14-11-2022, 09:34 AM
Purva's initiation in the slums involves more participation
Purva was surprisingly genuinely happy with how the things had panned on her first day as the slum women’s doodhwali. She was relieved that the slum women did not show any hatred towards her, especially her rival Sultana. Apart from a few tongue in the cheek humiliating words, they were mostly friendly with her. Of course, her new name among the slum women ‘neecha’ did bother her a bit, but it was not something she was overly concerned about. However, one thing was sure, the slum women would not stop humiliating her, definitely not as much as the last 3 days, but yeah, she would be humiliated verbally as if to de-socialize her. It was a given thing for her. Also, the fact that the truce with the slum women was brought about by giving up Purva’s social status meant that all this was expected. Of course at least now, they could not rebuke her if she roamed about naked where she was permitted to, and that was enough for Purva.
After the small romantic exchange with the milkman Kabul, Purva walked back to her house with the milk can in her hand. She was definitely horny now and tired too, as it was her first day cycling through the village to deliver milk to the slum women households. At least, she got free milk now for doing all the labour and hard work. She was excited to tell her loving husband Mushtaq, that she hadn’t faced any rough and humiliating encounters on her first day, after all he was also concerned for his whore. After reaching her house, she closed the door, and disrobed herself out of the slutty bra and skirt that was stitched out of her rival, Sultana’s old useless clothes. Mushtaq was still asleep, so she didn’t wake him up. She warmed the milk in her usual naked avatar and got about doing the household stuff.
After a while, Mushtaq ji got up. Purva jumped in her strides and came hopping from the kitchen, after her husband’s familiar call, “aaja randi, uth gaya mein“.
“Aur randi, kaisa rha tumhara pehla din?”, he asked as Purva obediently got the tray of glasses with milk and water for their daily ritual.
“Arre Mushtaq ji, badhiya tha…sab aurat ne mere saath dosti kari, bohot khush ho gayi mein”, she said beaming with joy.
“Arre waah, badhiya sasti raand, dosti bhi bana liya tumne… Aaj kisi ne mara toh nhi tujhe?”
“Nhi nhi Mushtaq ji, koi maar-peeth nhi…sab achhe se baat kar rahe the…”. Of course, Purva did not want to bother her husband with the details of how the women designated her a new demeaning name of neecha and also how daadi maa had humiliatingly made her sit on the floor in her house and feed her leftover food. It wasn’t as bad after all, and she did not want to disturb her hubby’s mood. After all, it was the time for their daily ritual which both Purva and her kinky husband immensely enjoyed. Starting the day off with such a sensual and kinky activity greatly made both of them happy.
Soon, the ritual was done with Mushtaq as usual totally enjoying his slut wife’s private parts, while fucking her sorry mouth completely. Purva too of course took great pleasure in making her husband feel so blessed first thing in the morning by offering her mouth. Mushtaq too was happy that Purva did not face any rough consequences from the women, and the fact that she was happy with how the things went today, made him even more filled with lust for his wife. He had fucked her mouth extra rough today forgetting not to slap and spit on her face. Finally, Mushtaq came in Purva’s mouth, which she delightfully swallowed. It was certainly a nasty and kinky ritual. After the ritual, again the couple spent some time on the bed with Mushtaq enjoying his wife ripe nude body. He pinched her tits and fingered her bald pussy as he wished, after all it was his whore.
After a while, Mushtaq went to take a bath, as Purva resorted to preparing the breakfast and the day proceeded as usual. Mushtaq took very perverted pleasure in his wife’s new demeanor. Somehow, Purva’s hairdo was making her look very trashy and sorry, and given how Mushtaq liked to exhibit his wife in such nasty and gaudy ways, he loved her new look. He did feel a little guilty for enjoying it, as the look was brought about in the humiliation process by the slum women, but yeah, he couldn’t help it. The fact that her hair was uneven made her look even more slutty and trashy. In between the usual groping and fondling of Purva’s private parts, the couple completed their lunch and got to the bed for their first fuck session of the day. Mushtaq fucked her in their usual style, as he slept over Purva crushing her boobs to the hard mattress as he fucked his dear wife roughly. They then proceeded to take a nap, which was now becoming a schedule that Purva got used to. Mushtaq would tightly wrap his hands over her big sexy boobs with his legs completely entangling her torso. It was indeed the most unfiltered form of his love and lust for his whore wife.
Purva was surprisingly genuinely happy with how the things had panned on her first day as the slum women’s doodhwali. She was relieved that the slum women did not show any hatred towards her, especially her rival Sultana. Apart from a few tongue in the cheek humiliating words, they were mostly friendly with her. Of course, her new name among the slum women ‘neecha’ did bother her a bit, but it was not something she was overly concerned about. However, one thing was sure, the slum women would not stop humiliating her, definitely not as much as the last 3 days, but yeah, she would be humiliated verbally as if to de-socialize her. It was a given thing for her. Also, the fact that the truce with the slum women was brought about by giving up Purva’s social status meant that all this was expected. Of course at least now, they could not rebuke her if she roamed about naked where she was permitted to, and that was enough for Purva.
After the small romantic exchange with the milkman Kabul, Purva walked back to her house with the milk can in her hand. She was definitely horny now and tired too, as it was her first day cycling through the village to deliver milk to the slum women households. At least, she got free milk now for doing all the labour and hard work. She was excited to tell her loving husband Mushtaq, that she hadn’t faced any rough and humiliating encounters on her first day, after all he was also concerned for his whore. After reaching her house, she closed the door, and disrobed herself out of the slutty bra and skirt that was stitched out of her rival, Sultana’s old useless clothes. Mushtaq was still asleep, so she didn’t wake him up. She warmed the milk in her usual naked avatar and got about doing the household stuff.
After a while, Mushtaq ji got up. Purva jumped in her strides and came hopping from the kitchen, after her husband’s familiar call, “aaja randi, uth gaya mein“.
“Aur randi, kaisa rha tumhara pehla din?”, he asked as Purva obediently got the tray of glasses with milk and water for their daily ritual.
“Arre Mushtaq ji, badhiya tha…sab aurat ne mere saath dosti kari, bohot khush ho gayi mein”, she said beaming with joy.
“Arre waah, badhiya sasti raand, dosti bhi bana liya tumne… Aaj kisi ne mara toh nhi tujhe?”
“Nhi nhi Mushtaq ji, koi maar-peeth nhi…sab achhe se baat kar rahe the…”. Of course, Purva did not want to bother her husband with the details of how the women designated her a new demeaning name of neecha and also how daadi maa had humiliatingly made her sit on the floor in her house and feed her leftover food. It wasn’t as bad after all, and she did not want to disturb her hubby’s mood. After all, it was the time for their daily ritual which both Purva and her kinky husband immensely enjoyed. Starting the day off with such a sensual and kinky activity greatly made both of them happy.
Soon, the ritual was done with Mushtaq as usual totally enjoying his slut wife’s private parts, while fucking her sorry mouth completely. Purva too of course took great pleasure in making her husband feel so blessed first thing in the morning by offering her mouth. Mushtaq too was happy that Purva did not face any rough consequences from the women, and the fact that she was happy with how the things went today, made him even more filled with lust for his wife. He had fucked her mouth extra rough today forgetting not to slap and spit on her face. Finally, Mushtaq came in Purva’s mouth, which she delightfully swallowed. It was certainly a nasty and kinky ritual. After the ritual, again the couple spent some time on the bed with Mushtaq enjoying his wife ripe nude body. He pinched her tits and fingered her bald pussy as he wished, after all it was his whore.
After a while, Mushtaq went to take a bath, as Purva resorted to preparing the breakfast and the day proceeded as usual. Mushtaq took very perverted pleasure in his wife’s new demeanor. Somehow, Purva’s hairdo was making her look very trashy and sorry, and given how Mushtaq liked to exhibit his wife in such nasty and gaudy ways, he loved her new look. He did feel a little guilty for enjoying it, as the look was brought about in the humiliation process by the slum women, but yeah, he couldn’t help it. The fact that her hair was uneven made her look even more slutty and trashy. In between the usual groping and fondling of Purva’s private parts, the couple completed their lunch and got to the bed for their first fuck session of the day. Mushtaq fucked her in their usual style, as he slept over Purva crushing her boobs to the hard mattress as he fucked his dear wife roughly. They then proceeded to take a nap, which was now becoming a schedule that Purva got used to. Mushtaq would tightly wrap his hands over her big sexy boobs with his legs completely entangling her torso. It was indeed the most unfiltered form of his love and lust for his whore wife.
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