Adultery Indian Wife plays with Contruction Workers (Collected)

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[Tarun narrates]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Hey Purva darling..."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Purva, where are you?"

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"Ok, so?", I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

"That's fine Pushkar", I said.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Purva's narration continues]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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


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

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

[Purva's narration continues]

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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