07-02-2022, 01:10 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-02-2022, 11:03 AM by ytitnekradeht. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
BACKGROUND
THE BIG GAME [PART 1]
When veena's husband got home, he saw that the door was ajar, he figured that she probably had someone over, as he walked into the lounge, he saw a sight which had altogether become too common for him, veena was sitting nude on the sofa with her legs open, arms raised, as someone was eating her pussy out, her husband made a comment "toh aaj tujhay koi apni choot kay chaatay maarnay kay liay koi mil gaya", veena hadn't seen her husband come in, she took a chug out of the bottle of vodka on the table next to her, and replied "sheher ka har banda chattay maarnay ko tayaar hai meri choot kay", hearing this, the dirty filthy and smelly man eating her out stopped and turned towards her husband to say "jhoot bol rahi hai ye, 25 hazaar diay hain isnay mujhko apni gandi phuddi chaatnay kay liay", her husband laughed, came over, spat on her face and said "aaj meray boss kay ghar company event hai, sab aayay hongay company say, meray dushman bhi, to tayaar hoja, chalna hai udher, aur mein teray ko warn kar raha hoon apna randpanna na dikhaana udher, meri ijjat hai, chal jaldi say fariq hokay tayaar hoja", because veena's hole was too lose by now, it was a little difficult to make her orgasm, but the guy did, after that she paid him, and went to change her clothes. When her husband came out he was dressed in a suit, she followed shortly after, veena was dressed in a white sleeveless collared shirt buttoned to her neck, tucked in skin fit black jeans, the shirt was slightly see through, and one could make out her black bra underneath, the pants accentuated her curvy figure, and thunder thighs, her husband commented "jitni patli teri shirt hai na, wahan teray paseena passi hotay hi sab dikh jaana hai", she replied "daikh hi lain gay na, unhay bhi pata chalay teri biwi garam maal hai", the husband laughed, and they left for the event. At the event, veena was the center of attention, since most of the wives there had dressed up in conservative eastern wear, all the men huddled around veena, and introduced themselves to her, she was eating up the attention as well, all the other women were growing envious of her. Veena's husband's observation was right, as the party was situated outdoors, the air was humid, which meant that everyone was sweating, including veena, her skin had slightly begun to show on account of the sweat making her shirt even more transparent than it already was, especially near her underarms, finally veena tied her hair back because of the heat, but what this did was that it let all the people there have a look at her sweaty and unshaved armpits and she asked "is it just me or is it hot in here?", which surprisingly aroused alot of men. While all of this was happening, Abhi, veena's husband's rival at work was in another headspace, as soon as veena had entered he had found her to be quite familiar, on thinking back he realised that he had seen her a month ago at one of the bars that he had frequented, and the reason why he could still remember her was because by the end of the night veena was scrubbing toilet seats with her tongue because of how drunk she was, he knew about her slutty nature, and coupled with the fact that she was his rival's wife, he thought with a vengeance on how to hit two birds with one stone. He had seen that night how much veena loved alcohol, and figured that if someone got her drunk enough, she was easy as a fiddle, so he grabbed a glass of whiskey, spiked it with half a drop of a date-bang drug, and walked towards veena, when he went there, he asked her "you seem to be quite the lady, but can you hold your liqour?", veena felt a tingle in her pussy, he was perhaps the most commanding man in the party, and that made her want him, she coyly replied "i can drink all you men under the table, and then some more" as she grabbed the whiskey glass from him, and chugged it down in one go, astonishing all the men there. From here on out, the deck was stacked, as the men were flirting her up, abhi kept plying her with drinks, however she was unaware that her inhibitions were slowly being lost, if there were any. To make her even more hot, abhi grabbed veena and took her to the dance floor, she could barely stand up straight due to how much she had been drinking, so she gyrated against abhi's body for the most part, by the end of the dance, her shirt stuck to her skin, and was fully transparent, you could see her black bra, and bursting cleavage, as clear as the sun on a non-cloudy day, veena started to fan herself with her hand, as more and more men flocked towards her, abhi told her to open up a few buttons if she was feeling hot, veena did so, she unbuttoned three of her top buttons, letting a hint of her cleavage fall out in front of the men, but that was it, veena was still in control, she was trying to abide by her husband's request, even though she wanted her body to be ravished by all these men, but then her eyes caught a glimpse of her husband as he was chatting up two women and in a very flirty manner had his arms around one of them, this made her furious, she figured that it was time to become the life of the party and get her husband's attention, so she excused herself and went to the bathroom, 15 minutes later veena came out, all disheveled, her hair sticking to her face, her shirt even more drenched than it was before, her shirt was now untucked, and her pant was unbuttoned, it was a sexy sight that everyone soaked in, it was quite apparent for all the men there that she had probably been masturbating in the bathroom, veena came over and said "aao aik set lagaain basketball ka", by this time her husband was also there, she pointed at abhi and said "aik meri team aur aik iski", everyone agreed, even her husband who wanted to show off his athletic skills to the women he was chatting up and defeat abhi, as the team selection began, veena chose her husband and a few other men who she found to be quite rowdy, whil abhi chose the men who he knew would put up a good fight and were perfect for his plan to humiliate veena and her husband. Veena was quite athletic and had been a pro at basketball because she was once fuckbuddies with someone who played with the state level team, and they had many practice sessions together as foreplay, while abhi was someone who was naturally competitive and sporty, he gathered the team over and explained to them that their goal was to tackle veena as much as they could, and goad her into revealing more skin than she was showing off now. Their boss was the referree, and the game began, it was apparent from the start of the match that the men were more interested in tackling and groping veena than winning, even her husband was amused, and her own team was rather involved in either touching her, or letting other men touch her, but the game changer finally came when veena was going with the ball towards the basket, abhi lunged at her, and tackled her to the grass, in the struggle, veena's shirt tore from the back, which left her entire back uncovered and bra exposed, and her all her buttons broke, save for the three near her boobs, the entire party was ecstatic now, they were one step closer to seeing veena in all her glory, her husband came over and took her aside, he asked her if she wanted to put a stop to it, as people were watching, veena was furious, she hated to lose, so she said "mard ban, mein jeetoon gi ye", abhi taunted her "haar maan jaa warna nangi hojaye gi game khatam honay tak", veena replied "teray khayal say mein darti hoon nangi honay say?", and grabbed the ball dribbling it towards the basket. Another guy from abhi's team ran after her, and in an attempt to stop her, grabbed the back of her shirt which was already torn, and tore it in its entirety, bringing veena down with himself, as veena got up, everyone could now see that he shirt was flimsily held together by one button, veena's cleavage was bursting out, so was a bit of her bra, and her back was entirely naked, her husband came over and told her how exposed she was, veena replied "ismein konsi bari baat hai, aaj nahi to kal inhon nay bhi mujhay nanga daikh hi laina tha", as she gestured the waiter to bring her a bottle of vodka, after taking a huge chug out of the bottle veena simply turned to abhi and his team and said "itnay shauk tha meray bubbay daikhnay ka to pehlay bata daitay, kameez kyun kharab kardi", as she grabbed her shirt and tore the one final button that had been keeping everything together, veena then took off what was left of her shirt, and stood there in a skimpy strapless bra, in front of everyone, not caring how naked she was, her body was drenched in sweat because of the copious amounts of physical activity that she was indulging in, she raised her arms above her head to tie her hair more tightly, as a response to veena, abhi replied in a sardonic manner "teri jaisi bohot baywari daikhi hain, apnay aap ko jyaada special mat samajh, aa khailain", angering veena. Abhi had found a new point of attack now, veena's skimpy bra, and so had his team, and as the final round commenced, so did Abhi's need to take the game of humiliation up a notch, veena's husband could feel in his guts that this was blowing out of proportion, and he knew how easily susceptible veena was to being fucked, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.
Veena is a slutty wife with no inhibitions, she loves to get fucked, degraded and humiliated beyond measure. Most of the stories that I post about her are standalone stories, with little to no connection with each other, save for the the main character veena being the common thread in all of them. A few characters will be recurring in the sense that you'll see them pop up from time to time within the stories, and they'll usually serve as catalysts for getting Veena humiliated before a newer people. Some of the stories will venture into the territory of sadomasochim, but without bondage for the most part, and suspension of disbelief is quite important in that regard to fully appreciate the situation being described, so if you're not into that, I recommend that you look elsewhere. As a precursor I'm leading with the story titled "The Big Game"; Veena has already been established as a slut and whore, so this won't go into the origins of her descent, which are irrelevant, it is also pertinent to mention that veena's husbands [they shall be unnamed] change a few times between the stories that I post, and her dynamics with each of them will be explored within those stories. Any sort of recomenddations and feedback on how I can improve the stories or suggestions about the various situations that veena finds herself in are welcome.
THE BIG GAME [PART 1]
When veena's husband got home, he saw that the door was ajar, he figured that she probably had someone over, as he walked into the lounge, he saw a sight which had altogether become too common for him, veena was sitting nude on the sofa with her legs open, arms raised, as someone was eating her pussy out, her husband made a comment "toh aaj tujhay koi apni choot kay chaatay maarnay kay liay koi mil gaya", veena hadn't seen her husband come in, she took a chug out of the bottle of vodka on the table next to her, and replied "sheher ka har banda chattay maarnay ko tayaar hai meri choot kay", hearing this, the dirty filthy and smelly man eating her out stopped and turned towards her husband to say "jhoot bol rahi hai ye, 25 hazaar diay hain isnay mujhko apni gandi phuddi chaatnay kay liay", her husband laughed, came over, spat on her face and said "aaj meray boss kay ghar company event hai, sab aayay hongay company say, meray dushman bhi, to tayaar hoja, chalna hai udher, aur mein teray ko warn kar raha hoon apna randpanna na dikhaana udher, meri ijjat hai, chal jaldi say fariq hokay tayaar hoja", because veena's hole was too lose by now, it was a little difficult to make her orgasm, but the guy did, after that she paid him, and went to change her clothes. When her husband came out he was dressed in a suit, she followed shortly after, veena was dressed in a white sleeveless collared shirt buttoned to her neck, tucked in skin fit black jeans, the shirt was slightly see through, and one could make out her black bra underneath, the pants accentuated her curvy figure, and thunder thighs, her husband commented "jitni patli teri shirt hai na, wahan teray paseena passi hotay hi sab dikh jaana hai", she replied "daikh hi lain gay na, unhay bhi pata chalay teri biwi garam maal hai", the husband laughed, and they left for the event. At the event, veena was the center of attention, since most of the wives there had dressed up in conservative eastern wear, all the men huddled around veena, and introduced themselves to her, she was eating up the attention as well, all the other women were growing envious of her. Veena's husband's observation was right, as the party was situated outdoors, the air was humid, which meant that everyone was sweating, including veena, her skin had slightly begun to show on account of the sweat making her shirt even more transparent than it already was, especially near her underarms, finally veena tied her hair back because of the heat, but what this did was that it let all the people there have a look at her sweaty and unshaved armpits and she asked "is it just me or is it hot in here?", which surprisingly aroused alot of men. While all of this was happening, Abhi, veena's husband's rival at work was in another headspace, as soon as veena had entered he had found her to be quite familiar, on thinking back he realised that he had seen her a month ago at one of the bars that he had frequented, and the reason why he could still remember her was because by the end of the night veena was scrubbing toilet seats with her tongue because of how drunk she was, he knew about her slutty nature, and coupled with the fact that she was his rival's wife, he thought with a vengeance on how to hit two birds with one stone. He had seen that night how much veena loved alcohol, and figured that if someone got her drunk enough, she was easy as a fiddle, so he grabbed a glass of whiskey, spiked it with half a drop of a date-bang drug, and walked towards veena, when he went there, he asked her "you seem to be quite the lady, but can you hold your liqour?", veena felt a tingle in her pussy, he was perhaps the most commanding man in the party, and that made her want him, she coyly replied "i can drink all you men under the table, and then some more" as she grabbed the whiskey glass from him, and chugged it down in one go, astonishing all the men there. From here on out, the deck was stacked, as the men were flirting her up, abhi kept plying her with drinks, however she was unaware that her inhibitions were slowly being lost, if there were any. To make her even more hot, abhi grabbed veena and took her to the dance floor, she could barely stand up straight due to how much she had been drinking, so she gyrated against abhi's body for the most part, by the end of the dance, her shirt stuck to her skin, and was fully transparent, you could see her black bra, and bursting cleavage, as clear as the sun on a non-cloudy day, veena started to fan herself with her hand, as more and more men flocked towards her, abhi told her to open up a few buttons if she was feeling hot, veena did so, she unbuttoned three of her top buttons, letting a hint of her cleavage fall out in front of the men, but that was it, veena was still in control, she was trying to abide by her husband's request, even though she wanted her body to be ravished by all these men, but then her eyes caught a glimpse of her husband as he was chatting up two women and in a very flirty manner had his arms around one of them, this made her furious, she figured that it was time to become the life of the party and get her husband's attention, so she excused herself and went to the bathroom, 15 minutes later veena came out, all disheveled, her hair sticking to her face, her shirt even more drenched than it was before, her shirt was now untucked, and her pant was unbuttoned, it was a sexy sight that everyone soaked in, it was quite apparent for all the men there that she had probably been masturbating in the bathroom, veena came over and said "aao aik set lagaain basketball ka", by this time her husband was also there, she pointed at abhi and said "aik meri team aur aik iski", everyone agreed, even her husband who wanted to show off his athletic skills to the women he was chatting up and defeat abhi, as the team selection began, veena chose her husband and a few other men who she found to be quite rowdy, whil abhi chose the men who he knew would put up a good fight and were perfect for his plan to humiliate veena and her husband. Veena was quite athletic and had been a pro at basketball because she was once fuckbuddies with someone who played with the state level team, and they had many practice sessions together as foreplay, while abhi was someone who was naturally competitive and sporty, he gathered the team over and explained to them that their goal was to tackle veena as much as they could, and goad her into revealing more skin than she was showing off now. Their boss was the referree, and the game began, it was apparent from the start of the match that the men were more interested in tackling and groping veena than winning, even her husband was amused, and her own team was rather involved in either touching her, or letting other men touch her, but the game changer finally came when veena was going with the ball towards the basket, abhi lunged at her, and tackled her to the grass, in the struggle, veena's shirt tore from the back, which left her entire back uncovered and bra exposed, and her all her buttons broke, save for the three near her boobs, the entire party was ecstatic now, they were one step closer to seeing veena in all her glory, her husband came over and took her aside, he asked her if she wanted to put a stop to it, as people were watching, veena was furious, she hated to lose, so she said "mard ban, mein jeetoon gi ye", abhi taunted her "haar maan jaa warna nangi hojaye gi game khatam honay tak", veena replied "teray khayal say mein darti hoon nangi honay say?", and grabbed the ball dribbling it towards the basket. Another guy from abhi's team ran after her, and in an attempt to stop her, grabbed the back of her shirt which was already torn, and tore it in its entirety, bringing veena down with himself, as veena got up, everyone could now see that he shirt was flimsily held together by one button, veena's cleavage was bursting out, so was a bit of her bra, and her back was entirely naked, her husband came over and told her how exposed she was, veena replied "ismein konsi bari baat hai, aaj nahi to kal inhon nay bhi mujhay nanga daikh hi laina tha", as she gestured the waiter to bring her a bottle of vodka, after taking a huge chug out of the bottle veena simply turned to abhi and his team and said "itnay shauk tha meray bubbay daikhnay ka to pehlay bata daitay, kameez kyun kharab kardi", as she grabbed her shirt and tore the one final button that had been keeping everything together, veena then took off what was left of her shirt, and stood there in a skimpy strapless bra, in front of everyone, not caring how naked she was, her body was drenched in sweat because of the copious amounts of physical activity that she was indulging in, she raised her arms above her head to tie her hair more tightly, as a response to veena, abhi replied in a sardonic manner "teri jaisi bohot baywari daikhi hain, apnay aap ko jyaada special mat samajh, aa khailain", angering veena. Abhi had found a new point of attack now, veena's skimpy bra, and so had his team, and as the final round commenced, so did Abhi's need to take the game of humiliation up a notch, veena's husband could feel in his guts that this was blowing out of proportion, and he knew how easily susceptible veena was to being fucked, but there was nothing he could do to stop it.
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