Adultery Rich girl Jyoti Ruined& Reduced to a Low Class Common Whore

[RRahul]

Junaid- kyu be kaha Jaa rahi thi? “Where were you going”

Jyoti- mai mai mai…. “Me me me me”



Junaid- alse bakri ki taraj mai mai mai kya kar rahi hai, bata kidhar jaa rahi thi??? “Why are you going mai mai mai like a goat? Tell me where you were going?”

Jyoti- silence

Abdul- mai batata hu ustad, yeh ladies rundi clinic jaa rahi thi (let me tell you friend, she was going to the gaenocologist)




Junaid- accha rundi, yeh such hai? (Reall whore, is this true?)

Jyoti- n..n…nehi… (N..n…no…)



Abdul- kisse chutiya bana rahi hai bahen ki lodi, yehi ka address bola tha na tune??? Dekh anpad hu chutiya nehi (who the fuck do you think you are fooling? I’m illeterate, not a fool, you gave the address for here)

Jyoti was profoundly shocked, this was the first time the her meek driver had spoken to her that way.




Abdul- haan be rundi bahut dino baad meri yeh dil ki khundas nikal aayi hai, nehi toh yeh pahad jaise mumme aur gadariya gaand dekhke mera bhi man karta hai teri bacchedani me lund gadhke ek baccha nikal du. (Yeah whore I have been keeping this greavance for a long time now, else looking at these mountanous boobs and bulbous ass, even my heart wishes to plunge my cock into your womb and make a baby.




Abdul- aur yaad hai uss din tune mujhe ek tablet lane ko bola tha? Mai chutiya nehi hu, maine chemist se pucha tha yeh kiss liye hai, toh usne bata ki yeh bacche kirane ki dawai hai (and do you remember that tablet you told me to get, I’m not a dumbass, I asked the chemist what what was it for and he told me that it’s for emergency contraception.)





Junaid- saali rundi, toh tu mera baccha girane ko chali thi? Jab ki maine bola tha ki tujhe isse rakhna hai?! (Stupid whore, so you were about to abord my child whhen I told you specifically that you have to keep it)




Jyoti- nehi nehi main nehi kar sakti, meri shaadi bhi nehi hui abhi tak… (No no I can’t do it, I’m too young and not even married yet)




Junaid- Yeh tujhe chudne se pehle sochna chahea tha… Mai chodta hu toh sirf maa banane ke liye? Issi me ultimate maza hai… Jab mai aate jaate tere ghar me jhaakunga toh mujhe dikhna chahea ki tera tummy din pratti din football ki tarah badh raha hai, tere mumme dudu se latak rahe honge, tabhi asli maza hai…. Aggar tere jaise high class rundi ke garv me low class beej chodne mai hi asli maza hai, khaali chudai mai kuch nehi rakha. (That you should have thought of before agreeing to being fucked, when I fuck, its only to make children, to watch you and see your tummy growing like a foot ball, you boobs hanging with milk, and to plant my low class seed in your fertile garden of Eden, that is the real joy, not mere fucking for sex.)





Jyoti- nehi nehi please mai ghar pe kya kahungi, meri life barbad ho jaigi (no no please what will I say at home, my life would get ruined)
Junaid- “kyu, kisi aur chutiye se shaadi kar le, humari pyar ki nishani ko kissi aur ka naam de” (why, marry someone else, give our love child his name)




Jyoti was just sitting there, trapped inbetween these two sex crazed men and sobbing. Now just to put the icing on the cake, Junaid reached forward and put a CD in the car’s enternainment system, and within a few seconds the scene began with her being tossed on the bed, sucking his cock, riding his cock like a cow girl and wrapping her legs around him and exalting him to go deeper and deeper still. It was in total a 30mins clip, she understood that they had edited the clip and kept only the parts where she was actively partiicipating in the act, so that she couldn’t blame him for forcing her. 





Jyoti’s throat became dry and her eyes fixated on the screen. She felt an itch between he rlegs and a slight trickle as her pussy gave out to her most primal desier. For a moment she thought that this might be a good idea, I mean she wasn’t good in her studies anyways and nevere had an ambition apart from getting married to a rich man, enjoying a decent sex life and living comfortably off of his money, and she could do the same now, except instead of a decent sex life, she could have a great sex life, and added bonus of the sheer taboo of carrrying a seed of a lower calss man in her elite fertile fields. Jyoti almost gave us and closed her eyes.