand hai aur main bhi isko aise makeup karta hu jab hum bahar nikalte hai, parr yeh bohot hi ganda hoga. Aur isne abhi tak bohot maar khaya hai gaav ke auraton ke haath...aaj Hussain ji ne tumhe bataya na...iska bhosda tak nhi chhoda unn auraton ne, aur agar isne aise kiya, toh woh log wapas iski pitai kar denge", said Mushtaq, with a voice of concern for his dear whore. Of course, he too was intrigued and aroused with such a look for purva, but he did realise that they were asking too much out of purva. He was also concerned about the slum women. Given how roughly they had treated his whore for wandering out shamelessly naked, he was sure they would make noise and mess with purva if she appeared in such a cheap persona.
Purva was glad that Mushtaq, her husband was taking a stance for her. She of course knew that Mushtaq loved to humiliate her, and she also knew that Mushtaq would, like all the men in the slums, love to see Purva in such a trashy look. But she also knew he would not give her up to the slum women, that her safety was important to him, and she was certainly moved by his gesture. She listened to the conversation intently though she desperately had questions about the whole thing. For now, she decided that she let the men talk and reach a conclusion and then she would voice her opinion and concerns. She knew that it was not something Hussain and Irfan would force Purva to do without her consent, so she was not feeling uncomfortable and awkward about it. Of course, she realised her purpose for the raand naach was to be a source of utmost pleasure for all the men in the slums along with the guests and that Irfan and Hussain were only talking about the best way to put the show up. Of course, she knew that they were derived from their perverted thoughts about Purva, but she wasn't worried about it. After all, she was of the impression that men would have such perverted intentions about a whore like her.
Moreover, Hussain had already told them how important her naked raand naach was for the entire slums politically and culturally, and as Mushtaq's wife, she did feel responsible for it. Anyway, she kept quiet for the time being and just listened intently to the men.
"Dekho Mushtaq ji, mujhe pata hai tumhari raand unn auraton se kitni gandi tarah maar khayi hai...parr ab aise aap log unse darte rahoge toh kya fayda? Aap hi bol rahe ho na, ki woh auraton ne aap ki raand ko neech samajh liya hai? Toh ab agar randi agar takla bann kar colour laga liya toh kya farak padh raha hai aap ko? Bass, thoda aur neech ho gyi, itna hi na?", said Irfan.
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Irfan continued, "Chalo main ek baath sach sach bataunga aap dono k saamne Mushtaq ji...aaj tak maine bohot raandnaach karwaya hai aise hi stage pe kaafi gaav me...parr aaj tak ek bhi raand pura nanga ho kar nhi naachi. Aur main yeh bhi bol sakta hu...ki tumhari raand jaise raand ko maine aaj tak nhi dekha hai...sachhi mein...iske babbe, chucche, bhosda, gaand, kamar...sab ek dum top class hai, iska shape ek dum nasheela hai...ek dum aise raandnaach k liye bana hua hai iska badan. Ab aise randi agar besharam khullam khulla naachne k liye tayyar hai, apni bhosda aur chucche hawa pe khelte hue, toh achhe se dikhao na isse, bass mera yeh point hai. Aise baal aur kaksh me colour lagake naachegi toh sab ko bohot achha lagega, aur apne guests toh randi ko dekh kar bohot khush honge. Chalo aap mujhe yeh batao...aap ki raand ko dekh ke sach batao...isse aise cheap look me aise nanga naachte hue dekhne me kitna mazaa aayega aap ko?", said Irfan. He knew this time he made a very good impression for sure. He looked at Mushtaq who kept silent for a moment, and finally responded...
"Yaar Irfan, main yeh nhi mana karr rha. Mujhe pata hai meri randi bohot maal hai, aur aise avatar me bohot sasti raand jaise dikhegi aur Mastanpur me har mard ka dil khush hoga isse aise dekh ke...par iska bhosda toh mera hai na...iska bhosda ka khyaal toh rakhna hoga mujhe, hai ki nhi? Raandnaach k baad tum log toh chale jaaoge, aur agar woh auraton ne iska bhosda ka pitai kar liya toh?", said Mushtaq in a stern voice.
Purva was listening intently to the discussion, as both Purva and Hussain became mute spectators and exchanged looks at each other. Purva of course, understood the gravity of the situation. She could see that her husband was putting forward his points towards her safety and she loved him for that. Hussain just blinked his eyes at Purva, suggesting her to remain calm and let Irfan and Mushtaq deal with the situation right now. Purva too nodded her head that evoked a comforting smile from Hussain.
"Hmm, thik h Mushtaq ji, main samajh gaya aap ka darr. Agar yahi aap ka problem hai, toh main kal hi jaake gaav k saare auraton se baat karunga personally. Unko main samjhaunga ki purghi ka yeh raandnaach Mastanpur k liye kitna bhala hai aur iss raandnaach me purghi ko achhe se dikhana kitna jaroori hai. Agar main yeh karunga toh aap khush honge Mushtaq ji?", said Irfan affirmatively.
Mushtaq gave it some thought. He knew Irfan was speaking truthfully, and he knew that if he said yes, he would definitely talk to the slum women and convince them for Purva's cheap prostitute look for the raand naach. He thought for a while. "Thik hai Irfan, agar tum gaav ke auraton ko yeh bol sakte ho aur agar woh maan gaye aur yeh bole ki woh meri raand ki maar-peeth nhi karenge, toh thik hai", he said.
Irfan was very satisfied with Mushtaq's reponse. "Thik hai, main kal hi jaake sab ko saath laake baat karunga". Hussain too nodded in agreement.
"Hmm, toh agar woh maan gaye toh mujhe problem nhi hai agar meri randi yeh karna pasand karegi toh", said Mushtaq.
All the men now looked onto the naked Purva as if asking her to say YES. She was of course excited about showing herself in such a nasty avatar, but at the same time she was also dubious about the whole thing. Was she there yet, where she could exhibit herself in such a demeaning and cheap manner to all the men in public? She wasn't sure. She mad multiple concerns, and now that she finally got the chance to speak herself up, she decided to be confident and go for it.
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What's the 'deal'?
Purva sat there with her head resting on her husband's chest and her legs spread wide showing her damp pussy to the two guests. Mushtaq having offered the liberty of letting Purva decide if she was ready to show up for the raand naach in such a perverted sleazy outfit played around with her tits. All the three men were waiting for Purva's acceptance of Irfan and Hussain's proposal of having her hair cut to near-bald and have it dyed with multiple colours. Along with that, Irfan also proposed that Purva's thick armpit hair that was a ridiculous outcome of Mushtaq's fetish, be also dyed with colour which would make her look even more clownish and cheap. She knew that she could straightaway said no, and the men would not bother her with it, but she decided to give it more thought. Indeed, imagining herself in such a cheap state made her aroused for sure. The thought of having to be humiliated so much and then dance in that avatar all naked to loud songs shamelessly on stage in front of all the slum men was truly going to be an extremely erotic experience for Purva. Irfan also guaranteed that he would talk to the slum women tomorrow and convince them how important it was to show Purva in such a ridiculously perverted way for the raand naach to one and all. If that was successful, she wouldn't need to worry about being ill-treated by the slum women like earlier. Anyway, she wanted to make sure she got all her questions answered first and then decide whether she was going to do it or not.
The men looked on at the nude Purva who was shamelessly sitting like a man showing off all of her private parts for the men to relish. Hussain and Irfan could not help but openly gawk at her exposed pussy. Purva of course knew that her pussy was leaking and that it subject to Hussain's and Irfan's lust but she had to deal with this important matter. She was lost in thoughts as to what she should do when Mushtaq pinched her tits roughly. "Randi, bolo tumhe kya lagta hai...", he said.
Purva looked at Mushtaq and then thought for a while to gather her thoughts together. She then started to speak.
"Irfan saheb, pehle main yeh jaanna chahti hu ki jo colour wala dye mere sir parr aur kaksh me daala jaayega woh kitne din rahega".
"Dekho randi...ab baat yeh hai ki yeh jo colour wale dye tumpe lagayenge woh bohot chamkeele honge...matlab tumpe door door tak woh chamkeele dikhenge. Ab yeh saare colours tumhare gaav ke barber ke paas hi milte hai...aur woh saste quality ka hi honge. Ab tu sheher se hai toh shayad tujhe Garnier wagare brands pata hote honge...par woh saare lagane me time lagenge aur chamkeele bhi nhi hote hai. Ab thoda cheap quality ke hai toh unko nikaalne me 1-2 hafte lag sakte hai tujhe...parr usse tujhe koi dikkat nhi hogi na?", said Irfan sounding confident.
Purva thought for a minute about it. 1-2 weeks didn't seem all that bad to her. She of course knew that they would indeed be of cheap quality and be bright and gaudy that would make sure she looked trashy and cheap.
"Hmm, ek do hafte hi toh thik hai...usse jyaada lagega toh mushkil hoga", she said.
"Nhi, usse jaada nhi lagega randi, iska tension mat le tu", said Irfan smiling at her.
"Thik h", said Purva convinced about it.
"Apne yeh bola ki mujhe mehendi wagare bhi lagwaoge...woh kaun lagayega?", asked purva.
"Woh dekhna padega randi...filhaal woh karne wala koi mard nhi dikh rha hai hume...par gaav ki koi aurat laga degi tumpe", said Irfan.
"Thik h", said Purva.
Purva once again spent few more minutes to gather her thoughts so that she could speak them confidently. She then said...
"Dekho Irfan ji, yeh toh aap jaante ho ki main bohot besharam randi hu...aur yeh cheez main mana nhi karungi. Issi liye Hussain ji ne raandnaach k liye mujhe chuna hai...aur main yeh bhi aap se bolungi ki jab Hussain saheb yahan aaye the mujhe poochne raandnaach k liye, maine turant haan bola tha. Parr job yeh sab mere saath karwane wale ho...uske liye main alag se paise loongi", Purva said showing the utmost confidence of a whore.
All the men were taken aback at Purva's words. Mushtaq for sure had his tongue tied as he could not believe how his docile wife was indeed demanding extra money to showcase herself as a shameless whore. Hussain too showed surprise on his face hearing Purva's words. Even Irfan, who knew Purva for not more than 5-6 hours was taken aback after seeing how docile and submissive she behaved so far.
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Hussain said, "Mushtaq kya baat hai bhai...teri randi ko kya pila rha hai tu...aaj kal paise maangne lagi hai?", he said sarcastically. Of course, he was the sarpanch and he ruled the place, and truth be told he did not like Purva's attitude right then. How dare she ask money for being herself, he thought, but decided to play it cool. Of course, he had to find a way to make Purva perform the raand naach in the cheapest way possible by money too. He of course could not ask the slum men for money, they would only revolt against him given how Purva had already shown her nude self to so many in the slums. He also could not be sure that Khan saheb, primarily for whom he was arranging this naachraand by Purva, would give him money for seeing the raand naach. Of course, Hussain could not ask him for money after all, it would not be professional courtesy. Moreover, even if he did offer him money, he would not want to give a major chunk of it to this cheap characterless whore even if she deserved it. Why would he, when she stooped down so low to even get beaten up by the slum women to cover up just her private parts in public?
Before Mushtaq could say anything, purva interjected "Hussain saheb, aise koi baat nhi hai...aap ne hi bola hai na...ki garage ki bhi koi randi nanga naachne k liye tayyar nhi thi...toh main raandnaach karne k liye tayyar hu aur ab iske upar aap mera makeup bhi karoge...toh paise poochna mera haq banta hai na?", said purva with a submissive expression.
"Dekh raand, tujhe iss liye naachraand k liye poocha kyun ki tu ek dum besharmi hai...sadak pe nanga ghoomne k liye auraton se maar kha chuki hai tu, chappal se. Aur ab aise mere se aise paise maangne me tujhe sharam nhi aati?", said Hussain. The expression on his face told Mushtaq how serious he was, and he knew it. Of course Mushtaq had known Hussain from a long time, and he knew how he dealt with things and he knew it when he was serious, he knew it when he was agitated. purva was of course the latest citizen of the slums and knew nothing about Hussain. Before Mushtaq could control purva, she said "Saheb, aise stage pe itne mard ke saamne nanga naachne k liye itni besharm toh honi padti hai mere jaise...sadak pe sab k saamne auraton se maar khayi hu gandi wali, tabhi toh main itni besharam hui hu...yeh toh aap ka bachha bhi samajh lega".
Indeed that was the tipping point for Hussain. He got up from his chair in a jiffy furiously and raised his hand on purva. "Randi kahin ki, teri ijjat kya hai mere saamne aise baat karne ki", he shouted loudly before Irfan got up and controlled Hussain.
Hussain was agitated. Even though Irfan controlled him, he shouted out, "Mushtaq teri randi ko bol...ki woh bass ek sasti chhinnar hai...control me rakh loudi ko".
By now, Mushtaq lost his high from the liquor. The situation was getting a little out of hand and he had to do something. "Randi chup baith tu", he shouted out to Purva as he slapped roughly on her tits.
purva sensing the tension of the situation managed to keep quiet upon Mushtaq's command. Irfan too got a sense of the situation. Like Mushtaq, he too knew Hussain from a long time, and he knew that he would sometimes suddenly lose his temper. It was crucial that Hussain controlled himself, lest they lose this great opportunity of getting a slutty raandnaach by the shameless whore.
After a couple of minutes, Hussain finally settled down back on his chair. He said, "Mushtaq yeh jo teri raand harkat kar rahi hai...mujhe bilkul achha nhi lag rha hai. Tujhe pata hai na, agar main chahta hu toh abhi k abhi iss randi ka maar-peeth karwa sakta hu auraton se".
Mushtaq was quick to interject before purva could say anything, "Saheb maafi maangta hu randi k taraf se...isko kuch nhi pata", he quickly blurted out to control the situation. "Yeh lo, aap bhi ek peg maar lo", he said, handing out a peg of rum to Hussain ji to cool him.
Purva was a little scared of Hussain's disposition right then, but something in her made her adamant about her role as a Mastanpur whore. It seemed like Hussain antics made her even more stubborn and her she became even more resolute in her mission. Till now, she only demanded money because she thought she deserved it. Indeed, what kind of whore would be ready to acquire such a sleazy look and dance naked on stage in front of cheap men? Truth be told, she did not expect Hussain to react in such a manner and his denial to offer her money for doing such obscene things on stage made her even more adamant about her rights as a whore. She decided that if she was providing such services to the men of Mastanpur, she would have to be paid for it.
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Hussain started to consume his alcohol. Mushtaq expected Hussain to cool down with it, but he still continued "Sab k saamne nanga ghoomti hai randi chod aur mujhe paise maang rhi hai, thu" he shouted.
Purva too unable to control herself, blurted out "Saheb, main nanga toh apne mann se ghoomti hu na...stage pe itne saare mard k saamne khullam khulla naachna aasan nhi hai...yeh samajh lo. Mujhe pata hai ki woh joh guests aayenge woh mere bhosde se khelenge aur mera poora fayda uthayenge...fir bhi maine haan bol diya...paise dene main aap itna scene kar rahe ho....yeh kya baat hui?".
Hussain said, "Bhosde se khel lenge...aise bol rahi hai jaise tera kuch nuksaan ho rha hai...abhi k abhi tu 100 mard se chudegi tera mann karta hai toh..."
"Ji haan, kyun nhi, parr uske liye bhi main paise lungi", said Purva.
By now, even Irfan had lost his cool. He could not believe this docile whore he had known for a few hours was behaving so restlessly.
As Hussain again started to lose his temper, Irfan nudged him to keep his calm, and said "Chal randi bol tujhe yeh sab karne k liye kitne paise chahiye?".
Purva was glad that finally they started to talk about money. "Saheb, pura nanga naach rhi hu aur woh bhi sab k saamne, toh kam se kam ek gaane k liye 1000 rupayee toh lagenge".
Irfan let out a giggle sarcastically, and so did Hussain. "Ek gaane pe 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Loudi itne paise me tere jaise main 100 randiyon ko le aa sakta hu samjhi?", said Hussain.
"Achha saheb, toh thik hai toh unse hi karwa lo apna raandnaach", said Purva showing a tinge of arrogance.
Just then, the most unexpected thing happened. Mushtaq slapped Purva hard on Purva's face that made everyone quiet for a moment.
"Bhosdi wali, pehle dhyaan se baat karna seekh bade logon se. Aur ek gaane pe nanga naachna k liye 1000 rupayee maang rahi hai tu? Mastanpur me apni ijjat kya samajh rakha hai tu ne? randi ki aulaad!", he shouted loudly as he started to slap purva hard on both her cheeks continuously before Irfan stopped him. "Arre Mushtaq ji, yeh kya kar rahe ho apni biwi k saath...control karo yaar...thik h randi hai toh paise maang rahi hai...uske liye kyun bechaari ko maar rahe ho", he said as Musthaq seemed to cool down.
Purva certainly did not expect Mushtaq, her husband to slap her in front of Hussain and Irfan especially when the egos were running so high.
Mushtaq did not say anything, but it was clear that he was pissed off with Purva's behavior towards the problem and the way she was talking with Hussain, the sarpanch of the slums. He certainly did not expect Purva to be so rebellious.
Getting face slaps from her own husband in front of the men weakened Purva's resolve as tears started to flow heavily from her eyes. Hussain smirked at Purva's tears and took the opportunity to weaken her resolve even more "Randi kahin ki...ek toh besharam aurat hai aur upar se paise pooch rahi hai", he said as he spit on her face in front of both Mushtaq and Irfan. Purva, not wanting to show her weakened resolve in front of the men, just hung her head down and she started sobbing. She did feel like she was being reasonable in asking money for service as the slum's naach raand, but once she received so many slaps from her husband, she decided to stay put. After all, she was a disciplined housewife.
Mushtaq still furious with Purva's behavior stood up and joined his hands together. "Hussain saheb mere randi k taraf se maafi mangta hu...main isse samjhaunga...aap nikal lijiye", he said.
Hussain nodded and got up, and so did Irfan. Hussain then said "Mushtaq teri randi ko aukaat me rakh...iski moonh se bass tera muth nikalni chahiye, awaaz nhi".
"Ji saheb", said Mushtaq, as Hussain and Irfan proceeded to leave. They threw one last glance before they left, at the naked Purva who was by now in all tears. Irfan condescendingly said "Jaada nhi bolti toh rona nhi padta aise".
After they left Mushtaq closed the door and then came back to Purva who was crying uncontrollably sitting on the bed. For a moment he did feel apologetic for his behavior towards his whore even though he decided to reprimand her for her behavior towards the sarpanch of the slums. Of course, now he was feeling sympathetic for Purva having slapped her roughly so many times in front of those men. Sympathetically, he put his hand on Purva's shoulder and immediately, Purva shrugged herself forcing Mushtaq to withdraw his hand off of her. Still sobbing, she took the pillow off of the bed and placed it on the floor and slept on the ground all naked sobbing even more into the pillow. Of course, Purva did not expect her husband to slap her and call her names in front of the men, and it seemed like she was more emotionally hurt than physically as her sobs seemed out of control now. Mushtaq, unsure of what to do and how to patch up things with Purva, just sat on the bed looking at his nude whore lying on the ground crying loudly into the pillow.
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Purva's emotional turbulence
Seeing his nude wife crying like that on the floor did make Mushtaq repent on his actions. He had just slapped his urban housewife left and right roughly and called her cheap names in front of two men. Of course, he was furious with how she spoke to them, without respect, but he certainly felt he could control his anger. He was also of course furious with how she was demanding about Rs. 1000 for each song for dancing in the raand naach. The alcohol in his system let him loose at that moment, and he was kicking himself for humiliating his dear wife in front of the men. Purva seemed to be really emotionally hurt as she cried into the pillow lying on the floor all naked. Mushtaq was now feeling sorry for his whore. He was certainly taken aback by the fact that she was asking money for dancing shamelessly nude on stage in front of the whole slum, but what enraged him was how she demanded it. After all, Hussain was a man of huge stature in the slums and he held great respect for him, and when Purva talked to him in a disrespectful way, he just could not control himself and ended up slapping his wife roughly on her face.
As Purva still lay there naked on the ground crying into the pillow for receiving face slaps from her husband, Mushtaq was really compassionate on her. After all, she only had him to look up to in between all her troubles in the slum. Realising so, he sat down on the floor and touched his wife on her shoulder. "Maaf kar de meri raand, maine tujhe bohot jor se maar diya hai", he said. Purva, who was still crying uncontrollably with her face stuck into the pillow, did not say anything. It was clear that she was really shocked with Mushtaq's rough treatment of her in front of the men who denied her of her money for her nude raand naach on stage. The fact that his docile wife did not care to respond to his true apology told Mushtaq how deeply she was hurt. He then tried his usual trick of trying to sexually stimulate her by massaging her nude ass. Seeing no reaction from Purva to his touch on her sexy ass as she just kept sobbing into the pillow, he used his hands to spread both her butt cheeks wide and spit into her asshole a few times before digging deep into her asshole with his thumb. "Randi kya gaand hai yaar teri", he said with lust. He was of course really turned on, but Purva seemed like she was in no mood to forgive Mushtaq for his actions right then. Apparently, it made no difference to Purva as she kept sobbing without looking at him, and Mushtaq could tell that she was indeed emotionally shocked. "Randi, maaf kar de yaar...aise thodi ki mere se baat hi nhi karegi ab?", he said as he absolutely repented his actions. Even then, Purva did not seem to react as now her sobs seemed to be controlled. She was still crying as was evident from her movements and even Mushtaq's dire attempt of trying to make her feel horny like before, wasn't working out. With no other option, Mushtaq decided to give Purva time to recover from her shock. He had already apologised to her for her actions in front of the men, that had severely hurt her ego, but that was all he could do at that moment. Normally, Purva usually gave up when her husband played with her body, but today it was different. It was clear that she was indeed very upset with Mushtaq's actions and was in no mood to talk to him. Having realised that, Musthaq switched off the lights in the house and went to sleep on the bed while his wife slept naked on the floor. He too was feeling sad for Purva who was still periodically sobbing on the floor, but he decided that the best way to take this thing forward was to talk to his whore in the morning after she finished her duties as the doodhwali and kaamwali.
Purva got up dutifully the next morning at her regular time. As she woke up, she felt it unusual without the familiar feeling of roughness on her tits and the warmth of her husband's manly hands on her boobs. Every night before going to sleep, Mushtaq would fuck her roughly on the bed as he would pinch her tits, slap her face and savage her pussy. Even while sleeping, Mushtaq would tightly hold his wife's boobs in his hands and showered her with his lust. But today, realising that she was sleeping on the floor without her boobs roughly engulfed in the hands of her husband brought Purva to reality as she recollected what had happened last night. She saw Mushtaq asleep on the bed and she developed the usual feeling of kissing her husband in his sleep like she usually did every morning when she woke up. Today though, she tried her best to not do it, as if to satisfy her feminine ego. She knew that her husband was indeed apologetic for slapping her roughly on her face multiple times in front of Hussain and Irfan last night, when Purva asked money for appearing sleazy and dance all naked for the raand naach. But she was indeed really emotionally hurt and she forcefully restrained herself from kissing her husband on his lips during his sleep.
Purva was troubled in multiple ways, as she did not feel good about being in an emotional war with her loving husband. She loved the feeling of always being naked and vulnerable in the house in front of him and loved how romantic it was when Mushtaq would do anything and everything to her while she was naked and he was clothed. It certainly made their bond more special, and having to deny his dear husband her body when he was horny did not feel good to her.
As she did her daily chores, she did realise that Mushtaq must have reacted in the heat of the moment, and she indeed was ready to forgive him, but it did hurt her, that he slapped her in front of those men without any consideration for her feelings. Moreover, she still felt that as a whore, she deserved money for her services as the slum's raandnaach. Hussian has indeed told them earlier that Khan saheb would offer them money for the raand naach, but the way Hussain reacted when Purva demanded money for dancing shamelessly nude for a total of 40 songs on stage made her stubborn towards her goal. She was still in a state of bother though, unsure of how to deal with this matter. She decided that she would open up about all this to dadi maa, who was her only close ally among the slum women and ask for her suggestion in dealing with this issue. With that in mind, Purva put on her daily skirt and bra that showed off almost all of her assets and proceeded to go about her first duty as the slum's doodhwali.
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Purva talks to dadi maa about her compensation as a shameless whore
Once she reached the milk booth, as usual like every day, Kabul proceeded to have fun with Purva. Of course, Kabul normally had a relatively boring job as the slum's milkman, but he felt rejuvenated and looked forward to every morning off late as Purva would come to the milk booth wearing cheap next-to-nothing clothes and allow him to have fun with her pussy and boobs. Yesterday, he had even taken her inside the milk booth to avoid public view and stripped her off of her silly bra and panty and made her completely naked to finger her cunt and play with her tits. Today too, as Purva came inside the milk booth to collect the cans of milk that she would deliver to the slum women, Kabul immediately stripped her off her bra and panty and proceeded to lick her tits with lust. He then inserted two of his fingers into her pussy and started to finger fuck her. "bhabhi, tere saath yeh sab karne me kitna mazaa aata hai...bohot garam raand hai yaar tu", he said as he pervertedly spit on her tits and proceeded to slap them lightly. Normally, Purva was reciprocative to Kabul's lusty actions on her private parts as she would usually moan and enjoy herself, but today she seemed like she was disconnected. Kabul, even though felt like continuing with his fun, felt concerned for her. He did love to molest her and he knew that she was indeed a cheap whore, but seeing Purva not enjoying the molestation told him something was indeed off.
"Kya hua raandbhabhi? bohot naraaz lag rahi hai tu aaj?", he said, even though he continued to feel Purva's boobs with both his hands.
"Kuch nhi Kabul, tu mazee le mera aur jab tera mann bharega mujhe jaane de", she said in a dejected tone.
Kabul by now knew that something was not right. He of course lusted for Purva but he treated her as a good friend, and he felt like he had to respect her feelings right then. Even though he deeply wanted to ask her what was wrong and continue to feel her up and finger her warm pussy which he loved to do, he decided to just let it be for the moment. He looked at her face which was quite expressionless, and with great difficulty he stopped molesting Purva's tits and removed his fingers from her pussy. Earlier, whenever he had his fun with her, Purva too enjoyed it equally, but today she was quite unresponsive and dejected. As he nonchalantly licked his fingers that were smothered by the love juices from Purva's pussy, he continued. "Nhi bhabhi, aise koi baat nhi hai...mujhe lag rha hai tu koi cheez leke upset hai...aise main tere se iss samay me maze nhi lena chahta...tu jaa doodh bechne, aur jab tera mann karega mujhe batana kya hua...tabhi main tere chuchhe aur bhosda ka mazaa lunga", he said earnestly.
Purva was certainly impressed with Kabul's words and actions as he quickly retreated from enjoying Purva's tits and pussy. He was a teenager and Purva knew that he would indeed have great primal instincts in feeling up a mature and busty whore like her, and she knew how difficult it would have been for him to give up on her suddenly. But the way he conducted himself, able to feel her turmoil and respect their friendship made her respect him a great deal right then. She inadvertently moved closer to him and gave him a deep lip kiss much to his delight and surprise. "Thank you Kabul, abhi main tujhe nhi bata sakti mere saath kya ho rha hai...parr baad me main tujhe apna pura badan dungi...tum jo marzi karna hai tab kar sakte ho", she said emotionally. Kabul lovingly grabbed her boobs and said, "bhabhi tu meri dost hai...ab main tera nanga badan ka mazaa leta hu toh yeh nhi hai na ki tujhe main samajh nhi saku...tujhe dekhte hi mere ko samajh main aaya ki tere dimaag me kuch chal rha hai...chal abhi tu toh nikal, aur baad me mujhe batana kya hua...koi dikkat nhi hai", he said, as he lovingly licked both her tits a couple of times before passing a bright smile to her. Purva said "Kabul main bhi tujhe ek bohot achha dost maanti hu aur jaise maine bola, baad main tujhe mera sab kuch dungi...tabhi tum khul k mere mazaa le sakte ho", she said as she gave him a good friendly hug in the nude.
Purva then proceeded to put back on her silly skirt and bra and hopped onto her cycle to deliver milk to the slum women. When she reached dadi maa's house and delivered milk to her, she said "dadi maa, aap se kuch jaroori cheez baat karni hai, baaki ghar me doodh bechke main aaungi aap ke yahan", she said. Once she finished delivering milk to all the households, Purva parked her cycle in front of dadi maa's house and knocked on the door.
Purva had of course expected dadi maa to open the door, but to her surprise an extremely beautiful lady opened the door. The revolted look on her face as she looked at Purva dressed in such exposing clothes along with her cheap unevenly cut hai told her that she indeed did not know who Purva was. "Kaun hai Nazzria?", came a voice from inside the house, and Purva knew it to be dadi maa's voice. The lady in front of her looked at Purva from top to toe involuntarily maintaining the condescending look. "Pata nhi daadi, ek baar aao tum", shouted the lady still looking at Purva in a dirty way.
To Purva's relief, dadi maa came out. "Arre neecha, tum ho kya? aa jao andar", she said. As Purva stepped inside, dadi maa said "yeh meri poti hai Nazzria. Maine tujhe ek baar bataya na...yeh fashion designer hai aur sheher me kaam karti hai, waise yeh sheher me hi rehti hai parr chutti ke din yeh mere saath rehne aati hai ", said dadi maa as she lovingly kissed her granddaughter on her cheeks.
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Purva was of course very impressed with Nazzria's extremely good looks. She was indeed looking very beautiful even though it was a time when she wasn't her best. She seemed quite young compared to Purva, but given the respect she had for dadi maa, she inadvertently dropped down to her feet and touched Nazzira's feet. "Assalam Waaleykum Nazzria didi". she said. "Salaam neecha", said Nazzria as Purva got up. "Achha tum hi ho kya neecha, dadi maa tere baare me bohot bataya hai mujhe", she said, as she sized her up.
Purva guessed that if she knew about her, she would know that she was Mushtaq's temporary wife and she would of course also know of her beatings by the slum women for appearing naked in the street and how she was now a doodhwali for all the slum women. Somehow, knowing that Nazzria knew how big a whore she was made Purva feel really comfortable in her presence.
Once inside the house, dadi maa closed the door. She then turned to Purva and said "baitho neecha, kya baat karna tha tujhe mere saath?".
Purva of course by now had developed a good rapport with dadi maa and she felt quite comfortable inside her house and closed doors. That was the reason she decided to conceal her problem regarding the raand naach with dadi maa in the first place. Purva sat on the floor near the door where she usually did and said, "dadi maa, aap chai bana lo, fir main aap ko bataungi...", she said.
Dadi maa too developed good friendship with Purva by then. She had accepted that Purva was a real shameless whore and that she loved to be a source of ultimate pleasure for men given how she took so many beatings from the slum women just to appear naked on the streets for all the men of the slums. Once Purva said that, she prepared the tea for herself, her granddaughter Nazzria and purva. Dadi maa and Nazzria sat on the sofa and Purva sat on the floor near dadi maa's legs as they sipped their chai.
"Haan bata neecha, kya baat karni thi tumhe?", said dadi maa.
Purva started, "dadi maa aur Nazzria didi, jo main aap ko bata rahi ho woh aap please kisi se mat bolna", she started off.
Dadi maa saw concern in her eyes. "Thik hai neecha, ghabra mat...bata kya hua?", she said.
"Dadi maa...Hussain ji do din pehle humare ghar aaye the yeh poochne ki agar main poore gaav k mard k saamne ek nanga raandnaach karne k liye tayyar thi. Woh bol rahe the ki sab k saamne mujhe khul milke 40 gaane pe nanga naach karna hoga 5 launde k saath stage pe", she said. She also explained that this raand naach by her was a welcome party to the two politicians with whom Hussain saheb had ultimate political ties to achieve.
"Achha", said dadi maa, in a curious tone. "Kya bola tumne?", she asked.
"Dadi maa, maine haan toh bol diya tha, parr woh log ab yeh bol rahe the ki woh mere bohot ganda makeup karenge...woh bol rahe the ki mujhe lagbag takla bana denge aur fir sir pe aur mere kaksh k baal pe colour dye lagayenge", said Purva.
"Baap re...nanga naach hi bohot hai, uske upar aise cheeze bhi karne wale hai tere saath?", said dadi maa surprised.
"Haan dadi maa...chalo iss cheez k liye bhi maine nah nhi bola...mujhe yeh sab karne me mazaa aata hi hai...par ab itne gande cheeze mere se karwa rahe hai toh paise maangna mera haq banta hai na?", asked Purva as she inadvertently touched dadi maa's feet and proceeded to massage them out of love.
"Arre kaise baatein kar rahi hai neecha, itni besharam ashleelta dikhane k liye paise toh dene hi chahiye sarpanch saheb ko tujhe", she said. Truth be told, dadi maa was indeed repelled with the idea of a nude dance by the whore on stage in front of all the men. But of course, she had been living in the slums for a long time now, and she knew that such events were held once in a while for the men to enjoy. She of course, till now, did not know of a raand naach that showed a whore completely naked, but given how shameless a whore Purva was, she did not find it surprising that Hussain had indeed come up with such a proposal for her. Of course, the recent panchayat where Purva appeared in her debased avatar all naked in front of the entire slum was something that Mastanpur had witnessed for the very first time, and dadi maa was sure that after such an experience by Purva where each and everyone in the slums got to saw her nude and how roughed up she was by the slum women, this proposal by Hussain only made sense.
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Purva was happy that dadi maa was indeed supportive of her thinking. "Hain na dadi maa. Kal sarpanch saheb aur unka dost, mera dance master, aaye the humaare ghar...Mushtaq ji aur mere se yeh batane ki mera coloring bhi karwayenge sir k baal aur kaksh k baal ke. Jab unhone mere se poocha, toh maine bola ki main yeh sab kar lungi par iske liye total main ek gaane 1000 rupayee loongi".
"Haan, sahi hai...fir unhone kya bola?", asked dadi maa.
As dadi maa asked her that, Purva started to recollect how Hussain talked condescendingly to her for being a cheap characterless whore and asking for money for being herself and how after she was getting back at him and Irfan, her husband Musthaq had slapped her roughly in front of Hussain and Irfan for asking money to dance naked on stage in such a cheap avatar. Looking back at that moment, purva started to shed tears in front of dadi maa and her granddaughter Nazzria, before she could say anything.
"Arre neecha, kya hua? Ro kyun rahi hai? Batana kya hua? Kya bola Hussain ji ne jab tumne paise maanga nanga naach k liye?", asked dadi maa.
Purva controlled her sobs and wiped her tears. "Dadi maa, mere yeh bolte hi Mushtaq ji mujhe jor se thappad marne lage the dono haathon se", said Purva as she continued to sob even more.
"Kya? Naanga naach k liye paise maangne k liye Mushtaq ji ne thappad mara tujhe?", said dadi maa.
Purva nodded as tears started to flow down heavily now. She as now in a similar emotional state as last night right after Mushtaq had roughly slapped her, and she could not let go off the emotional damage it did to her feelings.
"Ab bolo dadi maa, itni besharam nanga naach, aur woh bhi sab mard k saamne stage pe, mere paise poochna galat baat hai kya?", asked Purva as she continued to cry.
Dadi maa said, "Arre neecha aise rone se kya hoga? Tumne saare gaav ke auraton k haath besharam hoke itni maar khayi hai, kyu? kyun ki tujhe khul k randibaazi karni thi, hai ki nhi? ab tu nanga ho kar jab stage pe apne taklapan aur kaksh me rang lagake k ek dum besharam naachegi toh saare mard khush honge ki nhi? paise toh maangna hi chahiye tujhe neecha. Jo tumne kaha bilkul sahi kaha aur tere mard ko tujhe aise thappad nhi maarne chahiye tha paraye mard k saamne...aakhir tum unk randi ho aur tere pe gussa alag se nikaalna chahiye tha kam se kam", said dadi maa.
Purva was glad that at least dadi maa was on the same page as her. "Parr Mushtaq ji ne mujhe itna maar liya tha Hussain aur dance master k saamne ki main chup ho gyi dadi maa...aur uske baad Mushtaq ji se meri baat hi nhi hui...unhe gussa aaya ki maine raandnaach k liye paise maanga hai", said Purva.
Dadi maa thought for a moment before articulating. "Dekh neecha, saara gaav ko pata hai ki tu bohot besharmi hai...ab agar tu khul k nanga naach karegi sab k saamne stage pe bina paise ke, toh teri bhosde, chucche aur gaand ka koi moolya nhi hoga, samjhi? itni maar khaayi hai hum se tu ne sadak pe, aur agar ab tu randibaazi k liye paise nhi kamayegi toh kya faayda? aakhir Mushtaq ji bhi tujhe randi hi maante hai, hai ki nhi?... unhone shaadi iss liye tere si ki hai taaki unhe tera bhosda humesha mile muft me. Ab itni gande cheeze agar tu muft me karegi sab mard k saamne, tujhe pura hi chutiya bana denge sarpanch saheb. Aage jaate tere se har tarah ka ashleel kaam karwayenge. Main bata rahi hu...raandnaach k saath hi tera bohot faayda uthayenge yeh politicians. Tujhe woh log sheher bhi le jaa sakte hai kuch din teri mazee lene k liye, aur yeh sachh hai. Tumhe jaroor kuch na kuch paise maangna hi padega yeh sab randibaazi k liye", said dadi maa with a serious tone.
Purva of course, got what dadi maa was saying, and Purva seemed to understand what situation she was in. "Parr dadi maa, Mushtaq ji khud mujhe mana kar denge paise maangne me", she said helplessly.
"Dekh neecha, ab muft me karne se achha yeh hai ki kuch chillar toh kama hi lo iss raandnaach. Agar tu itni besharam ho ke sheher me nanga naach karegi stage pe toh tujhe lakhon me paise milenge...ab gaav me hai toh tujhe itne paise nhi milenge...par Hussain saheb tere se bohot fayda utha rahe hai...unhe pata hai ki tu bohot besharam randi hai...aur unhe pata hai ki bina paise k bhi muft me tu nanga naach legi sab mard ke saamne. Main yeh bhi bol sakti hu ki Hussain ji se saare gaav k log darte hai...Mushtaq ji bhi...issi liye unhone tujhe unke saamne thappad mara hai...par ab agar tu jhukegi unke saamne, toh teri randibaazi ka koi moolya nhi hoga", said dadi maa in a stern voice.
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Purva of course understood the truth in dadi maa's words. Dadi maa was of course a citizen of the slums and she had been witnessing the nature of the slum men from a long time, so her suggestion was perfectly apt. "Parr dadi maa, ab main kya karu? Mushtaq ji bhi mujhe gaali denge agar main paise maangu raandnaach k liye", said Purva sounding helpless.
"Hmm, tu ek kaam kar. Thik h joh tu yeh besharam nanga naach karne wali hai uske liye tujhe bohot paise milne chahiye...parr abhi yeh teri randibaazi bass shuru hone wali hai na Mastanpur me? Toh tu yeh bol Mushtaq ji aur Hussain ji se ki kyun ki tu abhi abhi randi bani hai, apna rate kam rakhegi tu. Yeh bol na tu ki yeh sab karegi agar ek gaane pe tujhe 10 rupayee diya jaaye. Isse unko pata chalega ki tu khoob randibaazi karne k liye tayyar hai lekin kuch toh kimat hai tera. Baad me apna rate badhate jana tu, samjhi main kya bol rahi hu?", said dadi maa.
Purva found dadi maa's words sensible, and she found all of her egos satisfied with this strategy suggested by dadi maa. It was not like she wanted to make a fortune out of dancing naked on the stage shameless, but she did not want Hussain and Irfan to take her nude whore services for granted. Charging Rs. 10 for each song meant that she made about 400 bucks for her efforts. Like dadi maa said, Purva realised that, even though she was one shameless whore, she was just starting out in the slums as a whore, and she could not expect to earn huge bucks out of it. But at the same time, it was important that she did not freely give out her services which would devalue her sexy body and her worth as a cheap characterless whore.
With dadi maa's suggestions making sense to her, she wiped her tears. "Haan dadi maa, sahi bol rahi ho aap, abhi main Mushtaq ji se pehle yeh bolungi...ki main yeh sab karungi agar mujhe 10 rupayee diya jaaye ek gaane pe nanga naachne k liye", she said.
Dadi maa smiled at her. "Haan neecha, yeh bolna tere mard se. Waise toh main yeh bolungi ki Mushtaq ji bhi tujhe paise dene chahiye kyun ki tu unki raand hai. Parr ab tu bhi unse pyaar karti hai, toh woh rehne de abhi...waise woh kuch hi din main dubai chale jayenge toh kya farak padega...", she said as a matter of fact.
"Haan dadi maa, woh thik hai", she said even though she could not disagree with dadi maa's statement that she was indeed just a whore to Mushtaq who was having the time of his life before left for Dubai. Anyway, like dadi maa said, she did love to offer herself to him and have him do all kinds of things with her, so she did not mind it. But she was indeed going to resolve this raand naach issue by talking to Mushtaq. She decided that she would go home and tell her hubby that she would perform the raand naach with all terms and conditions including the vulgar and cheap colouring of her bald head along with her thick armpit hair that Hussain and Irfan wanted on her for her raand naach,
Purva then stood up, and said, "bohot dhanyawaad dadi maa, main abhi jaaungi ghar aur Mushtaq ji se baat karungi", she said wiping her residual tears and putting on a smile.
"Yeh hui na meri neecha...aise ghabra mat...ab randibaazi karni hai toh paise maangna khul k. Nanga ghoomne k liye hum se maar khayi hai toh paise kamane me unse maar kha hi sakti hai, hai ki nhi. Issi liye ghabra mat aur khul k bina darre bat kar unse. Main ek sach yeh bataungi, ki Hussain ji ko tere jaise besharam randi nhi milegi aur agar tu ne sahi se dum dikhaya toh tujhe paise toh denge. Aur randi hai toh khul k paise maangegi apne raandbaazi ki, usme koi sharm ki baat nhi hai...samjhi na?", said dadi maa instilling her with confidence.
"Haan dadi maa, thank you...aap se baat karke bohot achha lag rha hai abhi, main ab Mushtaq ji se baat karungi jaate hi", she said as she once again stepped forward and dropped on the ground to touch her feet.
dadi maa said, "Darr mat neecha...khul k baat karna...randi hai tu...besharam hoke paise maangna har kaam k liye", she said with a smile. Purva passed a friendly smile to dadi maa at her kind words.
Purva then turned to Nazzria. "Sorry didi, main aap ko bilkul jaan hi nhi paayi meri randibaazi ki chakkar me, aap kal bhi yahan honge na?", she asked Nazzria.
Nazzira said, "Haan neecha, main kal bhi yahan hongi...ab main bhi jaanna chahti hu tere saath kya hua, toh tu kal aake bata na hume kya hoga aaj tere saath", she said.
Happy to have received such concern from dadi maa's beautiful granddaughter, Purva said, "bilkul didi, main kal aaungi aur aap ko aur dadi maa ko bataungi mere saath kya hoga. Ab mujhe ek ghar me kaam bhi karna hai...toh main abhi chali, warna late ho jayega", she said. Before leaving she once again bent down on her knees and touched Nazzria's feet as a mark of respect and set off to Nasira bhabhi's house to serve her duty as the kaamwali. While on her way on her cycle, purva was feeling better after having talked all of this to dadi maa. Once she reached home after doing her work as the kaamwali for Nasira bhabhi, she would talk to Mushtaq and say that she deserved at least Rs. 10 for each song for dancing so shameless and cheap in front of all the men. It was then upto him how he would react and take the matter forward with Hussain and Irfan.
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The kinky morning ritual helps Purva patch up with her husband
After serving as the kaamwali for Nasira bhabhi, purva made her way back to her home. She was indeed filled with thoughts on how to communicate with Mushtaq based on her discussion with dadi maa. She decided that asking for 10 rs. for each dancing shamelessly naked on each song for the raand naach was a good enough strategy. She was sure it was indeed a pretty nominal amount for what she was doing and she also did not hurt the men's feelings by agreeing to their demands. Purva got into the house and saw that Mushtaq was still asleep snoring happily. She closed the door and hot herself naked like usual. Seeing her husband sleeping like that brought the familiar feelings of love for her husband. She realised that even Mushtaq repented for his actions of slapping her in front of the men yesterday as was evident in the way he tried to appease her yesterday. She realised that indeed she was being too brazen and direct in demanding money for her whore services with the highest man of the slums, the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She did not feel good about being detached from her husband in their house with her all naked. She thought for a minute and decided that she would first make up with her husband and then talk to him about charging a nominal fee of 10 rs. for each song for her raand naach.
She quickly washed her face and checked the growth of her armpit hair in the mirror. Indeed it was dense and she only got wetter in her vagina as she imagined how shameless and trashy she would look with such armpit hair and that too coloured with dye on stage in front of all the men. As she began to get wet thinking about it, she realised that she had missed the rough treatment of her body parts from her man since yesterday. Every night, Mushtaq would go wild with his perversion and fuck her roughly on the bed and then she would be completely subject to his lust and power as they went to bed. But yesterday, she was too emotionally hurt due to Mushtaq's slaps in front of the men, and she had to go without her usual fucking. As she saw her husband asleep on the bed, she also felt sorry for him for denying him of her warmth. So she got out the tray and placed two glasses on it. She filled one with warm milk and the other with water and got into the hall area with Mushtaq still asleep. She placed it on the ground near the bed and kneeled down with her hands behind her back dutifully for her husband. She wanted to appease her husband with the morning ritual that he so much loved, as he got the chance to face fuck his whore wife first thing in the morning while drinking his milk. As she kneeled down, she made loud noises of getting fucked to wake up her husband without touching him. She wanted to delight him as soon as he got out of his sleep to the welcoming sight of his whore wife all obedient and submissive for him to perform their morning ritual. "Ahh ahh ahhh", she progressively moaned in the knelt down position as she started to get wet in her pussy for her upcoming degradation by her husband. "Chodo mujhe Musthaq ji, maine aap ki randi hu, aah aaah aaaaah meri bhosda ko faad do", she shouted as if to wake him from his wet dream. Much to her delight, in a few minutes of her making such slutty noises, Mushtaq got up.
As he opened his eyes still asleep on the bed, Mushtaq rubbed his eyes to the gorgeous sight in front of him. It quickly dawned on him what he was seeing, and what he had done to his wife yesterday. But his thoughts quickly trailed off as he saw his slut whore knelt down making sex noises. "Arre randi, yeh kya kar rahi hai tu?", he said getting up from the bed, with a pleasant and surprised smile on his face.
Purva just moved forward closer to him and said, "Abhi kuch mat poocho Mushtaq ji, bass meri mazee lo", she said as she seductively picked the tray of glasses and offered it to him. Mushtaq was on cloud nine as he realised what Purva was doing for him. He passed a nasty smile at Purva as he picked his glass of milk and spit at her face a couple of times. He knew she loved it when he treated her like a cheap roadside slut. Forgetting what had happened yesterday, he held Purva's shoulders and brought her closer to him and started to drink his milk. He then slid down his pants and Purva did the rest as she bent down in her knelt down position and took Mushtaq's erect dick in her mouth without using her hands. Mushtaq took a dunk of his warm milk and looked at Purva's slutty actions with utmost lust, that evoked a shy smile from his whore as she started sucking his cock. Mushtaq then proceeded to feel his wife's sexy boobs with his one hand as he continued drinking the warm milk with the other as he rejoiced in the beautiful feeling of having a shameless docile whore ready to do such things for him first thing in the morning. He then roughly pinched his wife's beautiful tits and slapped on both her boobs roughly, before finishing all the milk in one go. He then "Aaja, jannat dikha mujhe", he said with lust as he grabbed his wife's head and pushed her closer to him to suck his cock. As he forced his cock deep inside her throat making Purva gag roughly, he slapped his whore's boobs roughly and continuously making Purva squirm with painful joy. Indeed the morning ritual represented the lust he had for Purva, as he completely let himself go with the kink he possessed for her. Purva too was extremely excited for being able to do their morning ritual. She loved it when her husband would treat her like a whore as he treated her so roughly by slapping on her boobs and deep throating her with his cock. Mushtaq continued to pinch her sorry tits roughly given all the lust he had pent up inside him. "Lowdi, le pura moonh me, meri sasti chhinnar", he shouted as he fucked her throat deeper and deeper. He then proceeded to feel up her cunt and spit on her face continuously gargling it from deep inside his stomach. Purva loved how nasty and humiliating it was for her, given how Mushtaq had just gotten up from his sleep. She loved to offer herself completely to her man and be subject to all his lust and kink as he had his way with her. Finally after roughly fucking her face for a good couple of minutes, Mushtaq conceded his sperm deep into Purva's mouth. "Randi abhi mat le andar", he said carefully getting his dick out making sure not to drop any sperm. He then said. "Moonh khol randi", and gargled a thick globule of spit from his stomach and spit it into his whore's mouth. As Purva happily smiled to Mushtaq's perverted actions, he said "Bass, ab purva pee jaa", he said with utmost lust as he continued to feel up her huge jugs. As she swallowed her morning cum and spit from her husband, Purva looked all satisfied and happy, as she bore a happy smile on her face. Mushtaq then perverted pulled her closed to him still not dislodging her from her knelt down submissive position and picked the glass of water and proceeded to make her drink it. He then gave her a deep and rough kiss on her lips and then slapped her face hard on her right cheek. "Meri randi, bohot kamaal ki cheez hai tu", he said as he looked at the docile lovely sexpot in front of him. Purva smiled seductively all happy about making up with her husband. She could stand being away from his love for so long and the kinky morning ritual that they followed every day helped the couple get back on terms. She indeed loved that she was able to make his husband happy as he treated her so nastily and roughly, like a cheap roadside prostitute, but just that it was even way cheaper.
She then gathered her words and said, "Mushtaq ji, main aap se raandnaach k baare me baat karna chahti hu", still with her hands behind her back in her knelt down position.
Mushtaq thoughtfully said, "thik h randi", he said as he helped her to get on her feet and made her sit beside him on the bed.
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Makeup sex kya hota hai? yeh hota hai!
As Purva sat on the beside Mushtaq, Mushtaq lustily licked her face of all the spit he had deposited on her face during their ritual, as Purva smiled happily as she was subject her husband's utmost sexual kink. It was indeed so nasty as Mushtaq licked all over her face as if to clean her off his spit, but of course it only made it more sexy and nasty. Purva loved it when Mushtaq did things so brutal and nasty to her as she just smiled in delight and let her husband lick her face. Participating in such kinks made them both happy. Purva dutifully did not wipe her face after Mushtaq licked it with all his lust. It was indeed so primal and nasty as Mushtaq did not even brush his teeth having just gotten up. Purva of course by now was stinking with Mushtaq's foul spit from his sleep all over her face, and the feeling of having been humiliated in such a nasty way made the cheap shameless whore damper in her pussy.
Mushtaq too realised that purva loved to be done such degrading things to her and smiled in delight. "Bol randi", he said as he pulled her closer and signaled her to sit on his lap as she massaged her boobs lovingly.
Purva gathered her thoughts even though she was not able to think straight with the heavenly feeling she was in after all the dirty things Mushtaq did to her. She then started to speak. "Mushtaq ji, kal aap ne mujhe Hussain ji aur Irfan ji k saamne itne thappad mare the...isse mujhe bohot jaada dukh hua...issi liye maine itni rone lagi", she said. "Parr thik h...main toh waise bohot maar kha chuki hu", she said in a dejected tone reflecting on how she had taken utmost beating from the slum women for her naked wanderings, "parr aap se paraye mard k saamne maar khana mujhe bohot dukh hua", she said as she enjoyed Mushtaq gentle groping of her boobs by husband's rough hands. Mushtaq looked at her wet face covered in Mushtaq's saliva. He then kissed her lovingly on her lips unable to satisfy his lust for her, and then proceeded to speak, "Randi tujhe aise unke saamne maarne k baad mujhe bhi bohot dukh hua...aakhir tu meri raand hai aur mujhe aise dosron k saamne nhi maarna tha", he said with remorse showing clearly in his eyes. purva looked deep into Mushtaq's eyes as he said it, and knew he was really feeling bad for slapping his wife in front of Hussain and Irfan. Mushtaq continued, "Parr ek baat sachh randi, tujhe Hussain ji k saamne aise baat nhi karni chahiye...Hussain ji gaav ke sabse bade aadmi hai, aur tu unke saamne aise bolna mujhe achha nhi laga", he said.
Purva obediently nodded, accepting Mushtaq's words. "Mushtaq ji, main aap ki baat samajhti hoon. Aakhir main bhi ab Mastanpur ka ek naagrik hu aur mujhe pata hai Hussain ji sabse bade aadmi hai yahan ke...par ek baat batao...raandnaach k liye Hussain ji mujhe hi kyun poocha? kyun ki main ek besharam randi hu, hai ki nhi?", she asked her husband earnestly.
Mushtaq looked into his wife's eyes and said, "Haan".
"Toh fir agar me aise randi hu aur bina koi sharam ke stage pe nanga naachne k liye tayyar hu, toh mujhe bina sharam k paise bhi maangne hote hai na Mushtaq ji?", she said.
Mushtaq thought for a while as he continued to massage his wife's tits lovingly.
"Dekh randi, abhi tu mere saath hai, tu meri randi hai...aise nhi hai na ki tujhe rozi roti apne randibaazi se nikalana hai? Fir tujhe paise maangne ki kya jaroorat thi raandnaach k liye?"
"Ab maine shaadi tere se ki hai, kyun? Kyun ki isse pehle tu ek badi gharwaali thi. Tujhe main bohot chahta tha aur tujhe mere bistar pe chodna chahta tha har pal aur bohot gande cheeze karna chahta tha tere saath. Main tere nange badan ka anand lena chahta tha har waqt, Ab agar tu sheher ki raand hoti toh main tujhe paise deke tujhe rakh leta mere paas aise hi 30 din aur khoob aise hi tere maje leta, parr tu shaadi shuda thi. Toh tujhe maine shaadi kar liya. Main tujhe apni biwi hi maanta hu, par gaav ke saare log tujhe meri raand maante hai, na ki biwi. Ab Hussain ji bhi yahin maante hai ki tu meri randi hai. Issi liye unko yeh gussa aaya ki tu ne unko yeh nanga raandnaach k liye paise poocha jab ki roz tujhe tu apni badan deti hai. Agar main tujhe roz paise deta teri bhosda aur chuchhe ke maje lene k liye, toh unko aise nhi lagta", said Mushtaq.
Purva realised that they were indeed talking through their heart now. Even though Mushtaq and Purva opened up their souls to each other every night after their love-making session, this was something that Purva was happy Mushtaq had expressed, that he lusted for her and wanted her to be hers in his bed before he left to Dubai. The way he expressed how he really wanted to feel her naked flesh in his bed made Purva really happy. She nodded thoughtfully to Mushtaq's words, as she lovingly smiled and took Mushtaq's left hand which was feeling her boobs and placed it over her pussy.
"Mushtaq ji, main aap ki biwi hoon aur aap jo chahe mujhe kar sakte ho...aap yeh maanoge na ki maine aap ko bohot sukh diya hai mere bhosde aur chucche se?", she asked her husband.
"Meri randi, yeh jo main tere saath karta hu, woh mujhe jannat me pahuncha deta hai", said Mushtaq with a bright smile on his face as he continued to rub his wife's pussy with one hand and feel her tits with the other. Purva too passed a shy smile at his choice of words.
"Mushtaq ji, Yeh sab sukh aap ko main iss liye deti hu kyun ki main aap ki biwi hu. Kyu ki aap ki khushi meri kgushi hai. Parr main bass aap ki biwi hoon baaki sab ki nhi na? Baaki log mujhe bohot besharam raand maante hai aur unke liye main apni bhosda free main kaise dungi, jab main aap ki biwi hoon? Iss ghar k bahar", she said extending her hands to indicate their house, "iske bahar me ek besharan randi hu bass, aur meri randibaazi k liye mujhe paise milne chahiye Mushtaq ji", she said with confidence.
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Mushtaq saw the glint in Purva's eyes as she expressed her words. He felt similar to what he had felt earlier on a couple of occasions when Purva had confidently expressed her attitude as a cheap whore, and he could feel the same now, except that it was way more intense given that they were in closed doors and sharing heartful words to each other. As he continued to think while feeling up his wife's pussy and boobs, he started to realise that she was indeed right. He was of course right in guessing that Hussain did not want to pay Purva for her nude raand naach on stage, because he considered her as just a cheap whore who whored herself to Mushtaq all for free. But little did he realise that she was Mushtaq's wife after all and that she only wanted to please him as he wished.
As Mushtaq reflected more and more on Purva's words, he realised how she was feeling. After all, she was indeed a whore having getting severely beaten by the slum women for wanting to roam around naked for the men of Mastanpur to enjoy. She was passionate about it, and indeed it was her passion that made her accept Hussain's proposal for the naked raand naach.
"Randi, teri baat main maanta hu, tujhe iss nanga raandnaach k liye paise milne chahiye", was all he could say with a smile.
Purva ecstatic that her husband finally agreed that she deserved money for her raand naach according to Hussain and Irfan's terms and conditions, squealed with joy. She placed both her hands on Mushtaq's hands on that were enjoying her pussy and boobs and pushed them deeper into her, while simultaneously hugging him. "thank you Mushtaq ji, mujhe yeh sunn k bohot jyaada khush hua hai", she said and proceeded to have a lip lock with her husband. Indeed it was a an emotional moment for both of them as Mushtaq completely hugged his wife close to him as they shared deep passionate lip kiss that lasted about 5 mins. Purva had by now been subject to various kinks and desires from her hubby, but the deep soulful lip kiss that they shared right then was out of this world for Purva. It seemed like they were joining their souls together in the most primal way early in the morning. She loved how nasty and natural it was given that Purva had already brushed her teeth before going to deliver milk to the slum households, whereas Mushtaq was still just out of his bed. It was indeed quite nasty and natural and the whole thing made Purva weak in her knees with romantic feelings. To experience such a beautiful feeling with a 60 yr old construction worker in the slums made her realise how lucky she indeed was. As their tongues nibbled at each other with love and lust, Purva was overcome with love and sexual appetite as she proceeded to lunge at Mushtaq's lips. Mushtaq realised how happy his wife was with his agreement and loved that she was indeed happy. The couple lived in the moment as they shared their first real passionate kiss that lasted for a long while. Once out of their kiss, Purva hung on to Mushtaq's left hand that was exploiting her pussy and without saying anything, she started to push her husband's hand in and out of her pussy vigorously. The whole romantic feeling accompanied by the lip kiss turned her on like crazy and she begged her husband, "Mushtaq ji, please abhi k abhi mere bhosde k maje le lo", she said.
Mushtaq of course, needed little confirmation, as he proceeded to fuck his whore wife roughly in her pussy. Earlier, most of their sex sessions were planned, but this was so spontaneous. Mushtaq of course, often only fucked women roughly, but for the first time, he had experienced the beauty of a soft romantic lip kiss from his wife, that made him so damn horny. He fucked his wife roughly even though he had just ejaculated. "Loudi tere ko main har pal chodna chahta hu", he said as he banged his whore in her wet pussy from behind on the bed. Purva of course loved how Mushtaq was fucking her. She loved how endowed he was and how he lusted after her, and the fact that he had accepted her feelings of wanting to charge money for dancing nude on stage for all the men of Mastanpur in the most trashy and cheap avatar only made her more crazy for her man. After 10 mins of rough passionate fucking, Mushtaq finally came deep inside her. "Aaaaah, meri randi, kya cheez hai tu?", he shouted loudly as he cummed inside her.
Purva ecstatic with the feeling inside her pussy inadvertently shouted out in between her moans "Main aap ki biwi hoon aur Mastanpur ki sabse bade randi hu"!
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Purva's apology for her rude behaviour is initiated
Mushtaq cummed deeped into Purva's womb as she shouted that. Indeed, it was too much for Mushtaq too handle as his wife cheaply declared that she was Mastanpur's biggest whore during their fuck session. He collapsed on her body on the bed as he continued kissing his wife on her lips roughly much to evoke their previous lip kiss magic. The couple lazily lay in bed loving each other as Mushtaq pinched and played with her tits lying beside her.
With their bodies stuck to each other, Mushtaq turned Purva to her side and said, "Randi, ek locha hai".
Purva lovingly placed her hand on her husband's cheek, and said "kya hua Muhstaq ji?".
"Randi mujhe pata hai tujhe kitna besharam hoke iss raan dnaach pe naacha hoga. Tujhe takla banake tere baal aur kaksh me colouring karenge woh log. Upar se mehendi k saath tu bohot sasti lagegi aur main maanta hu ki tujhe itna besharam hone k liye bohot paise milne chahiye. Parr jo tu ne 1000 rupayee ek gaane k liye maanga hai raandnaach k liye woh bohot jaada hai randi. Hussain ji tujhe ek gaane k liye 1000 rupayee kabhi bhi nhi denge, yeh toh pakka hai", said Mushtaq. He by now had accepted that Purva deserved the money she demanded for dancing so shamelessly nude on stage in front of all the men of Mastanpur with such a crude avatar and makeup. Moreover, he had taken for granted that the guests would certainly grope Purva's nude private parts on stage in front of everyone during the raand naach as well. He knew how he would get horny and rough with his whore every evening after having liquor and he knew the guests of course would not refrain from groping and feeling up this shameless whore when inebriated.
Purva smiled and lovingly kissed on her husband's lips. She was moved by the concern he showed when he had to break it to her that Hussain would never accept to pay 1000 rs. per song for Purva's naked raand naach. "Mushtaq ji, iske baare me maine bohot socha hai", she said thoughtfully. "Main sheher se hu toh mujhe laga ki 1000 rupayee aise besharm naach k liye thik kimat hai, parr ab aise gaav main main samajhti hu yeh bohot jaada hai. Aur maine abhi abhi randibaazi shuru kiya hai, toh mujhe pata hai ki mera rate itna abhi fix nhi kar sakti", she said.
Mushtaq was greatly relieved when Purva said that. He did not want her to feel disheartened that she was not being paid the right amount for her nude raand naach on stage, but he was happy that she realised these things on her own. Her maturity and her way of thinking in this matter greatly impressed her. "Meri randi, yeh bohot correct socha hai tum ne", he said as he kissed her once again.
Purva too reciprocated the kiss. "Parr Mushtaq ji, main yeh raand naach main muft me nhi karne wali hu. Ab yeh baat sab ko pata hoga ki jo main dikhane wali hu sab mard ko, usse sab bohot khush honge, hai ki nhi? Mera pura badan sab ko dikhega aur mera makeup aise karne se main bohot hi sasti raand dikhungi sab ko, toh iske liye main chahti hu Hussain ji mujhe kam se kam ek gaane k liye 10 rupayee ka fees de. Nhi toh meri randibaazi ka Mastanpur me koi mulya nhi hoga", she said earnestly.
Mushtaq found his Purva's words very reasonable and sensible. Of course, there was no denying that what she had agreed to do for the Hussain and Irfan was something very shameless for even the dirtiest and cheapest of whores. To do it for free of cost, as Purva had expressed would have no value for purva's sexy assets, even though all men had already seen Purva nude during the panchayat.
"Randi, ek gaane pe 10 rupayee ka fees mujhe thik lag rha hai, parr yeh cheez hume jald se jald Hussain ji se baat karna hoga. Woh abhi bohot naaraz honge tumse kal k baad...aur uske liye tujhe pehle unse maafi bhi maangni hogi", said Mushtaq.
Purva surely did not mind apologising to Hussain ji, if indeed that meant he would consider Purva's request of giving her Rs. 10 as fees for each of the 40 songs she was going to dance for the raand naach. She knew it was still beneath her expectations for the cheap perverted show she was going to display for all the men, but as dadi maa had told her earlier, she was just starting out as a whore in Mastanpur and she did not wish to get into the bad books of the sarpanch early on.
"Thik h Mushtaq ji, main Hussain ji aur Irfan ji ko maafi maangne k liye tayyar hu, uske baad hi main unse meri fees k baare me baat karungi", she said.
Mushtaq was indeed delighted that his wife was so understanding. Even though he found his wife's argument of deserving more money for her show plausible, he did not want to disobey the sarpanch. After all, he was going to leave the slums in a couple of weeks, so he did not want to create a rift between himself and Hussain ji over this silly matter. Anyway, he was sure that once Purva would apologise to him for her rude behavior yesterday, he would be considerate enough to consider his whore's request of Rs. 10 per song.
With a warm feeling of having found a solution to the problem, he happily pinched his wife's tits and kissed her on her lips once again. "tu bohot achhi biwi hai meri raand, tera pati bann ke mujhe bohot khush hua hai", he said with a happy smile as Purva reciprocated his feelings by kissing him back.
Mushtaq then got on the phone with Hussain ji and explained that Purva was repenting on her rude behavior with him and Irfan and that she sincerely wished to apologise to them for it.
"Achha. Fir ek kaam karr Mushtaq, teri raand ko leke shed pe hi aaja abhi, hum log bhi wahan pahunch jayenge 10 minute me.", he said.
"Thik h Hussain ji, jaroor, hum log bhi aate hai", said Mushtaq and cut the phone.
"Chal randi, ab tu tayyar ho ja, hum 5 min me niklenge shed k liye. Wahan pe Hussain ji aur Irfan ji se tu maafi maangegi. Main tujhe achhe se makeup karta hu aaj taaki woh log tujhe dekh k khush ho jayenge. Main 2 min nahake aata hu, tab tak tu mere kapde iron kar ke rakh, samjhi?", he said as he got off the bed.
Purva too immediately got off the bed. She wiped her face with a dry napkin to get off all the nasty things that Mushtaq had done to her. Of course, she would have loved to take a bath, given how clumsy she was feeling not having taken a bath for the last 3 days, but Mushtaq loved her to be in her purest form, so she felt she had to satisfy her duties as his wife. As Mushtaq took his bath, Purva got out a pair of impeccable cotton shirt and trouser for her husband and proceeded to iron it. As she did so, she hoped that Hussain and Irfan would accept her request for Rs. 10 per song for her raand naach. She did not have any strategy to counter it if indeed Hussain and Irfan ended up denying her the fees she requested. Of course, she could deny to do the raand naach, but she did not want to create a big fuss about by doing so. Even though the raand naach event was probably not known the happen to most of the citizens of the slums, she did not want to disappoint Hussain and Irfan, and especially her husband Mushtaq by denying to do such a sleazy and hot raand naach when she had given them hopes by already accepting it. She decided that she would do her best by apologising to them and then decide then and there if things went south.
Her thoughts were trailed off as Musthaq came out after having a bath. He then said, "Randi ek kaam kar", he said, as he made Purva bring up her cheap makeup accessories. He then asked his whore to put on a black lipstick thick on her lips along with a deep shade of pink mascara. Purva then wore the cheap skirt and bra that she wore to deliver milk and the burkha over it. Along with that Purva put on her cheap plastic fluorescent heels that were gifted to her by Ghafur chacha a few days back, and the couple were on their way to Fakir Chowk on Mushtaq's bicycle.
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