14-11-2022, 02:43 PM
After lunch, the couple again spent some together time on the bed, as they talked about random things. Purva was excited about her new acquisition, the new slut costume and she was thinking about where she could wear it. She also could not wait to check out her new doodhwali outfit that Mr. Hussain and left with Kabul, the milkman. She funnily thought that Kabul must be furiously masturbating looking at the costume, probably fantasizing seeing Purva in that dress. Just then, Mushtaq received a call on his mobile.
“Haan, Rashid bhayya…mein badhiya hu…aap batao…achha…haan sab sahi hai. Haan hai na…haan jaroor free hai hum…bilkul bhayya kyun nhi aayenge, jaroor aayenge. 6 baje…thik hai…thik hai. salaam bhayya, bye”.
“Kaun hai Mushtaq ji”, purva asked while still getting fondled on her tits by her husband’s rough hands.
“Rashid bhayya…woh humare construction group ka main contractor hai…mera boss hi samajh lo, parr bohot close hai mere ko…mere dubai jaane k liye unhone mera bohot help kiya hai..”.
“Achha, kya bol rahe hai?”
“Woh hume aaj unke ghar bulaya hai raand, bol rahe the kuch discuss karna hai…aur hum dono ko dinner k liye invite kiya hai…tu chalegi na?”
“Haan haan chalungi Mushtaq ji…”
Just then, the same thing sprang up in both their minds.
“Par mein yeh naya dress pehn k aa sakti hu unke yahan?”, Purva asked hoping for a positive response.
Of course, Mushtaq instantly thought about it too. He wasn’t sure actually. He knew Rashid’s wife too and given they both were about 10 years elder to him, he didn’t want to be disrespectful and parade his whore wife in front of them in next to nothing outfits. Of course, the other costume that Purva had, was also nothing pristine, but this one was really whorish. He also considered the fact that they had two sons who were probably in their early twenties, so he wasn’t really sure if they would consider Purva strutting around in front of them in such a revealing slutty outfit, but of course, it made him horny thinking about it. He definitely loved how shameless Purva behaved in front of everyone, and showing herself off in this aggressively sexy outfit would do a lot to his kink of making her look like a shameless prostitute. Of course, there was no harm in asking Rashid if his wife could indeed wear something that showed a lot of skin in front of bhabhi and their lads. He shared that kind of a bond with him anyway, so he decided to bite the bullet.
“Ek baar pooch k dekhta hu”, he said to Purva. While still nonchalantly kneading her nipples, Mushtaq made the call.
“Rashid bhayya, mein yeh poochne phone kiya tha ki meri biwi thoda ashleel kapde pehn k aana chahti hai mere saath aap k yahan…kuch dikkat hogi kya aap ko ya bhabhi ko?”, he asked on the phone.
Purva too waited for the reply. She was hoping that she could wear it to their house. Fortunately, Mushtaq received a positive reply from Rashid as he signaled his wife with a thumbs up while still on the call. Purva got off the bed and jumped with delight. She sure, was a shameless slut. Her huge boobs were jumping up and down with her, as she seemed filled with joy.
“Haan bhayya, thik h…wahan tak duppatta pehna k lata hu aur ghar me utaar degi…thik h milte hai aap k ghar me…bye bhayya..”.
So it was decided. Purva was going to wear that slut of an outfit to Rashid bhayya’s house. The only catch was that since they were living in the most decent part of the slums, Rashid said that she could not be seen wearing scandalous clothes near their households, but she would be allowed to wear the next to nothing outfit once inside their house. Mushtaq too was of course delighted that Purva would be paraded around in this silly little outfit. It was so damn sexy. Mushtaq was tremendously turned on imagining how Purva would be humiliatingly next to nude in front of all of them, it was going to be really hot and it did a great deal to his kink. The evening would be super fun he thought.
With the excitement, Mushtaq decided to give their fuck session after lunch a pass this time. He wanted to keep his kink reserved for the evening, which was definitely going to be a new erotic experience for him and Purva. With that, the couple took a nap on the bed for a couple of hours. Regular rough sex certainly induced a lot of sleep in them. As usual Mushtaq tightly grabbed his wife’s boobs and the couple lovingly slept before heading to Rashid bhayya’s place in the evening.
“Haan, Rashid bhayya…mein badhiya hu…aap batao…achha…haan sab sahi hai. Haan hai na…haan jaroor free hai hum…bilkul bhayya kyun nhi aayenge, jaroor aayenge. 6 baje…thik hai…thik hai. salaam bhayya, bye”.
“Kaun hai Mushtaq ji”, purva asked while still getting fondled on her tits by her husband’s rough hands.
“Rashid bhayya…woh humare construction group ka main contractor hai…mera boss hi samajh lo, parr bohot close hai mere ko…mere dubai jaane k liye unhone mera bohot help kiya hai..”.
“Achha, kya bol rahe hai?”
“Woh hume aaj unke ghar bulaya hai raand, bol rahe the kuch discuss karna hai…aur hum dono ko dinner k liye invite kiya hai…tu chalegi na?”
“Haan haan chalungi Mushtaq ji…”
Just then, the same thing sprang up in both their minds.
“Par mein yeh naya dress pehn k aa sakti hu unke yahan?”, Purva asked hoping for a positive response.
Of course, Mushtaq instantly thought about it too. He wasn’t sure actually. He knew Rashid’s wife too and given they both were about 10 years elder to him, he didn’t want to be disrespectful and parade his whore wife in front of them in next to nothing outfits. Of course, the other costume that Purva had, was also nothing pristine, but this one was really whorish. He also considered the fact that they had two sons who were probably in their early twenties, so he wasn’t really sure if they would consider Purva strutting around in front of them in such a revealing slutty outfit, but of course, it made him horny thinking about it. He definitely loved how shameless Purva behaved in front of everyone, and showing herself off in this aggressively sexy outfit would do a lot to his kink of making her look like a shameless prostitute. Of course, there was no harm in asking Rashid if his wife could indeed wear something that showed a lot of skin in front of bhabhi and their lads. He shared that kind of a bond with him anyway, so he decided to bite the bullet.
“Ek baar pooch k dekhta hu”, he said to Purva. While still nonchalantly kneading her nipples, Mushtaq made the call.
“Rashid bhayya, mein yeh poochne phone kiya tha ki meri biwi thoda ashleel kapde pehn k aana chahti hai mere saath aap k yahan…kuch dikkat hogi kya aap ko ya bhabhi ko?”, he asked on the phone.
Purva too waited for the reply. She was hoping that she could wear it to their house. Fortunately, Mushtaq received a positive reply from Rashid as he signaled his wife with a thumbs up while still on the call. Purva got off the bed and jumped with delight. She sure, was a shameless slut. Her huge boobs were jumping up and down with her, as she seemed filled with joy.
“Haan bhayya, thik h…wahan tak duppatta pehna k lata hu aur ghar me utaar degi…thik h milte hai aap k ghar me…bye bhayya..”.
So it was decided. Purva was going to wear that slut of an outfit to Rashid bhayya’s house. The only catch was that since they were living in the most decent part of the slums, Rashid said that she could not be seen wearing scandalous clothes near their households, but she would be allowed to wear the next to nothing outfit once inside their house. Mushtaq too was of course delighted that Purva would be paraded around in this silly little outfit. It was so damn sexy. Mushtaq was tremendously turned on imagining how Purva would be humiliatingly next to nude in front of all of them, it was going to be really hot and it did a great deal to his kink. The evening would be super fun he thought.
With the excitement, Mushtaq decided to give their fuck session after lunch a pass this time. He wanted to keep his kink reserved for the evening, which was definitely going to be a new erotic experience for him and Purva. With that, the couple took a nap on the bed for a couple of hours. Regular rough sex certainly induced a lot of sleep in them. As usual Mushtaq tightly grabbed his wife’s boobs and the couple lovingly slept before heading to Rashid bhayya’s place in the evening.
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