09-05-2019, 01:46 PM
Not wanting to be called a coward again, Vinod drank the second pot faster as well, feeling really good as the ganja worked on him. The already bright colours became brighter and the sounds clearer, he felt like flying as his body became light. When he moved his eyes quickly his vision became colourful with the objects turning into streaks of light.
Two teenagers finished setting up the stage and the speakers, and checked the mic, one uncle shouted “Ranu, Pintu, put some mast songs”
Ranu shouted back “Of course uncle, I already have them ready, you are gonna like it a lot”
Vinod looked at the teens working at a distance, he remembered them but their faces were a bit indistinct due to the bhang. Dozens of older women sat at a smaller tent behind the uncles’, they too wore bright clothes with heavy jewellery, but they were too old to catch the interest of the men. Finally, a smart, handsome teenager leaped gracefully onto the stage and took the mic from Pintu “Greetings to honoured elders, uncles and brothers, I am so happy to be here at the flower festival, looking closely at the various flowers in full bloom and many who are just starting as buds. We have the best performers of the village eagerly waiting to entertain you to the fullest. But you are all in for a treat, as there is a special guest performance later that is going to rock you completely. First, let’s welcome the lovely, tender sisters Tanu and Bhanu, please welcome them”
The uncles clapped sporadically as two young teens shyly stepped onto the stage, they wore short frilly skirts full of golden embroidery that showed off their coltish legs up to their thighs. Since they had small breasts, the blouse was much small but enough to cover the lemon sized breasts, leaving behind almost all of their lithe body for the uncles’ viewing pleasure. One man hooted “They are nubile virgins, I am going to marry them and fuck them hard”
Vinod was shocked to hear the man’s crude words, but none of the uncles showed displeasure, in fact another said “Bhai, in your dreams. I am already in talk with their family and have agreed on the dowry. You can only fuck their virgin pussies in dream, I am going to spear their hymens pretty soon”
It quickly turned into a heated argument, but one man intervened diplomatically and gave each a big pot of bhang to cool them down. Basant uncle laughed “Don’t mind them, Vinod, they are just drunk”
Vinod nodded “Yes uncle”
Basant said “It is difficult for either of them to buy both girls together, probably they will have to pick only one”
Vinod was startled as he looked at the ugly men with dark, paan infested teeth, he shuddered to even think of their naked fat bodies grinding on the lovely teens. He perked up when a familiar tune started, he remembered the popular item song but was surprised when the lyrics were different. While the original song wasn’t conservative, it had many double meanings, but the one that was playing had crude vulgar lyrics. Clearly an amateur singer and songwriter had done it, the lyrics were about a budding rosebud pining for a bee to pollinate. It talked about teenage heat wracking the nubile body, her rose petals being moist and tender, making anyone hungry to taste it. References of honey, nectar and many sweets were liberally used. Though the song was crude, Vinod couldn’t help but enjoy the frankness of the meaning. Also, the lewd dance steps helped, he watched as the barely legal teenagers thrust their hips to the leering uncles and bend over to show their lemon sized tits.
Basant murmured “Not bad, it’s been a long time since I’ve tasted a virgin pussy, having two at the same time will only make everything sweeter. Perhaps I should make a deal with their father, after all Bimala is getting old”
The teens made horny expressions and hugged each other while rubbing their little chests and grinding their hips. Vinod heard multiple ‘spproinnnggg’ sounds as the uncles became hard, the girls kissed each other, tasting the sweet virgin lips and moaned as if they were orgasming. As the song was coming to a close, they turned their back to the drooling uncles and bend their backs, shaking the tight ass making their short skirts rise up and flash the hard, creamy cheeks to the men. The song finally ended, and the girls ran away while the men cheered loudly, the handsome man took the stage “Thank you, thank you, thank you. Elders, please give our lovely Tanu and Bhanu a big round of applause”
Everyone clapped with Vinod joining, the man continued “Now let’s move on to the next performance, which is done by our lovely new bahu, who had just been married a week ago. She is eager to show us all her extensive talents, I am sure we are waiting to see. Her talents which were only seen by her husband is now revealed to us all. So let’s give her a warm welcome and enjoy her hot performance”
Vinod sipped his fourth pot feeling the world moving under his feet, the other uncles were vociferous even though they had consumed more. He was new to drinking bhang and his body was ill-equipped to deal with the potent stimulant. He watched a young woman shyly step onto the stage, he was surprised to see her wear the traditional red bridal saree and all the accompanied jewellery. Her face was covered fully by the ghunghat, which unlike those the villagers wore, was not as sheer. A slow romantic song streamed out of the speakers, it spoke about the intense love between a young couple. Vinod leaned back and enjoyed the soothing melody, he assumed that not all performances were going to be hot and erotic. After all the performers were all women from the village, closely related to the men, apart from a few, most wouldn’t act like sluts.
A woman brought a huge tray full of fried savouries, since the bhang was potent on an empty stomach, the uncles took big handfuls and messily munched on the crisp snacks. Since he was hungry, Vinod took some and munched the spicy and salty snacks. He got thirsty after eating a small handful so drank more bhang to relieve the thirst. He took another handful of snacks before he realised what was happening on stage. The romantic song had changed to a sexy one full of slow thumping beats, the shy woman’s saree had fallen off her shoulder, revealing the low-cut blouse that nearly squeezed her perky firm tits into paste. Her face was revealed, the dark eyes and red lipstick made her expression sexier as she hugged a pole tightly and ground on it.
The song spoke about the raging fire of desire inside the girl and openly invited a man to quench it again and again. She arched her back slightly and rubbed the pole between her breasts, her leg wound around it making her saree rise higher and higher until everyone saw her golden thigh. She pouted sexily and bucked her hips on the pole, while moaning with pleasure. One of the uncles asked “Who is that girl?”
Another answered “She married a young man who had come back after working in a city, his father had died some years back. He must have assumed that he could live a life of status in this village, but he has no backing. I think he is now trying to curry favour with one of us and has employed his newly married wife to make us interested”
One uncle spat “Weakling, though she looks sexy, maybe I can try her out before making her my mistress”
Basant softly murmured “Her husband is a moron, he should have never come back, especially with such a lovely wife”
The uncle stood and raised his hand full of crisp currency notes, the dancing girl looked at the bundle of notes and smiled widely. She stepped down the stage, somehow making her saree fall down, revealing her short frilly skirt that barely covered her tight ass. The uncle leered at her sumptuous body “Come to papa dear, I have more of this”
The song was still playing and but the woman danced only for the ugly uncle, teasing him with her nubile, nearly unused body. While the men cheered, the uncle took a crisp note and pushed it inside her tight blouse, taking a good feel of her perky tits. She moaned and rubbed her chest on him and shook her tits right near his face, the uncle had a wide smile as he took another note and rubbed it on her slightly sweaty body, before pushing it down her skirt. Her smile got wider and she placed her foot between his legs, making him freeze, all the men near him got a good look of her panties. But she didn’t seem to mind as she moved her foot further making the uncle get a stupid happy grin. She caressed his ugly, pitted face with an inviting smile making him take another note. She plucked it from him and turned around in a flash before sitting on his lap, grinding her tight, virgin ass on his hard cock.
The uncle said “That’s it, that’s the way I like it. Rub your pretty ass and take one more note”
He pulled her sweet parted lips for a kiss, she pecked him for a moment before leaning back with a playful giggle. Just then the song ended, the girl leaned over the uncle, pressing her young body tight against his flabby one and whispered something in his ear. The uncle beamed before nodding, Basant said “Perhaps her husband isn’t an idiot, she has accomplished what he wanted”
Vinod didn’t understand, but the others nodded, the girl gave the uncle a flirty kiss and ran back making the drunken uncle follow her with a big wad of cash. Some more performances followed, everyone was beautiful and dressed sexily, the songs were erotic while the dance was lewd. Two women danced together, kissing and sliding over the other in very little clothes. Even though he was drunk, Vinod could easily see every detail of their wanton bodies. Some more uncles got interested and threw money on them, making them leave the stage and dance privately for them. Vinod got to see the ugly uncles, who called themselves elders, act worse than thugs, groping and kissing the willing women and showering them with money.
His poor cock had been rock hard for a long time, stimulated beyond reason by the sexy women and their erotic performances. Almost all uncles had their cocks out and were openly stroking their cocks while groping the women. Ironically Vinod sighed happily at that sight, he felt as if the scales of justice were balanced once again. Ever since he had stepped into the village, his heart had been burning in envy at the number of beautiful women, both young and mature. The sight of them throwing themselves at the ugly men had giving him many stomach ulcers. What was God thinking, when such women, who could be models and actresses, had passionate sex with the loathsome wankers.
He felt intimidated and depressed when all of them had young and sexy wives and mistresses. But when he saw their naked cocks, he became happy, all of them had small or thin dicks that he looked gigantic in front of them. What dear Vinod missed was that, the elder had originally chosen these ugly men for that very reason. Being the dominant alpha male, the elder was careful in picking these men to marry off the women and promptly cuckolded them. It was only when the elder was on deathbed did the men gather enough courage to silently rebel against him. Being insecure, weak men, the elders had ganged up and driven away the beta males and those who had bigger cocks than them. So those left behind were too young to pose any threat or were weak, submissive men.
Still it grated when the sexy women treated those cocks as if they were majestic and willingly wrapped their dainty hands around it. While he wasn’t completely ignored, none of the women paid significant attention to him. After all he wasn’t wealthy, nor did he have status in the village, apart from a few scorching glances and light teasing caresses, all of the women’s attention was showered on the ugly uncles. He was so horny seeing a particularly beautiful woman grinding her ass on Basant’s hard naked cock. She was within arm distance and he could feel the heat from her body, the sight of her writhing on the old uncle made him jealous, but he was too much of a ‘gentleman’ to put any initiative.
It had been many pots of bhang since he first started, his vision was hazy and his mind slow, but his cock was rock hard aching for relief. He had gotten used to it thanks to Pratima’s edging and denial sessions, he had even started to enjoy the feeling, the sensation of being near the summit without taking the next step. The festival had turned into a near orgy, he had forgotten the names of the women who had performed nor their count. All of them were sexy, their only task was to find a rich uncle using their body as bait. Some uncles had taken the women they liked and left, wanting to enjoy the beauties in privacy, but many stayed back, loving the festive atmosphere and the feeling of no inhibition after drinking gallons of bhang. He had wondered about the purpose of the small sheds earlier, but he got an idea of its use when a few uncles took their women into it and filled it with moans and groans.
Vinod looked up, his eyes refused to cooperate for several seconds before he got a blurred view of the stage. The announcer spoke with great enthusiasm “The next performer is our special guest, a woman of unparalleled beauty and sensuousness, she had made waves ever since her arrival to our village, leaving behind men panting in lust. She has now come to give us all a raunchy performance, solely for your pleasure. So, let’s invite our lovely guest and lean back to enjoy”
An applause went around the men as they looked excitedly at the stage, the lights dimmed for a moment before turning brighter revealing a woman wearing a red bridal costume. Instead of the traditional saree, she was wearing a beautifully embroidered blouse and a grand skirt. Unlike the others her ghunghat was normal, covering most of her face, except for the crimson lips curved in a seductive smile. Her gently flaring hips were cocked to one side in a coy pose revealing the golden midriff with the deep navel for everyone to see. The blouse was cut low, revealing most of the plush, creamy breasts right until the top of her belly, the skirt was frilly with a thick border of golden thread to keep it down, though her long fleshy legs, smooth and glistening like satin was a sight to dwell on.
A slow drum music started from the speakers with her moving her hips in sync, the song started normally with lewd, double meaning lyrics like every other item song. With a teasing smile, she danced gracefully, opposite to the loud vulgar song, slowly her movements gathered momentum, her hips thrust faster making her skirt rise higher, revealing more of her creamy thighs. The tharki uncles, who looked like low-class labourers, if not for the money they had, hooted loudly when her steps got raunchy. Even Vinod shouted as he sipped more bhang, he wasn’t blind, through blurry eyes, he could surmise that the dancer was a very beautiful man, no wonder the uncles got excited. She turned around and shook her ass from side to side, making the men cheer as the skirt nearly rose up to her ass.
Halfway through the song, the thrusts and shakes got wilder, she stepped down the stage and danced in front of a leering uncle. He drooled and jerked his stubby cock as she came closer and closer with a little smile on her lovely face. The man smiled widely, eagerly anticipating her move, she didn’t disappoint him, she stood between his wide legs, enough to touch his aching cock several times and she danced to the beat. The man couldn’t control himself as he put his hand on the lush shaking ass and squeezed it hard. She bit her juicy lips sensually and pushed his hand away, but didn’t move away, instead she lifted one leg high making the skirt rise higher revealing creamy inner thighs and placed her bare foot on his chair, right below the man’s naked cock.
Everyone cheered “Yes, tease that bastard” “Don’t let him defile you with his filthy hands” “You fucker, she is mine”
Still with a teasing smile that revealed her white teeth, she rotated her leg with the dance beat, making the skirt nearly reveal what was underneath. Though Vinod was sitting some distance away with blurry eyesight, he knew that the dancer’s foot had touched the man’s cock just by seeing his expression. The uncles shouted “Don’t pleasure him, stamp his little worm under your foot”
But the man wasn’t offended by any of it, he was entranced by her beauty and her foot teasing his erect cock. Suddenly she shrieked before laughing as he pulled her to his lap, using his dark filthy hands to stroke her flawless gleaming waist. The dark hand looked like a smear on her pure creamy skin, but they looked in bliss as her ass ground on his naked cock making him moan while his hands intruded all over her beautiful body. He slobbered on her back, which was naked, except for a string holding her blouse, his licked the sweet skin making her giggle even as she tried to dance to the beats. Finally, she mustered enough force to slip out of his grabby hands and blew him a kiss to make him smile again.
The song changed to a crude one, blaring loudly from the speakers, she moved to the next man, shaking her tits and ass right in his face as the man groped her freely. She tried to push the invading hands away, but she didn’t use any force while the dirty hands roamed all over her body. Vinod was really horny seeing the classy beauty molested by the scoundrels, she was too good for those low lives, but seeing her protest fakely made everything erotic.
Two teenagers finished setting up the stage and the speakers, and checked the mic, one uncle shouted “Ranu, Pintu, put some mast songs”
Ranu shouted back “Of course uncle, I already have them ready, you are gonna like it a lot”
Vinod looked at the teens working at a distance, he remembered them but their faces were a bit indistinct due to the bhang. Dozens of older women sat at a smaller tent behind the uncles’, they too wore bright clothes with heavy jewellery, but they were too old to catch the interest of the men. Finally, a smart, handsome teenager leaped gracefully onto the stage and took the mic from Pintu “Greetings to honoured elders, uncles and brothers, I am so happy to be here at the flower festival, looking closely at the various flowers in full bloom and many who are just starting as buds. We have the best performers of the village eagerly waiting to entertain you to the fullest. But you are all in for a treat, as there is a special guest performance later that is going to rock you completely. First, let’s welcome the lovely, tender sisters Tanu and Bhanu, please welcome them”
The uncles clapped sporadically as two young teens shyly stepped onto the stage, they wore short frilly skirts full of golden embroidery that showed off their coltish legs up to their thighs. Since they had small breasts, the blouse was much small but enough to cover the lemon sized breasts, leaving behind almost all of their lithe body for the uncles’ viewing pleasure. One man hooted “They are nubile virgins, I am going to marry them and fuck them hard”
Vinod was shocked to hear the man’s crude words, but none of the uncles showed displeasure, in fact another said “Bhai, in your dreams. I am already in talk with their family and have agreed on the dowry. You can only fuck their virgin pussies in dream, I am going to spear their hymens pretty soon”
It quickly turned into a heated argument, but one man intervened diplomatically and gave each a big pot of bhang to cool them down. Basant uncle laughed “Don’t mind them, Vinod, they are just drunk”
Vinod nodded “Yes uncle”
Basant said “It is difficult for either of them to buy both girls together, probably they will have to pick only one”
Vinod was startled as he looked at the ugly men with dark, paan infested teeth, he shuddered to even think of their naked fat bodies grinding on the lovely teens. He perked up when a familiar tune started, he remembered the popular item song but was surprised when the lyrics were different. While the original song wasn’t conservative, it had many double meanings, but the one that was playing had crude vulgar lyrics. Clearly an amateur singer and songwriter had done it, the lyrics were about a budding rosebud pining for a bee to pollinate. It talked about teenage heat wracking the nubile body, her rose petals being moist and tender, making anyone hungry to taste it. References of honey, nectar and many sweets were liberally used. Though the song was crude, Vinod couldn’t help but enjoy the frankness of the meaning. Also, the lewd dance steps helped, he watched as the barely legal teenagers thrust their hips to the leering uncles and bend over to show their lemon sized tits.
Basant murmured “Not bad, it’s been a long time since I’ve tasted a virgin pussy, having two at the same time will only make everything sweeter. Perhaps I should make a deal with their father, after all Bimala is getting old”
The teens made horny expressions and hugged each other while rubbing their little chests and grinding their hips. Vinod heard multiple ‘spproinnnggg’ sounds as the uncles became hard, the girls kissed each other, tasting the sweet virgin lips and moaned as if they were orgasming. As the song was coming to a close, they turned their back to the drooling uncles and bend their backs, shaking the tight ass making their short skirts rise up and flash the hard, creamy cheeks to the men. The song finally ended, and the girls ran away while the men cheered loudly, the handsome man took the stage “Thank you, thank you, thank you. Elders, please give our lovely Tanu and Bhanu a big round of applause”
Everyone clapped with Vinod joining, the man continued “Now let’s move on to the next performance, which is done by our lovely new bahu, who had just been married a week ago. She is eager to show us all her extensive talents, I am sure we are waiting to see. Her talents which were only seen by her husband is now revealed to us all. So let’s give her a warm welcome and enjoy her hot performance”
Vinod sipped his fourth pot feeling the world moving under his feet, the other uncles were vociferous even though they had consumed more. He was new to drinking bhang and his body was ill-equipped to deal with the potent stimulant. He watched a young woman shyly step onto the stage, he was surprised to see her wear the traditional red bridal saree and all the accompanied jewellery. Her face was covered fully by the ghunghat, which unlike those the villagers wore, was not as sheer. A slow romantic song streamed out of the speakers, it spoke about the intense love between a young couple. Vinod leaned back and enjoyed the soothing melody, he assumed that not all performances were going to be hot and erotic. After all the performers were all women from the village, closely related to the men, apart from a few, most wouldn’t act like sluts.
A woman brought a huge tray full of fried savouries, since the bhang was potent on an empty stomach, the uncles took big handfuls and messily munched on the crisp snacks. Since he was hungry, Vinod took some and munched the spicy and salty snacks. He got thirsty after eating a small handful so drank more bhang to relieve the thirst. He took another handful of snacks before he realised what was happening on stage. The romantic song had changed to a sexy one full of slow thumping beats, the shy woman’s saree had fallen off her shoulder, revealing the low-cut blouse that nearly squeezed her perky firm tits into paste. Her face was revealed, the dark eyes and red lipstick made her expression sexier as she hugged a pole tightly and ground on it.
The song spoke about the raging fire of desire inside the girl and openly invited a man to quench it again and again. She arched her back slightly and rubbed the pole between her breasts, her leg wound around it making her saree rise higher and higher until everyone saw her golden thigh. She pouted sexily and bucked her hips on the pole, while moaning with pleasure. One of the uncles asked “Who is that girl?”
Another answered “She married a young man who had come back after working in a city, his father had died some years back. He must have assumed that he could live a life of status in this village, but he has no backing. I think he is now trying to curry favour with one of us and has employed his newly married wife to make us interested”
One uncle spat “Weakling, though she looks sexy, maybe I can try her out before making her my mistress”
Basant softly murmured “Her husband is a moron, he should have never come back, especially with such a lovely wife”
The uncle stood and raised his hand full of crisp currency notes, the dancing girl looked at the bundle of notes and smiled widely. She stepped down the stage, somehow making her saree fall down, revealing her short frilly skirt that barely covered her tight ass. The uncle leered at her sumptuous body “Come to papa dear, I have more of this”
The song was still playing and but the woman danced only for the ugly uncle, teasing him with her nubile, nearly unused body. While the men cheered, the uncle took a crisp note and pushed it inside her tight blouse, taking a good feel of her perky tits. She moaned and rubbed her chest on him and shook her tits right near his face, the uncle had a wide smile as he took another note and rubbed it on her slightly sweaty body, before pushing it down her skirt. Her smile got wider and she placed her foot between his legs, making him freeze, all the men near him got a good look of her panties. But she didn’t seem to mind as she moved her foot further making the uncle get a stupid happy grin. She caressed his ugly, pitted face with an inviting smile making him take another note. She plucked it from him and turned around in a flash before sitting on his lap, grinding her tight, virgin ass on his hard cock.
The uncle said “That’s it, that’s the way I like it. Rub your pretty ass and take one more note”
He pulled her sweet parted lips for a kiss, she pecked him for a moment before leaning back with a playful giggle. Just then the song ended, the girl leaned over the uncle, pressing her young body tight against his flabby one and whispered something in his ear. The uncle beamed before nodding, Basant said “Perhaps her husband isn’t an idiot, she has accomplished what he wanted”
Vinod didn’t understand, but the others nodded, the girl gave the uncle a flirty kiss and ran back making the drunken uncle follow her with a big wad of cash. Some more performances followed, everyone was beautiful and dressed sexily, the songs were erotic while the dance was lewd. Two women danced together, kissing and sliding over the other in very little clothes. Even though he was drunk, Vinod could easily see every detail of their wanton bodies. Some more uncles got interested and threw money on them, making them leave the stage and dance privately for them. Vinod got to see the ugly uncles, who called themselves elders, act worse than thugs, groping and kissing the willing women and showering them with money.
His poor cock had been rock hard for a long time, stimulated beyond reason by the sexy women and their erotic performances. Almost all uncles had their cocks out and were openly stroking their cocks while groping the women. Ironically Vinod sighed happily at that sight, he felt as if the scales of justice were balanced once again. Ever since he had stepped into the village, his heart had been burning in envy at the number of beautiful women, both young and mature. The sight of them throwing themselves at the ugly men had giving him many stomach ulcers. What was God thinking, when such women, who could be models and actresses, had passionate sex with the loathsome wankers.
He felt intimidated and depressed when all of them had young and sexy wives and mistresses. But when he saw their naked cocks, he became happy, all of them had small or thin dicks that he looked gigantic in front of them. What dear Vinod missed was that, the elder had originally chosen these ugly men for that very reason. Being the dominant alpha male, the elder was careful in picking these men to marry off the women and promptly cuckolded them. It was only when the elder was on deathbed did the men gather enough courage to silently rebel against him. Being insecure, weak men, the elders had ganged up and driven away the beta males and those who had bigger cocks than them. So those left behind were too young to pose any threat or were weak, submissive men.
Still it grated when the sexy women treated those cocks as if they were majestic and willingly wrapped their dainty hands around it. While he wasn’t completely ignored, none of the women paid significant attention to him. After all he wasn’t wealthy, nor did he have status in the village, apart from a few scorching glances and light teasing caresses, all of the women’s attention was showered on the ugly uncles. He was so horny seeing a particularly beautiful woman grinding her ass on Basant’s hard naked cock. She was within arm distance and he could feel the heat from her body, the sight of her writhing on the old uncle made him jealous, but he was too much of a ‘gentleman’ to put any initiative.
It had been many pots of bhang since he first started, his vision was hazy and his mind slow, but his cock was rock hard aching for relief. He had gotten used to it thanks to Pratima’s edging and denial sessions, he had even started to enjoy the feeling, the sensation of being near the summit without taking the next step. The festival had turned into a near orgy, he had forgotten the names of the women who had performed nor their count. All of them were sexy, their only task was to find a rich uncle using their body as bait. Some uncles had taken the women they liked and left, wanting to enjoy the beauties in privacy, but many stayed back, loving the festive atmosphere and the feeling of no inhibition after drinking gallons of bhang. He had wondered about the purpose of the small sheds earlier, but he got an idea of its use when a few uncles took their women into it and filled it with moans and groans.
Vinod looked up, his eyes refused to cooperate for several seconds before he got a blurred view of the stage. The announcer spoke with great enthusiasm “The next performer is our special guest, a woman of unparalleled beauty and sensuousness, she had made waves ever since her arrival to our village, leaving behind men panting in lust. She has now come to give us all a raunchy performance, solely for your pleasure. So, let’s invite our lovely guest and lean back to enjoy”
An applause went around the men as they looked excitedly at the stage, the lights dimmed for a moment before turning brighter revealing a woman wearing a red bridal costume. Instead of the traditional saree, she was wearing a beautifully embroidered blouse and a grand skirt. Unlike the others her ghunghat was normal, covering most of her face, except for the crimson lips curved in a seductive smile. Her gently flaring hips were cocked to one side in a coy pose revealing the golden midriff with the deep navel for everyone to see. The blouse was cut low, revealing most of the plush, creamy breasts right until the top of her belly, the skirt was frilly with a thick border of golden thread to keep it down, though her long fleshy legs, smooth and glistening like satin was a sight to dwell on.
A slow drum music started from the speakers with her moving her hips in sync, the song started normally with lewd, double meaning lyrics like every other item song. With a teasing smile, she danced gracefully, opposite to the loud vulgar song, slowly her movements gathered momentum, her hips thrust faster making her skirt rise higher, revealing more of her creamy thighs. The tharki uncles, who looked like low-class labourers, if not for the money they had, hooted loudly when her steps got raunchy. Even Vinod shouted as he sipped more bhang, he wasn’t blind, through blurry eyes, he could surmise that the dancer was a very beautiful man, no wonder the uncles got excited. She turned around and shook her ass from side to side, making the men cheer as the skirt nearly rose up to her ass.
Halfway through the song, the thrusts and shakes got wilder, she stepped down the stage and danced in front of a leering uncle. He drooled and jerked his stubby cock as she came closer and closer with a little smile on her lovely face. The man smiled widely, eagerly anticipating her move, she didn’t disappoint him, she stood between his wide legs, enough to touch his aching cock several times and she danced to the beat. The man couldn’t control himself as he put his hand on the lush shaking ass and squeezed it hard. She bit her juicy lips sensually and pushed his hand away, but didn’t move away, instead she lifted one leg high making the skirt rise higher revealing creamy inner thighs and placed her bare foot on his chair, right below the man’s naked cock.
Everyone cheered “Yes, tease that bastard” “Don’t let him defile you with his filthy hands” “You fucker, she is mine”
Still with a teasing smile that revealed her white teeth, she rotated her leg with the dance beat, making the skirt nearly reveal what was underneath. Though Vinod was sitting some distance away with blurry eyesight, he knew that the dancer’s foot had touched the man’s cock just by seeing his expression. The uncles shouted “Don’t pleasure him, stamp his little worm under your foot”
But the man wasn’t offended by any of it, he was entranced by her beauty and her foot teasing his erect cock. Suddenly she shrieked before laughing as he pulled her to his lap, using his dark filthy hands to stroke her flawless gleaming waist. The dark hand looked like a smear on her pure creamy skin, but they looked in bliss as her ass ground on his naked cock making him moan while his hands intruded all over her beautiful body. He slobbered on her back, which was naked, except for a string holding her blouse, his licked the sweet skin making her giggle even as she tried to dance to the beats. Finally, she mustered enough force to slip out of his grabby hands and blew him a kiss to make him smile again.
The song changed to a crude one, blaring loudly from the speakers, she moved to the next man, shaking her tits and ass right in his face as the man groped her freely. She tried to push the invading hands away, but she didn’t use any force while the dirty hands roamed all over her body. Vinod was really horny seeing the classy beauty molested by the scoundrels, she was too good for those low lives, but seeing her protest fakely made everything erotic.
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