14-02-2023, 11:56 AM
(This post was last modified: 14-02-2023, 12:10 PM by Tunkai. Edited 2 times in total. Edited 2 times in total.)
Beggar Purva
security officer drop them at Bandar's spot in a jeep.
They were silent through the journey back.
Purva quickly found her bag.
Purva : Thank god. Nobody has stolen my bag and mobile.
But Jagga, I shouldn't drink hot tea on an empty stomach at this time.
Jagga: Why madman?
Purva : I'm getting pressure.
Jagga: Don't worry. It's still very lonely. Go behind the bus stop and do it.
Purva : But?
Jagga: It's only 5. 15 No one is here. Do it.
Purva looked around and went behind the bus stop and squatted there. And after 5 minutes she came back. And just then she saw a college bus coming.
She quickly sat on her bag and Jagga threw her a broken bowl.
She wrapped the blanket and scattered hair on her face and lowered her face.
The bus stopped.
Jagga was wearing a gamcha. He ran to the opposite side of the road.
And Purva was shocked to see that Sushma was getting down from the bus. Along with other guardians, teachers and college girls.
Sushma's son is Sami's classmate. But her daughter is much older. She is also 16 like Nazma.
Purva panicked again.
The group had come there to do swachh bharat aviyan.
They were sweeping, collecting dust and dirty wastes and planting new baby trees alongside the road.
And finally Sushma's daughter saw Purva and she pointed out some other girls. They came and gave her a 10 rupee note. Everyone. They took selfies and small video clips and then went away.
Purva was sweating like hell. She was feeling so low but at the same time she was leaking juices. The group went after 40-45 minutes.
But now there were lots of people on the road.
Purva had no choice. She had to sit there. Don't know how long. She covered herself properly and lowered her head. To show that she is really a beggar she forwarded one hand holding the bowl..
Jagga was roaming nearby wearing just a gamcha.
Someone put a bun of bread and a small bottle of water in front of her.
Purva lifted her hand as she praised him for the food.
She never thought that these incidents could happen to her life.
She had to spend a night at the security officer station and for more than half an hour she spent inside the lockup.
And now she was sitting on the footpath naked, covering herself by a beggar's most dirty used blanket and showcasing her as a poor beggar..
But she was wondering why she was not feeling any depression? Why do all of these troubles seem like fun? It was like a rollercoaster ride to her.
She was trapped on a footpath and was unable to move. But she was thinking that her dream would come true. Her pussy was twitching, her anus was squeezing. Her nippples were erected.
She was thinking, what would happen if people become aware that she is naked under that blanket? Would they treat it as a normal thing? Or they will find that she is an extremely beautiful woman with smooth and fair skin?
She wanted to remove the blanket but couldn't dare to do that. Who knows what worst is waiting more for me? I shouldn't do that. No.. Not..
But the itching started increasing inside her slutty cunt. She slowly put the bowl on the path and her both hands entered inside the blanket. Her one hand entered into her wet and juicy cunt and the other hand kept the blanket in position.
Now she was fingering herself sitting on a beggar's spot and acting like a beggar.
But she was worried about fingering herself faster. She was getting impatient.
And finally she decided to make a gap in the front.
So she slightly parted the edges of the blanket. Just a little about 2 inches and removed her other hand from her pussy.
A few noticed her partial nude body part and a group of young men were passing.
One said, look look. The beggar is nude.
Another : So what?
The first one: Aree, just look at her body tone.
Another : Wow. Is she a beggar? Come on, let's pull the blanket. It'll be fun.
Other : No no. It would be troublesome for us also. Let's go.
Purva heard them and quickly covered herself.
No no. I shouldn't reveal my identity. She thought.
People were walking past her. She could see only the feets crossing by as she was not lifting her face at all. But she could realize that there were a ton of people and vehicles passing around and she was sitting totally naked there covering herself with a smelly and dirty blanket.
Time passed. Around 9 o'clock in the morning, her phone started vibrating under her.. She was thinking how she would receive the call. Luckily she had put the phone in silent and vibration mode.
The vibration stopped. But it started again.
At the 4th time, she managed to pull the bag which was under her butt and then she pulled the phone out.
All she was doing carefully under the blanket.
She received the phone and adjusted the blanket and covered her head under the blanket.
Her phone was on her lap.
She looked down. It was Tarun calling her.
But how could she talk? People were around who were thinking of her as a real beggar.
She was about to speak when she heard someone calling her: Oh Mai ye lo. Kuch kha lena( Hello mother, take this. Buy some food with this)
She slowly uncovered the blanket just from her eyes and saw a hand in front of her holding a 50 rupees note.
She spread her palm from the blanket and took the money and said in a shaky voice, Bhagwan tera bhala kare beta( God bless you son)
But she couldn't see his face.
The man doubted something looking at her palm and smooth and fair skin on her wrist. So he looked twice at her but he could see only her eyes which were even covered with her hair and finally he gave her the money with some confusion in mind. And he went away.
Purva slowly lifted her another hand holding the phone and kept the phone near her throat, under the cover of the blanket. And she started talking : Bhagwan ke naam pe kuch dedo baba, ,.' ke naam pe kuch dedo, kab se baithi hu lal Masjid ki bus stop pe koito aake utha lo mujhe….. ( Please give me something sir, please give me the name of god, god will fulfill your wishes… Please, I'm sitting here so long beside lal masjid bus stop. Please someone pick me up…..)
Nazma opened her eyes on her bed. She heard Dadima shouting at her mother.
Nazma : Offf this old lady. Started again in the early morning. Disgusting…
She sat on the bed and looked at her. She was smelling dirty. Her hair was covered in dust. Dried mud patches were everywhere on her body. She couldn't go out like that. So she poured water from the jug on her towel and wiped her body clean with the towel and tied the towel on her hair and opened the door. She was still naked.
Her Dadima was quarreling with her Mother and her father was reading an Urdu newspaper.
No one was watching her. So she quickly ran towards the well in the middle of the loan and dropped the bucket in the well and started pulling the bucket with water.
Hearing the sound of the bucket dropped into the water, Dadima looked at her and started scolding again.
But Nazma just laughed and said, What happened to Dadima? I think…..
Dadima : What do you think?
Fatema (her mother ): Ammu please stop now. She is just a kid..
Dadima : Hum kid. When I was a kid like her, your husband used to play on my lap. Fatema, I'm warning you, your daughter is gonna ruin her life and destroy our family reputation.
Fatema : Ammu time has changed.
Dadima was about to say something when Nazma poured the bucket full of water on her head and then came to her Dadima and hugged her from behind and rubbed her chin on her neck and said, Dadima, please give me your Unani soap. Pleaseeee..
Dadima : Ohoo ho what are you doing? Ufff you wet my saree.
Nazma: Oh Dadima, it will dry up soon. Now please give me na..
Dadima : Ufff. God take me up to you.
Wait…..
All tried to control their laugh. Dadima went in and threw the soap to her.
Nazma : Abbu, will you please help me?
Her Abbu was also surprised to hear that.
But he didn't say anything. He came to her and rubbed her body with the soap from top to bottom and back to front. He also applied the soap on her hair as it was a herbal soap it could use as shampoo.
Nazma: Abbu, what about our trip? Do you think anything?
Abbu : Give me some time. I don't have to just buy a general ticket, I've to confirm the reservation. So….
Nazma: Abbu, I've heard that nowadays you can buy a Tatkaal ticket.
Abbu: Yeah. But why are you in such a hurry?
Nazma : Abbu, From tomorrow our summer vacation is starting and college has given us a project. I've to make a project on slums.
Abbu : Project on slum? What kind of project is that?
Nazma: Oh Abbu, you apply the soap properly. You'll not understand the project. But I'm eager to meet Dadaji.
Abbu: Ok. Now take your bath and come to eat your breakfast. I'll drop you to college today.
Nazma: Ha ha, Abbu, I'll go to my tuition first. Don't worry, you go to work. I'll go on my own.
Abbu: OK. Alright. Now pour some on my hand and finish your bath quickly. You're in an open lawn. If someone entered the gate, then…
Nazma: Ok Abbu, I'm coming.
Her Abbu went to the Varanda and Nazma finished her naked bath in the lawn and then wiped her wet body and went to the kitchen.
She took the breakfast dish in hand and went to her grandma's room.
She gave her breakfast and came down.
She was really happy that her family finally accepted her nudity and Dadima also gave some positive signs.
The parents and the nude teen took their breakfast together and then Nazma got ready with her old college uniform and went out.
The summer vacation had already started on the previous day. But the careless parents had no information about that.
Hearing the doorbell, Tarun woke up from his dream and went to open the door.
His dick was hard and erected under his shorts and there was a wet patch on his shorts. But he had thought that it might be Purva. So he went to open the door like that. But he wandered when he saw Nazma was standing on the doorstep, naked but with her bag on her back and her college shoes and socks on her legs.
Tarun : Nazma, you? Where are your clothes?
Nazma: Hanging on the rope, there.
May I come In?
Tarun : Oh. Yes. Come in quickly.
Nazma: Mamma.. Mamma.
Tarun : Ah she hasn't returned yet.
Nazma : What? But I thought she returned back after dropping…..
Tarun : After dropping? What?
Nazma: Oh. Nothing papa.
Tarun : But..
Nazma: Offf let's get in and change your shorts..
She pushed him in and went inside.
Tarun looked down at his bulge and embraced. He quickly went into the bathroom with the phone in hand.
He called Purva but it was not reachable.
Nazma was shouting outside the kids room, wake up Sami…don't be so lazy like your stupid brother. Wake up… see what I bring for you.
She knocked on the door.
Tarun was thinking about his dream.
It was so hot..
He sat on the commode and started jerking his shaft.
Was it a dream or I was actually reading the emails?
He opened the email and saw the last email on the screen.
He read the last few lines…. Tarun you won't believe, I was standing on Amethi station, at 7.30 in the morning in a thin grimy gamcha which has multiple holes on it.
All the people were staring at me..
As I didn't have any ticket, Bira said that we have to cross the line and exit the station from the backside.
And then we crossed a road and we took our breakfast from a roadside puri shop.
And can you believe, I was eating puri like that, sitting on a wooden bench with some strangers? Beside that group, there were also other customers. Just imagine what they were thinking about me. But looking at the Hulky Bira and his Bulky brother Hira, they couldn't do or say anything. He he…..
Reading upto these he suddenly exploded his load and sigh…
He searched for the next mail. But there were no further emails…
What? What happened next? Why didn't she write anything after the entrance into the village?
Tarun closed the email and put the phone aside and cleaned his cock and came out.
He changed into new shorts and a T-shirt.
When he came out, he saw Nazma was brushing Sami's teeth and telling, first brush your teeth properly then I'll give you that chocolate.
Now she was fully naked.
Tarun called to Purva.. The phone rang but Purva didn't receive the call.
He called again and again..
And after 4-5 times finally Purva received the call…
Tarun : Hello.. Purva. What are these? Hello..Purva? What? What are you saying? Where are you?
Purva : Bhagwan ke naam pe kuch dedo baba, ,.' ke naam pe kuch dedo, kab se baithi hu lal Masjid ki bus stop pe koito aake utha lo mujhe….. ( Please give me something sir, please give me the name of god, god will fulfill your wishes… Please, I'm sitting here so long beside lal masjid bus stop. Please someone pick me up…..)
Tarun : Lal masjid? Oh god.. What happened to you? Wait. I'm coming.. Wait dear. Don't worry. I'm coming…
Tarun : Nazma, take care of the kids. I'm going to bring your mamma back.
Apu, give me the car key.
Apu :May I go?
Tarun : No. Stay here.
Tarun stopped the car beside the bus stop and saw a beggar was sitting at the opposite side of the road, wrapping a dirty blanket all over her body and a college girl was putting coins on her bowl.
Sir, turn the car and pull it on the footpath..
Tarun heard a voice and he looked back and saw another beggar sitting on the back seat.
Tarun : You? Oh I remember. You are Jagga ji.
Jagga : Don't say Ji sir.
Turn the car quickly.
Tarun : Oh yes. Is that Purva?
Jagga : Yes..
Tarun : Oh my god..
Tarun quickly turned the car and drove it on the footpath in front of Purva.
Purva panicked and fell to her back.
Jagga : Quick Madam. Jump in.
Purva looked at him and took her bag and jumped into the back seat.
Tarun drove the car.
Nazma and Sami saw Purva entering from the garage room. She was trembling and Jagga was giving her support.
Nazma saw the blanket on her hand and ran to her. She took the blanket and then saw the bowl in her other hand. She also took the bowl.
Sami: Mamma, where were you? What happened to you?
Apu : Don't disturb her now, Sami.
Mamma come..
They all help her to enter her room and she falls on the bed.
Tarun came after parking the car.
Purva : Sami babu, I'll tell you everything later. But let me sleep now, please..
Sami: Ok mamma.
Purva : Good boy. Now go outside and play with Nazma didi.
Nazma took him to the living room. Apu also went out.
Jagga: Ok madam, now give me permission to go.
Purva : Hey no. You are also tired. You will go after resting and having lunch with us.
Jagga : But madam? I'm a beggar.
Purva : You are a human being.
Tarun : Yes Jagga ji you stay.
Jagga: Sir please don't use Ji.
Purva : Tarun, will you be angry if Jagga also sleeps a little with me? We were in the security officer station all night.. So….
Tarun : Looked at her for a couple of seconds. He couldn't say anything..
Purva always told him everything about her sexcapade. She always brings men to their house. But she never allows anyone to be intimate with her in his presence.
Purva : What are you thinking, Tarun? I'll tell you everything. Now please go. Let us sleep for a while.
Come on Jagga.
Jagga: But.. But.. Me.. I mean.. No..
Purva : Oh come on. Tarun will not mind.
Tarun, please close the door and order food from outside.
Tarun : It's ok. I and Nazma will prepare lunch.
You take a rest.
He went out and closed the door.
The feeling can't be described.
He was upset, he was a little bit angry or maybe jealous, worried. But at the same time he was feeling horny. He was getting hard. His wife was going to sleep with a beggar on his bed in the presence of him and the kids…..
Tarun couldn't move from the door.
He lit a cigarette and stood beside the door.
The voices were coming from inside..
Purva : Hey Jagga don't. I'm very tired.
No. Let me sleep.
Jagga: Madam, please.
Purva : Ok, do one thing. Lick my pussy. It's sore. Give it some cure with your tongue.
Hehehe umm nooo.. Oops. Ahh…
Tarun couldn't stay there anymore and he went to the garden.
Tarun was smoking, looking towards the main gate.
But suddenly he felt someone hug him from behind..
Nazma : Papa, let's go. Help me in the kitchen.
Tarun looked at her and his mood became light.. He laughed. He he,what have you done?
Nazma: Hehe, I tried to make a flour Doe. But…
Tarun : But?
Nazma : Sami helped me…
Tarun : Ha ha ha.. But you are looking awesome.. Ha ha. Flour all over your chest, and face. Ha ha..
Nazma: Please papa, wipe it out.
Tarun : Ah.. Wait. Let's get in first..
Tarun took a towel and started wiping the flour from her body.
When he was wiping flour from her chest, Nazma hissed. Ishhhh.
Tarun : Hey don't again. Control yourself.
Nazma: Sorry Papa. Let's get into the kitchen.
Tarun held her shoulder and Nazma hugged his waist and they went into the kitchen.
security officer drop them at Bandar's spot in a jeep.
They were silent through the journey back.
Purva quickly found her bag.
Purva : Thank god. Nobody has stolen my bag and mobile.
But Jagga, I shouldn't drink hot tea on an empty stomach at this time.
Jagga: Why madman?
Purva : I'm getting pressure.
Jagga: Don't worry. It's still very lonely. Go behind the bus stop and do it.
Purva : But?
Jagga: It's only 5. 15 No one is here. Do it.
Purva looked around and went behind the bus stop and squatted there. And after 5 minutes she came back. And just then she saw a college bus coming.
She quickly sat on her bag and Jagga threw her a broken bowl.
She wrapped the blanket and scattered hair on her face and lowered her face.
The bus stopped.
Jagga was wearing a gamcha. He ran to the opposite side of the road.
And Purva was shocked to see that Sushma was getting down from the bus. Along with other guardians, teachers and college girls.
Sushma's son is Sami's classmate. But her daughter is much older. She is also 16 like Nazma.
Purva panicked again.
The group had come there to do swachh bharat aviyan.
They were sweeping, collecting dust and dirty wastes and planting new baby trees alongside the road.
And finally Sushma's daughter saw Purva and she pointed out some other girls. They came and gave her a 10 rupee note. Everyone. They took selfies and small video clips and then went away.
Purva was sweating like hell. She was feeling so low but at the same time she was leaking juices. The group went after 40-45 minutes.
But now there were lots of people on the road.
Purva had no choice. She had to sit there. Don't know how long. She covered herself properly and lowered her head. To show that she is really a beggar she forwarded one hand holding the bowl..
Jagga was roaming nearby wearing just a gamcha.
Someone put a bun of bread and a small bottle of water in front of her.
Purva lifted her hand as she praised him for the food.
She never thought that these incidents could happen to her life.
She had to spend a night at the security officer station and for more than half an hour she spent inside the lockup.
And now she was sitting on the footpath naked, covering herself by a beggar's most dirty used blanket and showcasing her as a poor beggar..
But she was wondering why she was not feeling any depression? Why do all of these troubles seem like fun? It was like a rollercoaster ride to her.
She was trapped on a footpath and was unable to move. But she was thinking that her dream would come true. Her pussy was twitching, her anus was squeezing. Her nippples were erected.
She was thinking, what would happen if people become aware that she is naked under that blanket? Would they treat it as a normal thing? Or they will find that she is an extremely beautiful woman with smooth and fair skin?
She wanted to remove the blanket but couldn't dare to do that. Who knows what worst is waiting more for me? I shouldn't do that. No.. Not..
But the itching started increasing inside her slutty cunt. She slowly put the bowl on the path and her both hands entered inside the blanket. Her one hand entered into her wet and juicy cunt and the other hand kept the blanket in position.
Now she was fingering herself sitting on a beggar's spot and acting like a beggar.
But she was worried about fingering herself faster. She was getting impatient.
And finally she decided to make a gap in the front.
So she slightly parted the edges of the blanket. Just a little about 2 inches and removed her other hand from her pussy.
A few noticed her partial nude body part and a group of young men were passing.
One said, look look. The beggar is nude.
Another : So what?
The first one: Aree, just look at her body tone.
Another : Wow. Is she a beggar? Come on, let's pull the blanket. It'll be fun.
Other : No no. It would be troublesome for us also. Let's go.
Purva heard them and quickly covered herself.
No no. I shouldn't reveal my identity. She thought.
People were walking past her. She could see only the feets crossing by as she was not lifting her face at all. But she could realize that there were a ton of people and vehicles passing around and she was sitting totally naked there covering herself with a smelly and dirty blanket.
Time passed. Around 9 o'clock in the morning, her phone started vibrating under her.. She was thinking how she would receive the call. Luckily she had put the phone in silent and vibration mode.
The vibration stopped. But it started again.
At the 4th time, she managed to pull the bag which was under her butt and then she pulled the phone out.
All she was doing carefully under the blanket.
She received the phone and adjusted the blanket and covered her head under the blanket.
Her phone was on her lap.
She looked down. It was Tarun calling her.
But how could she talk? People were around who were thinking of her as a real beggar.
She was about to speak when she heard someone calling her: Oh Mai ye lo. Kuch kha lena( Hello mother, take this. Buy some food with this)
She slowly uncovered the blanket just from her eyes and saw a hand in front of her holding a 50 rupees note.
She spread her palm from the blanket and took the money and said in a shaky voice, Bhagwan tera bhala kare beta( God bless you son)
But she couldn't see his face.
The man doubted something looking at her palm and smooth and fair skin on her wrist. So he looked twice at her but he could see only her eyes which were even covered with her hair and finally he gave her the money with some confusion in mind. And he went away.
Purva slowly lifted her another hand holding the phone and kept the phone near her throat, under the cover of the blanket. And she started talking : Bhagwan ke naam pe kuch dedo baba, ,.' ke naam pe kuch dedo, kab se baithi hu lal Masjid ki bus stop pe koito aake utha lo mujhe….. ( Please give me something sir, please give me the name of god, god will fulfill your wishes… Please, I'm sitting here so long beside lal masjid bus stop. Please someone pick me up…..)
Nazma opened her eyes on her bed. She heard Dadima shouting at her mother.
Nazma : Offf this old lady. Started again in the early morning. Disgusting…
She sat on the bed and looked at her. She was smelling dirty. Her hair was covered in dust. Dried mud patches were everywhere on her body. She couldn't go out like that. So she poured water from the jug on her towel and wiped her body clean with the towel and tied the towel on her hair and opened the door. She was still naked.
Her Dadima was quarreling with her Mother and her father was reading an Urdu newspaper.
No one was watching her. So she quickly ran towards the well in the middle of the loan and dropped the bucket in the well and started pulling the bucket with water.
Hearing the sound of the bucket dropped into the water, Dadima looked at her and started scolding again.
But Nazma just laughed and said, What happened to Dadima? I think…..
Dadima : What do you think?
Fatema (her mother ): Ammu please stop now. She is just a kid..
Dadima : Hum kid. When I was a kid like her, your husband used to play on my lap. Fatema, I'm warning you, your daughter is gonna ruin her life and destroy our family reputation.
Fatema : Ammu time has changed.
Dadima was about to say something when Nazma poured the bucket full of water on her head and then came to her Dadima and hugged her from behind and rubbed her chin on her neck and said, Dadima, please give me your Unani soap. Pleaseeee..
Dadima : Ohoo ho what are you doing? Ufff you wet my saree.
Nazma: Oh Dadima, it will dry up soon. Now please give me na..
Dadima : Ufff. God take me up to you.
Wait…..
All tried to control their laugh. Dadima went in and threw the soap to her.
Nazma : Abbu, will you please help me?
Her Abbu was also surprised to hear that.
But he didn't say anything. He came to her and rubbed her body with the soap from top to bottom and back to front. He also applied the soap on her hair as it was a herbal soap it could use as shampoo.
Nazma: Abbu, what about our trip? Do you think anything?
Abbu : Give me some time. I don't have to just buy a general ticket, I've to confirm the reservation. So….
Nazma: Abbu, I've heard that nowadays you can buy a Tatkaal ticket.
Abbu: Yeah. But why are you in such a hurry?
Nazma : Abbu, From tomorrow our summer vacation is starting and college has given us a project. I've to make a project on slums.
Abbu : Project on slum? What kind of project is that?
Nazma: Oh Abbu, you apply the soap properly. You'll not understand the project. But I'm eager to meet Dadaji.
Abbu: Ok. Now take your bath and come to eat your breakfast. I'll drop you to college today.
Nazma: Ha ha, Abbu, I'll go to my tuition first. Don't worry, you go to work. I'll go on my own.
Abbu: OK. Alright. Now pour some on my hand and finish your bath quickly. You're in an open lawn. If someone entered the gate, then…
Nazma: Ok Abbu, I'm coming.
Her Abbu went to the Varanda and Nazma finished her naked bath in the lawn and then wiped her wet body and went to the kitchen.
She took the breakfast dish in hand and went to her grandma's room.
She gave her breakfast and came down.
She was really happy that her family finally accepted her nudity and Dadima also gave some positive signs.
The parents and the nude teen took their breakfast together and then Nazma got ready with her old college uniform and went out.
The summer vacation had already started on the previous day. But the careless parents had no information about that.
Hearing the doorbell, Tarun woke up from his dream and went to open the door.
His dick was hard and erected under his shorts and there was a wet patch on his shorts. But he had thought that it might be Purva. So he went to open the door like that. But he wandered when he saw Nazma was standing on the doorstep, naked but with her bag on her back and her college shoes and socks on her legs.
Tarun : Nazma, you? Where are your clothes?
Nazma: Hanging on the rope, there.
May I come In?
Tarun : Oh. Yes. Come in quickly.
Nazma: Mamma.. Mamma.
Tarun : Ah she hasn't returned yet.
Nazma : What? But I thought she returned back after dropping…..
Tarun : After dropping? What?
Nazma: Oh. Nothing papa.
Tarun : But..
Nazma: Offf let's get in and change your shorts..
She pushed him in and went inside.
Tarun looked down at his bulge and embraced. He quickly went into the bathroom with the phone in hand.
He called Purva but it was not reachable.
Nazma was shouting outside the kids room, wake up Sami…don't be so lazy like your stupid brother. Wake up… see what I bring for you.
She knocked on the door.
Tarun was thinking about his dream.
It was so hot..
He sat on the commode and started jerking his shaft.
Was it a dream or I was actually reading the emails?
He opened the email and saw the last email on the screen.
He read the last few lines…. Tarun you won't believe, I was standing on Amethi station, at 7.30 in the morning in a thin grimy gamcha which has multiple holes on it.
All the people were staring at me..
As I didn't have any ticket, Bira said that we have to cross the line and exit the station from the backside.
And then we crossed a road and we took our breakfast from a roadside puri shop.
And can you believe, I was eating puri like that, sitting on a wooden bench with some strangers? Beside that group, there were also other customers. Just imagine what they were thinking about me. But looking at the Hulky Bira and his Bulky brother Hira, they couldn't do or say anything. He he…..
Reading upto these he suddenly exploded his load and sigh…
He searched for the next mail. But there were no further emails…
What? What happened next? Why didn't she write anything after the entrance into the village?
Tarun closed the email and put the phone aside and cleaned his cock and came out.
He changed into new shorts and a T-shirt.
When he came out, he saw Nazma was brushing Sami's teeth and telling, first brush your teeth properly then I'll give you that chocolate.
Now she was fully naked.
Tarun called to Purva.. The phone rang but Purva didn't receive the call.
He called again and again..
And after 4-5 times finally Purva received the call…
Tarun : Hello.. Purva. What are these? Hello..Purva? What? What are you saying? Where are you?
Purva : Bhagwan ke naam pe kuch dedo baba, ,.' ke naam pe kuch dedo, kab se baithi hu lal Masjid ki bus stop pe koito aake utha lo mujhe….. ( Please give me something sir, please give me the name of god, god will fulfill your wishes… Please, I'm sitting here so long beside lal masjid bus stop. Please someone pick me up…..)
Tarun : Lal masjid? Oh god.. What happened to you? Wait. I'm coming.. Wait dear. Don't worry. I'm coming…
Tarun : Nazma, take care of the kids. I'm going to bring your mamma back.
Apu, give me the car key.
Apu :May I go?
Tarun : No. Stay here.
Tarun stopped the car beside the bus stop and saw a beggar was sitting at the opposite side of the road, wrapping a dirty blanket all over her body and a college girl was putting coins on her bowl.
Sir, turn the car and pull it on the footpath..
Tarun heard a voice and he looked back and saw another beggar sitting on the back seat.
Tarun : You? Oh I remember. You are Jagga ji.
Jagga : Don't say Ji sir.
Turn the car quickly.
Tarun : Oh yes. Is that Purva?
Jagga : Yes..
Tarun : Oh my god..
Tarun quickly turned the car and drove it on the footpath in front of Purva.
Purva panicked and fell to her back.
Jagga : Quick Madam. Jump in.
Purva looked at him and took her bag and jumped into the back seat.
Tarun drove the car.
Nazma and Sami saw Purva entering from the garage room. She was trembling and Jagga was giving her support.
Nazma saw the blanket on her hand and ran to her. She took the blanket and then saw the bowl in her other hand. She also took the bowl.
Sami: Mamma, where were you? What happened to you?
Apu : Don't disturb her now, Sami.
Mamma come..
They all help her to enter her room and she falls on the bed.
Tarun came after parking the car.
Purva : Sami babu, I'll tell you everything later. But let me sleep now, please..
Sami: Ok mamma.
Purva : Good boy. Now go outside and play with Nazma didi.
Nazma took him to the living room. Apu also went out.
Jagga: Ok madam, now give me permission to go.
Purva : Hey no. You are also tired. You will go after resting and having lunch with us.
Jagga : But madam? I'm a beggar.
Purva : You are a human being.
Tarun : Yes Jagga ji you stay.
Jagga: Sir please don't use Ji.
Purva : Tarun, will you be angry if Jagga also sleeps a little with me? We were in the security officer station all night.. So….
Tarun : Looked at her for a couple of seconds. He couldn't say anything..
Purva always told him everything about her sexcapade. She always brings men to their house. But she never allows anyone to be intimate with her in his presence.
Purva : What are you thinking, Tarun? I'll tell you everything. Now please go. Let us sleep for a while.
Come on Jagga.
Jagga: But.. But.. Me.. I mean.. No..
Purva : Oh come on. Tarun will not mind.
Tarun, please close the door and order food from outside.
Tarun : It's ok. I and Nazma will prepare lunch.
You take a rest.
He went out and closed the door.
The feeling can't be described.
He was upset, he was a little bit angry or maybe jealous, worried. But at the same time he was feeling horny. He was getting hard. His wife was going to sleep with a beggar on his bed in the presence of him and the kids…..
Tarun couldn't move from the door.
He lit a cigarette and stood beside the door.
The voices were coming from inside..
Purva : Hey Jagga don't. I'm very tired.
No. Let me sleep.
Jagga: Madam, please.
Purva : Ok, do one thing. Lick my pussy. It's sore. Give it some cure with your tongue.
Hehehe umm nooo.. Oops. Ahh…
Tarun couldn't stay there anymore and he went to the garden.
Tarun was smoking, looking towards the main gate.
But suddenly he felt someone hug him from behind..
Nazma : Papa, let's go. Help me in the kitchen.
Tarun looked at her and his mood became light.. He laughed. He he,what have you done?
Nazma: Hehe, I tried to make a flour Doe. But…
Tarun : But?
Nazma : Sami helped me…
Tarun : Ha ha ha.. But you are looking awesome.. Ha ha. Flour all over your chest, and face. Ha ha..
Nazma: Please papa, wipe it out.
Tarun : Ah.. Wait. Let's get in first..
Tarun took a towel and started wiping the flour from her body.
When he was wiping flour from her chest, Nazma hissed. Ishhhh.
Tarun : Hey don't again. Control yourself.
Nazma: Sorry Papa. Let's get into the kitchen.
Tarun held her shoulder and Nazma hugged his waist and they went into the kitchen.