28-11-2022, 11:21 AM
Are the celebrations premature?
Hearing Hussain ask Irfan to show Purva a couple of steps right there, Purva immediately turned to look at Hussain in a playful way changing her current dance pose. She bent again at her knees and started shaking her upper torso vigorously, walking towards Hussain. The resulting look was extremely erotic as Purva's boobs were jumping heavily in all directions much to the men's amusement. Hussain had his palm over his mouth in delight and surprise at seeing Purva act so shamelessly in that dingy little shed. Purva's boobs slapped in all directions that made a funny sound as she shook her giant jugs with much energy walking up to the sarpanch.
"Kya hua Hussain ji? aap ko mere steps achhe nhi lag rahe hai kya?", she said seductively as she stood in front of him bent funnily at her knees continuing to shake her boobs energetically. Saying so, she took both of Hussain's hands and placed them on her tits. She then looked at Hussain seductively, playfully biting her lips as she raised her hands again to show off her cheap armpit bush to Hussain up close and once again started started shaking her boobs with Hussain's hands on them vigorously.
Hussain laughed out loud and looked at Mushtaq who was equally happy and surprised looking at Purva's cheap and obscene antics. She was indeed looking like a cheap stupid slut all naked and flirting around so shamelessly with the men in such obscene postures in that tiny makeshift shed. He loved that his wife was gelling in so well with the sarpanch of the slums by submitting herself willingly. Indeed, Mushtaq was worried about his wife that after yesterday, she would get into Hussain's bad books, but Purva had rightfully used her whore body and her cheap characterless nature to win them over. Mushtaq too enjoyed Purva's act of placing Hussain's hands on her tits freely offering him to grope and squeeze his whore's tits right in front of them.
Irfan too was on cloud nine as Purva showed herself off so cheaply and openly. He now truly believed from the core of his heart that this whore was indeed born for doing naked raand naach on stage for all sorts of men to enjoy. He had already been convinced of that when he had seen Purva naked yesterday in the shed. He could see that she had flesh in all the right places and her attitude was very real and that of a true whore. Today, seeing her playful and jovial attitude at being shamelessly nude in front of the men and willingly dancing and playing around in such obscene and unwomanly ways made him delighted. He clapped his hands as Purva seductively placed Hussain's hands on her tits and danced off shaking her tits energetically. He also encouraged every man in the shed, including Mushtaq and the dance troop lads to clap as they all shouted and clapped in unison, "Naachraand naachraand naachraand...". Purva smiled blushingly at their encouragement as Hussain now started to slap at her tits roughly with both his hands as they bounced in all directions from Purva's vulgar step.
As Hussain continued to slap at her tits, Purva squealed in pain and happiness looking at all the men. She was indeed enjoying the situation as deeply as the men as was evident in the juices leaking out of her pussy and she got off on how happy the men were looking at Purva in that avatar. She loved the fact that she was buck naked with her armpit hair showing off obscenely to all the men as she still stood shaking her boobs with her hands raised. Added to that was how obscene she was looking with her uneven hair and her folded knees that made her look more stupid and absurd. All the men took to enjoying the situation as Hussain started to deliver blows of slaps at her tits as the men laughed in delight and continued to clap shouting "Naachraand naachraand..." in unison.
Irfan said, "Mushtaq ji, purghi jaisi raand kabhi nahi milegi hume, isko dekh kar dil khush ho gaya hai aaj Mushtaq ji", he said as he came forward and both Mushtaq and Irfan shared a friendly hug.
Mushtaq said, "Irfan, jaise tum ne bola meri randi ek dum naachraand karne k liye paida hui hai. Aur iska yeh steps dekh kar mujhe lagta hai tumhara kaam bhi kam kar diya hai", he said with happiness. Indeed, the steps and energy Purva displayed right there in front of them justified Mushtaq's words. "Haan Mushtaq ji, bilkul. Aap ki randi kamaal hai", he said as he took to slapping Purva's ass from behind as she continued to shake her boobs in front of Hussain, while Hussain continued to slap at her tits. Purva squealed to Irfan's rough slaps on her ass as she was mauled roughly by both Hussain and Irfan in that shed as the men enjoyed Purva as they wished. Purva too was very happy as she laughed about in the company of the men. She always loved to be in such situations, naked among clothed men offering herself to their happiness, allowing the men to play with her parts as they wished. Moreover, she was excited for her raand naach as well, and given that she also got past the issue of her fees was a great relief to her. Indeed, just like Mushtaq she did not want herself to get into the bad books of the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She of course wished that she was paid more than the meagre 400 bucks for her raand naach, but like Dadi Maa too reasoned with her, she was just in the nascent stages of her randibaazi in Mastanpur, and she shouldn't expect much out of her first gig. Also, as Mushtaq said, it wasn't like she was supposed to earn her daily bread by showing off her body to the men, so why worry about the money unnecessarily? Of course, Purva's intention in asking money for the raand naach was not to make a fortune out of it, but at the same time, she wished her body carried some value in money. Otherwise, like Dadi Maa said, her private parts would be of no value to the men and Hussain certainly would seize the opportunity to exploit her and her services.
Hearing Hussain ask Irfan to show Purva a couple of steps right there, Purva immediately turned to look at Hussain in a playful way changing her current dance pose. She bent again at her knees and started shaking her upper torso vigorously, walking towards Hussain. The resulting look was extremely erotic as Purva's boobs were jumping heavily in all directions much to the men's amusement. Hussain had his palm over his mouth in delight and surprise at seeing Purva act so shamelessly in that dingy little shed. Purva's boobs slapped in all directions that made a funny sound as she shook her giant jugs with much energy walking up to the sarpanch.
"Kya hua Hussain ji? aap ko mere steps achhe nhi lag rahe hai kya?", she said seductively as she stood in front of him bent funnily at her knees continuing to shake her boobs energetically. Saying so, she took both of Hussain's hands and placed them on her tits. She then looked at Hussain seductively, playfully biting her lips as she raised her hands again to show off her cheap armpit bush to Hussain up close and once again started started shaking her boobs with Hussain's hands on them vigorously.
Hussain laughed out loud and looked at Mushtaq who was equally happy and surprised looking at Purva's cheap and obscene antics. She was indeed looking like a cheap stupid slut all naked and flirting around so shamelessly with the men in such obscene postures in that tiny makeshift shed. He loved that his wife was gelling in so well with the sarpanch of the slums by submitting herself willingly. Indeed, Mushtaq was worried about his wife that after yesterday, she would get into Hussain's bad books, but Purva had rightfully used her whore body and her cheap characterless nature to win them over. Mushtaq too enjoyed Purva's act of placing Hussain's hands on her tits freely offering him to grope and squeeze his whore's tits right in front of them.
Irfan too was on cloud nine as Purva showed herself off so cheaply and openly. He now truly believed from the core of his heart that this whore was indeed born for doing naked raand naach on stage for all sorts of men to enjoy. He had already been convinced of that when he had seen Purva naked yesterday in the shed. He could see that she had flesh in all the right places and her attitude was very real and that of a true whore. Today, seeing her playful and jovial attitude at being shamelessly nude in front of the men and willingly dancing and playing around in such obscene and unwomanly ways made him delighted. He clapped his hands as Purva seductively placed Hussain's hands on her tits and danced off shaking her tits energetically. He also encouraged every man in the shed, including Mushtaq and the dance troop lads to clap as they all shouted and clapped in unison, "Naachraand naachraand naachraand...". Purva smiled blushingly at their encouragement as Hussain now started to slap at her tits roughly with both his hands as they bounced in all directions from Purva's vulgar step.
As Hussain continued to slap at her tits, Purva squealed in pain and happiness looking at all the men. She was indeed enjoying the situation as deeply as the men as was evident in the juices leaking out of her pussy and she got off on how happy the men were looking at Purva in that avatar. She loved the fact that she was buck naked with her armpit hair showing off obscenely to all the men as she still stood shaking her boobs with her hands raised. Added to that was how obscene she was looking with her uneven hair and her folded knees that made her look more stupid and absurd. All the men took to enjoying the situation as Hussain started to deliver blows of slaps at her tits as the men laughed in delight and continued to clap shouting "Naachraand naachraand..." in unison.
Irfan said, "Mushtaq ji, purghi jaisi raand kabhi nahi milegi hume, isko dekh kar dil khush ho gaya hai aaj Mushtaq ji", he said as he came forward and both Mushtaq and Irfan shared a friendly hug.
Mushtaq said, "Irfan, jaise tum ne bola meri randi ek dum naachraand karne k liye paida hui hai. Aur iska yeh steps dekh kar mujhe lagta hai tumhara kaam bhi kam kar diya hai", he said with happiness. Indeed, the steps and energy Purva displayed right there in front of them justified Mushtaq's words. "Haan Mushtaq ji, bilkul. Aap ki randi kamaal hai", he said as he took to slapping Purva's ass from behind as she continued to shake her boobs in front of Hussain, while Hussain continued to slap at her tits. Purva squealed to Irfan's rough slaps on her ass as she was mauled roughly by both Hussain and Irfan in that shed as the men enjoyed Purva as they wished. Purva too was very happy as she laughed about in the company of the men. She always loved to be in such situations, naked among clothed men offering herself to their happiness, allowing the men to play with her parts as they wished. Moreover, she was excited for her raand naach as well, and given that she also got past the issue of her fees was a great relief to her. Indeed, just like Mushtaq she did not want herself to get into the bad books of the sarpanch, Mr. Hussain. She of course wished that she was paid more than the meagre 400 bucks for her raand naach, but like Dadi Maa too reasoned with her, she was just in the nascent stages of her randibaazi in Mastanpur, and she shouldn't expect much out of her first gig. Also, as Mushtaq said, it wasn't like she was supposed to earn her daily bread by showing off her body to the men, so why worry about the money unnecessarily? Of course, Purva's intention in asking money for the raand naach was not to make a fortune out of it, but at the same time, she wished her body carried some value in money. Otherwise, like Dadi Maa said, her private parts would be of no value to the men and Hussain certainly would seize the opportunity to exploit her and her services.
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