13-11-2022, 12:11 PM
Back at Mushtaq’s place, Purva had finished preparing the dinner. She got up and served the dinner in the hot plate to Mushtaq. “Lijiye”, she said not bothering to look up at him, feigning anger. Mushtaq silently took the plate from her hands, and as she turned to go away, he pulled her into his lap. He put his arms around her boobs and started to lick her neck. “Meri randi ko mere upar gussa aaya?“, he asked playfully while roughly massaging her boobs. “Chhodo abhi mujhe mood nhi hai Mushtaq ji”, said Purva still adamant. Of course, deep inside she was enjoying his lust for her. Mushtaq then stuck two of his fingers deep inside her pussy and said “mood kaise nhi hai, tera bhosda toh ek dum garam ho gayi hai randi”, he said. While she was still seated on his lap, Mushtaq held her by her waist with one hand, and opened her legs with the other. He then inserted his fingers in her love pot again and started to roughly finger fuck her. Purva’s face funnily enough changed from that of a wife feigning adamant anger to that of a lusty horny whore. In no time, Purva could not contain the familiar heavenly feeling she was used to as she put her arms around her husband seeking his lust.
Mushtaq then made her sleep on the bed and he then proceeded to insert his cock in his wife’s tight pussy. “Aaaah, meri randi aaj tere andar gaya hi nahi, par abhi kitna sahi lag rha hai, mein bata nhi sakta”, he said as he fucked her rough. He roughly held her boobs in his hands and began pinching her tits with lust. Purva was by now feeling really euphoric and was delighted with the sudden change of gears. She pulled her hubby closer to her for a passionate lip kiss as the couple made love on the bed with their tongues nibbling like snakes. Mushtaq was of course overcome with lust. No doubt the whole incident definitely turned him on as much as it bothered him. Seeing his wife being subjected to such demeaning humiliation did wonders to his kinks as he found himself unable to satisfy himself. The new avatar of his wife was just too much to endure. Her short hair looked funny on her, but sure enough she oozed a different sense of sexuality in such a state. The couple made love to each other for a long time as Mushtaq slapped her ass and boobs as he wished. He felt proud that this whore who would turn on men in all sorts of nasty ways throughout the day would only be his to fuck. And fuck her, he did with all his lust. “Randi tere ko mein kabhi nhi jaane dunga, tu meri hai, tu meri randi hai”, he began to slap and roughly nibble at her tits before exploding deep in her belly, “Aaaah……”, he shouted as he pulled Purva close to him by her hair and spit on her face continuously. Such was his lust for her. Finally, after the fuck, the couple remained poised on the bed as Mushtaq grabbed Purva’s giant boobs in his hands. She was completely his forever, and he could do anything he wanted to do with her. The couple then had small talk as both of them had their dinner. Purva was of course tired from all the morning’s proceedings. She was treated pretty roughly and her sore boobs and face was a testament to that. Right after dinner, Purva fell asleep in Mushtaq’s arms as he watched tv with his wife’s boobs tightly cupped in his hands.
As Purva was asleep, someone was at the door. Mushtaq opened the door to see Javed who was holding a couple of tiny old clothes. “Kya hai yeh?”, asked Mushtaq. “Yeh sarpanch saheb ne diya, Sultana k purane faltu kapde se bani hai…bhabhi ko kal doodh dene jaane k liye…yeh kapde dekh ke aap bohot khsuh ho jaoge Mushtaq bhai”, he exclaimed. Mushtaq asked Javed to come in and he was pleasantly greeted by Purva’s naked figure lying on the bed. “So gyi hai kya randi?”, he said lustily looking at her exposed body. “Haan ek baar chudai bhi le liya hai”, said Mushtaq and they both shared a friendly laugh.
Mushtaq then saw the dress in detail, and it made him go hard in his pants. The dress was just a short makeshift skirt that was evidently made from a lehnga. As a result it seemed to have a very wide base which would show of all of Purva’s ass and pussy if she sat down. The cloth of course, looked beaten down to nothing as it looked quite worn off. The blouse seemed to be heavily experimented with from the original blouse, as it was cut into a sleeveless blouse in a very uneven way. It was obvious that Karim was the one behind this piece of art, he funnily thought. The blouse was also very tight, and it was obvious because Sultana was a thin woman. Mushtaq wasn’t sure if Purva’s huge jugs would be contained in this tight little blouse. The blouse was also cut across at her back to show enough of her back, where it was essentially just reduced to a small strip. The highlight of the blouse was the deep cut that was tailored into a seemingly harmless blouse. The cut was so deep that it ended on just a small juncture at her the base of the blouse. It was definitely a very sexy way of architecting a blouse for all perverts to lust.
Mushtaq exclaimed, “Arre yaar yeh to randi k liye bohot chhota ho jayega, iske babbe dikh jayenge bohot jaada“.
“Haan bhayya, maine yehi bola…aur meine yeh kaha ki agar isme kuch aur dikh jayega toh woh auratein wapas halla macha denge iska nangapan leke, par sarpanch saab ne bola ki isme iski babbe toh dikhenge, par chuche bach jayenge, to randi ko yeh hi pehnwana kal subah”.
“Hmm, sala woh bhi randi k peeche bohot tharka gaya hai”, said Mushtaq with a laugh.
“Haan woh toh hai…aap ka kya scene hai? bhabhi pareshaan hui kya?”
“Haan thoda garam thi kuch der tak, parr baad me chudai kar liya aur sab thik h”, said Mushtaq.
“Haha, sahi hai…mazee lo, kal se iska naya zindagi shuru hone wala hai”, Javed said and left his house.
Mushtaq once again looked at the two pieces of cloth and wondered how sexy Purva would look in them. It was something that he would have to see tomorrow. Purva was supposed to go to deliver the milk tomorrow at 7, but before that she had to take care of the logistics. So she was instructed to wake up at 6 and go to the milk booth for further instructions. Mushtaq set an alarm at 6 in the morning and went to sleep with his wife’s boobs tightly in his palms as he swayed his legs and body all over her nude torso.
Most men aren’t this lucky, he thought smiling to himself and tightening his grip on his wife boobs, and fell asleep.
Mushtaq then made her sleep on the bed and he then proceeded to insert his cock in his wife’s tight pussy. “Aaaah, meri randi aaj tere andar gaya hi nahi, par abhi kitna sahi lag rha hai, mein bata nhi sakta”, he said as he fucked her rough. He roughly held her boobs in his hands and began pinching her tits with lust. Purva was by now feeling really euphoric and was delighted with the sudden change of gears. She pulled her hubby closer to her for a passionate lip kiss as the couple made love on the bed with their tongues nibbling like snakes. Mushtaq was of course overcome with lust. No doubt the whole incident definitely turned him on as much as it bothered him. Seeing his wife being subjected to such demeaning humiliation did wonders to his kinks as he found himself unable to satisfy himself. The new avatar of his wife was just too much to endure. Her short hair looked funny on her, but sure enough she oozed a different sense of sexuality in such a state. The couple made love to each other for a long time as Mushtaq slapped her ass and boobs as he wished. He felt proud that this whore who would turn on men in all sorts of nasty ways throughout the day would only be his to fuck. And fuck her, he did with all his lust. “Randi tere ko mein kabhi nhi jaane dunga, tu meri hai, tu meri randi hai”, he began to slap and roughly nibble at her tits before exploding deep in her belly, “Aaaah……”, he shouted as he pulled Purva close to him by her hair and spit on her face continuously. Such was his lust for her. Finally, after the fuck, the couple remained poised on the bed as Mushtaq grabbed Purva’s giant boobs in his hands. She was completely his forever, and he could do anything he wanted to do with her. The couple then had small talk as both of them had their dinner. Purva was of course tired from all the morning’s proceedings. She was treated pretty roughly and her sore boobs and face was a testament to that. Right after dinner, Purva fell asleep in Mushtaq’s arms as he watched tv with his wife’s boobs tightly cupped in his hands.
As Purva was asleep, someone was at the door. Mushtaq opened the door to see Javed who was holding a couple of tiny old clothes. “Kya hai yeh?”, asked Mushtaq. “Yeh sarpanch saheb ne diya, Sultana k purane faltu kapde se bani hai…bhabhi ko kal doodh dene jaane k liye…yeh kapde dekh ke aap bohot khsuh ho jaoge Mushtaq bhai”, he exclaimed. Mushtaq asked Javed to come in and he was pleasantly greeted by Purva’s naked figure lying on the bed. “So gyi hai kya randi?”, he said lustily looking at her exposed body. “Haan ek baar chudai bhi le liya hai”, said Mushtaq and they both shared a friendly laugh.
Mushtaq then saw the dress in detail, and it made him go hard in his pants. The dress was just a short makeshift skirt that was evidently made from a lehnga. As a result it seemed to have a very wide base which would show of all of Purva’s ass and pussy if she sat down. The cloth of course, looked beaten down to nothing as it looked quite worn off. The blouse seemed to be heavily experimented with from the original blouse, as it was cut into a sleeveless blouse in a very uneven way. It was obvious that Karim was the one behind this piece of art, he funnily thought. The blouse was also very tight, and it was obvious because Sultana was a thin woman. Mushtaq wasn’t sure if Purva’s huge jugs would be contained in this tight little blouse. The blouse was also cut across at her back to show enough of her back, where it was essentially just reduced to a small strip. The highlight of the blouse was the deep cut that was tailored into a seemingly harmless blouse. The cut was so deep that it ended on just a small juncture at her the base of the blouse. It was definitely a very sexy way of architecting a blouse for all perverts to lust.
Mushtaq exclaimed, “Arre yaar yeh to randi k liye bohot chhota ho jayega, iske babbe dikh jayenge bohot jaada“.
“Haan bhayya, maine yehi bola…aur meine yeh kaha ki agar isme kuch aur dikh jayega toh woh auratein wapas halla macha denge iska nangapan leke, par sarpanch saab ne bola ki isme iski babbe toh dikhenge, par chuche bach jayenge, to randi ko yeh hi pehnwana kal subah”.
“Hmm, sala woh bhi randi k peeche bohot tharka gaya hai”, said Mushtaq with a laugh.
“Haan woh toh hai…aap ka kya scene hai? bhabhi pareshaan hui kya?”
“Haan thoda garam thi kuch der tak, parr baad me chudai kar liya aur sab thik h”, said Mushtaq.
“Haha, sahi hai…mazee lo, kal se iska naya zindagi shuru hone wala hai”, Javed said and left his house.
Mushtaq once again looked at the two pieces of cloth and wondered how sexy Purva would look in them. It was something that he would have to see tomorrow. Purva was supposed to go to deliver the milk tomorrow at 7, but before that she had to take care of the logistics. So she was instructed to wake up at 6 and go to the milk booth for further instructions. Mushtaq set an alarm at 6 in the morning and went to sleep with his wife’s boobs tightly in his palms as he swayed his legs and body all over her nude torso.
Most men aren’t this lucky, he thought smiling to himself and tightening his grip on his wife boobs, and fell asleep.
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