06-07-2021, 08:09 AM
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 signalled 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.
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 raandnaach 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 raandnaach.
"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 raandnaach 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 vigourously. 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 Mastanput ki sabse bade randi hu"!
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 signalled 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.
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 raandnaach 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 raandnaach.
"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 raandnaach 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 vigourously. 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 Mastanput ki sabse bade randi hu"!
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