Adultery UNFAITHFUL MOTHERS AND HOUSEWIVES --- stranger_women

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“Bhayya ji, yeh murga kitni ki hai?”, she asked Nazir bhai on her husband’s urging to do so. Nazir bhai was one of the longer inhabitants of the slum and Purva guessed that given his looks which consisted of a rugged face and heavy white facial hair, he was probably older than her dear husband. Nazir of course, much like Mushtaq was an informal senior figure in the slums and he had quite a lot of respect especially in the market. It was an open rule that what Nazir bhai said prevailed as far as the market was concerned. One of the prime reasons this market was so big and catered to all sorts of domestic supplies for the people of the slum was Nazir’s humbleness and hard-work. People knew that Nazir had worked a lot for the welfare of the market which now provided employment for a lot of the people of the slum. People of course respected him a great deal for that. He was often regarded as a tough person to deal with, known to not conceding at all if he thought what he said or did was right. He was also instrumental in leading a strike with the local panchayat long time back and was regarded as a very tough player when it came to negotiating. He had an air of toughness almost bordering on dis-respectfulness and mockery with people around him, though in a hilarious way. Purva did not know any of this when she first interacted with him then, but later on as Mushtaq and Purva spent time cuddling in the late nights after their fuck sessions, when they would talk about random things.

“Woh bataunga, par pehle tera naam bata mujhe”, he replied to Purva, lusting over her entire unobstructed luscious body. “Purva”, she replied back with a respectful smile. Crowd had already gathered around Purva at Nazir’s hut. This place was probably the most crowded, as Nazir was widely considered to deliver the best chicken around in the market, but primarily the crowd was there to see the beautiful lusty damsel Purva in her pure self. Everyone settled in for a good view as they saw Purva exchanging conversation with Nazir bhai, while Mushtaq tightly grabbed her waist to protect her from other’s gropes and also to signify his authority around the whore.

“Achha, sahi naam hai, par mujhe tujhe kuch aur bulane ka maan karta hai…koi dikkat hai usse tujhe?“, Nazir said. Purva wore a confused smile, as Nazir winked at Mushtaq. Mushtaq just smiled at Purva and said, “poocho unse ki kya bulana chahte ho mujhe..”. “ji, kya bulana chahte ho mujhe?”. Nazir smiled wickedly and said, “hmmm…mujhe lagta hai tujhe randi bulane chahiye, par aakhir tum humare Mushtaq bhai ki biwi ho, toh aur thoda achha naam sochta hu…”. Men all around had a slight giggle over Nazir witful words. Purva blushed slightly, enjoying her humiliation. She turned to Mushtaq and gave him a shy smile as Mushtaq too laughly slightly hearing Nazir’s words. Nazir raised a cooked chicken that was lying to his side and said, “tum aise hi ho, pura rass bhari murga aur puri nangi“, saying that he broke into a loud laughter that also elicited laughs from the men around. Purva was certainly being humiliated by this old man, but she liked to be a part of it for sure. She was feeling strangely naughty as she was subjected to such verbal humiliation in her nude attire in front of all the cheap men and even in front of his husband. He loved how perverted the situation was, as everyone enjoyed the setting that transpired at this time of the day. “chalo, fir tumhara naam rakhte hai purghi, purva aur murghi ko milaake”, he said winking at Mushtaq. Purva blushed at his creativity as the crowd around reacted with applause. “chalo, ab tumhara naam to rakh diya, ab bolo kitna chicken chahiye purghi tumhe?“. Purva replied saying that she need about a couple of kgs. Nazir said, “mujhe lagta hai jo murghi mere saamne khadi hai, uska rate iss murghi se bohot kam hoga, kyu Mushtaq bhai?”, he said to Mushtaq. Purva was feeling very hot with humiliated treatment she was being subjected to with so many men around, and not a single hand on her ripeness except her husband’s. It was clear that Nazir had the air to say such demeaning things to Purva right in front of his husband, knowing that it was all in good spirit. Of course, he certainly knew that Mushtaq would always react favourably to this treatment that Nazir was subjecting purva to. It was definitely doing something to all their kinks. Mushtaq replied, “Nazir bhai, abhi yeh murghi meri hai, aur iska rate ab bohot badh gaya hai..“, he said laughingly. All the others including Nazir had a hearty laugh about it, while Purva just blushed red with embarrassment. The chatter continued for a bit as Nazir and Mushtaq exchanged chatter with each other. The only acknowledgement that Purva received was occasional stares on her boobs and pussy, while people all around her had their eyes glued to all of her body parts. Some were lustily looking at her face and she knew had Mushtaq not been with her, they would not refrain from doing things to her. Finally, Nazir gave the chicken to purva. She thanked him verbally, but Mushtaq urged her to touch Nazir’s feet as a mark of respect for the old man. Even though it surprised Purva to an extent that Mushtaq asked him to do that in front of one and all, she hardly liked to protest him anytime and anywhere to any of his commands, and even more so in front of the crowd where she wanted to display herself as a respectful and dutiful wife to her husband. Purva obeyed her husband’s commands as bowed down to Nazir’s feet and touched his feet, “assalam alaykum Nazir ji”. As she bent down, the crowed made sure to get behind her and get a good look at Purva’s asshole and her huge ass that was open for the world to see.