06-05-2024, 01:38 AM
You go outside. Let me ask this prostitute.
Sabina : What will you ask?
Saidul : Her rate.. Ok? Happy? Now go outside and wait until I call you back.
Sabina : Don't do anything wrong. And ask her whatever you want to ask. But do it in a hurry. She has to give him a bath now.
Dipa didn't know why but everything going on around her was making her more horny. The way Saidul was talking and calling her a prostitute from Sonahachhi was making her pussy wet again.
And when she heard that she had to give a bath to Usman it also made her more hornier.
She sat up on the bed and looked at Saidul.
She was stark naked but didn't try to cover herself at all.
Sabina went outside.
Saidul slowly stood up and came to the bed.
He then looked at her huge pumped up boobs.
Usman couldn't finish her milk that day.
He was laying on the bed, pretending to be sleeping.
Saidul's eyes became wider when he saw the milk coming out from her left nipple continuously.
He looked up at her face and then again looked down at her boobs.
He cupped her areolas and lifted her boobs and tried to guess the weight of her boobs.
Saidul : Hummm, too heavy. Maybe due to the milk.
Then he cupped the entire boobs and tried to
Measure them and whisper, hummm, bigger than Chumki, Rani…also bigger than rajjo.
Dipa nervously looked at him and asked, who are they?
Saidul whispered, they are famous prostitutes from Sonahachhi.
But no one had this kind of Melons like you, soft, juicy, tender and also tight, round and straight at the same time.
He pressed her both boobs.
Dipa : Ahhhh.
Saidul : Wow, so much milk came out.
And he pressed her boobs again.
Dipa moaned again and said, what do you want, Dada?
Saidul : I want to taste this milk.
Dipa : Then please drink my milk but don't press my…
Saidul : Don't press your what?
Dipa : My…my.. Breasts.
Saidul : What? B. B. . Bre. Bres.. What?
Say it in Bengali. Call it Mai.
What? Mai.
Dipa : Issss.
Saidul pressed her boobs again.
Dipa : Ahh, Dada, don't do it.
Saidul : What are you saying?
Dipa : Ahh.. Please amar Breasts mane Mai gulo ebhabe tepa bondho korun. Lagche. Dudher chap khub. Apnar khete hoy khan. Kintu tipben na. ( Please don't press my breasts, I mean my Mais like this. It's hurting. Too much pressure of milk. If you want to drink then drink. But don't press.
Saidul : What I'm pressing?
Dipa : Amar breast gulo. ( May breasts )
Saidul pressed her boobs again and asked what?
Dipa : Ahh, Amar mai gulo ( My Mais)
Saidul : Humm, correct. Mai. No brrrress..
Anyway then, I'll drink. But Bhabhi ji, the problem is I forgot how to drink from mother's mai. I left this habit maybe 18-19 years ago.
Dipa : How old are you now?
Saidul : Now? 20.
Dipa couldn't control her giggle and she giggled.
Saidul also laughed.
Saidul : And you know what those Chumki, Rani or any other Beshyas ( Prostitute) don't have milk in their mais.
Dipa : aaww. So sad.
Saidul : Hey don't jest on me.
Now tell me how I will drink your milk?
Dipa : How? I can't say. I'm feeling shy.
Isssshhh.
She covered her face with her palms.
Sabina shouted from outside, How long will it take, Saidul?
Saidul : Wait outside.
See, Chachi is getting impatient.
Tell me fast.
Dipa : Ufff, do it na. I know you know it.
Saidul : No, tell me.
Dipa : Ok, hold my bres…sorry Mai like you are holding now and then put your mouth on my nipple and suck my nipple. ( Ok amar bres.. Sory amar mai take je bhabe dhore acho dhore thako. Ebare tomar mukh amar nipple e rekhe suck koro.)
Saidul : What is nipple? What is suck?
Dipa : Ufff. Amar mai er bota ta tomar mukhe nie chosho. Nipple means bonta and suck means chosha.
Saidul : Oooo like this?
He bent and took her nipple in his mouth and started sucking her milk.
Dipa : Ummmm, aahh. Yes like this. Ebare amar mai ta ke aste aste tepo and jore jore chosho. Jore aro jore chosho. Ahhh.. Aro jore chosho. Aste aste kato dant die. Ufff aste kato. Ummm.. Ha eibhabe. Dudh asche to?
( Ummmm, aahh. Yes, like this. Now press my mai slowly, slowly and suck it fast and strong. Yeah suck it. Ahhh. Now bite my bonta with your teeth softly.. Uff softly. Bite it softly. Ummm yes like this. Is milk coming?
Saidul lifted his thumb and moaned ummm. Means yes.
Dipa : How is the test?
Saidul made a zero with his index and thumb and signaled awesome.
Dipa pressed his face on her boob and grabbed his hair. Saidul started sucking faster.
And then Sabina entered the room.
Sabina : Enough Saidul. Now go.
But Saidul continued.
Dipa said, Chachi let him drink a little more.
After one more minute Saidul lifted his face and said, I've to go now but I'll drink milk from the other tank too.
See you later.
Dipa : But don't tell anyone else please.
Saidul : Don't worry Bhabhi. I'll see you later. You make me happy and I'll give you safety. Bye Bye……
He went away.
Dipa : Uff. What a noughty man this Saidul is.
Sabina : What will I say? This Saidul is a very bad boy from his teenage years.
Dipa beti, please don't mind.
For us, you are facing so much humiliation.
Dipa : Ah, Chachi, don't think so much. I'm fine.
Now tell me what I've to do now?
Sabina : Beti, if you don't mind then please massage his body with this Ayurvedic oil given by Fakir Baba and then help him to take a bath.
I'll help you too.
Dipa : Don't worry, Chachi. I'll do it for Usman Chacha.
Just let me make a call to Ramla Mashi.
Ramla said, Tukun is sleeping. He just slept 15 minutes ago and he will keep sleeping for at least two hours now.
Dipa got some relief and then she and Sabina took Usman down on the earthen floor and told him not to lay down again.
Sabina held him by his arms and Dipa started applying oil on his arms one by one and started massaging his arms gently. After the arms she massaged his legs and chest and also entire back. She also applied oil on his dick and ball's pouch.
His asscrack, his face, hair and no part left on his body.
The oil also smeared on her naked body too. Especially around and on her boobs.
Sabina said, Beti, Fakir Baba told me that t oil will cure your problems too.
Dipa : Really? I don't know but the oil already smeared on my body. Daktar babu told me to avoid oils on my body.
Ok, let's see what will happen.
Now tell me where is the bathroom?
Sabina : He he, Beti you are in a slum now. We don't have bathrooms or toilets.
We go to the public tube well for bathing.
Dipa : And for the toilet?
Sabina : We put 4 bamboo behind our hut and at the edge of the canal and covered its surrounding with a plastic sheet. That's our toilet.
Dipa : Then we have to go to the public tube well now? All my clothes are wet with his urine. How will I go?
Sabina : No no no. We can take him behind the hut.
Dipa : In that toilet?
Sabina : No, beside the toilet.
Dipa : But?
Sabina : Don't worry, Beti. No one can see you.
Let's go.
Dipa became worried. Her clothes are wet with Usman's urine. And what will she wear now? How will she go home now?
But without hesitation she held Usman's one arm and supported his back. Sabina held his other arm.
They took him behind the hut.
With their support Usman walked behind the hut and sat on a concrete slab.
Sabina said, wait, I'm bringing the soap and water.
Living Dipa naked and alone with naked Usman Sabina went in.
Dipa looked around.
She was standing beside the canal. There were three coconut trees in a row and they were 5 feet apart from each other.
An old flimsy saree was hanging from the first tree to the last tree. And that saree was the only guard from the road opposite the canal.
But that was covering her from her chest to thigh.
If someone would stand at the opposite side of the canal he could see her face and her upper boobs from the top and up to her mid thighs from the bottom.
And the saree was so old and flimsy that maybe her entire body was visible from the opposite.
There was a backside wall of a hut at the right side and a backside of a toilet of another hut.
And no one was there.
Then she looked up and she could see the windows and balconies of the apartments situated at opposite sides of the canal and the road.
Anyone could see her from those balconies or windows.
But she had no other choice. She couldn't hesitate.
Sabina brought the bucket and the soap and Dipa got busy washing the sweaty and unwashed Usman.
She also brushed his teeth.
She had forgotten about the chances of being seen or caught naked by someone.
After giving bath they took Usman inside.
Sabina said, Beti, you've two more tasks. Please don't mind.
To complete your ritual, you have to wash his clothes.
Dipa : Anything else?
Sabina : He he. Sorry beti. But nothing else.
Dipa : Ok.
Chacha,sit on the stool. I'm coming back.
Dipa took his wet and dirty lungi and went behind the hut.
She washed the lungi and when she was putting it on a string she looked up and saw one man standing on a 5-6th floor balcony and watching her.
She quickly came in.
Sabina gave her a new lungi and Dipa wrapped the lungi around Usman's waist.
Sabina : Thank you beti. The ritual is completed. You'll see your rashes will vanish soon.
Dipa : Humm, hope for the best. But how will I go home now?
Sabina : Why? What's the problem?
Dipa : All my clothes are wet.
Sabina : Oh no. Now?
My clothes will not fit on your body.
Ah beti, I've a burqa. I usually don't wear that because the burqa is very long. Maybe a few sizes bigger than me. And it's a little bit thin.
But not transparent. You can wear that.
Dipa sat on the bed and lowered her head.
She got silent and after a few seconds she released a sigh and said, Either I've to wear those dirty wet clothes or I'll have to wear your burqa.
Ufff. What will I do god.. Ok let me try the burqa.
Sabina : Here, beti. Take the burqa. And don't worry, I'll wash and iron your clothes.
The Burqa was a little tight on her body. And without any under garment it was making her curves prominent. Her nipples were poking through the fabric.
The impression of her round and straight boobs and nipples were prominent and at the back the fabric was sticking in her asscrack.
She kissed Usman for the last time and told him to take care of himself and eat properly and then she went out.
Her boobs were bouncing freely under the burqa and her butts were swinging.
All the passersby were staring at her.
She covered her face with the Hizab.
Now the gazing eyes are not making her nervous anymore. She was getting horny because of that. And she realized that no one could recognize her in that burqa and veil.
So she was walking fearlessly naked under the burqa.
Sabina : What will you ask?
Saidul : Her rate.. Ok? Happy? Now go outside and wait until I call you back.
Sabina : Don't do anything wrong. And ask her whatever you want to ask. But do it in a hurry. She has to give him a bath now.
Dipa didn't know why but everything going on around her was making her more horny. The way Saidul was talking and calling her a prostitute from Sonahachhi was making her pussy wet again.
And when she heard that she had to give a bath to Usman it also made her more hornier.
She sat up on the bed and looked at Saidul.
She was stark naked but didn't try to cover herself at all.
Sabina went outside.
Saidul slowly stood up and came to the bed.
He then looked at her huge pumped up boobs.
Usman couldn't finish her milk that day.
He was laying on the bed, pretending to be sleeping.
Saidul's eyes became wider when he saw the milk coming out from her left nipple continuously.
He looked up at her face and then again looked down at her boobs.
He cupped her areolas and lifted her boobs and tried to guess the weight of her boobs.
Saidul : Hummm, too heavy. Maybe due to the milk.
Then he cupped the entire boobs and tried to
Measure them and whisper, hummm, bigger than Chumki, Rani…also bigger than rajjo.
Dipa nervously looked at him and asked, who are they?
Saidul whispered, they are famous prostitutes from Sonahachhi.
But no one had this kind of Melons like you, soft, juicy, tender and also tight, round and straight at the same time.
He pressed her both boobs.
Dipa : Ahhhh.
Saidul : Wow, so much milk came out.
And he pressed her boobs again.
Dipa moaned again and said, what do you want, Dada?
Saidul : I want to taste this milk.
Dipa : Then please drink my milk but don't press my…
Saidul : Don't press your what?
Dipa : My…my.. Breasts.
Saidul : What? B. B. . Bre. Bres.. What?
Say it in Bengali. Call it Mai.
What? Mai.
Dipa : Issss.
Saidul pressed her boobs again.
Dipa : Ahh, Dada, don't do it.
Saidul : What are you saying?
Dipa : Ahh.. Please amar Breasts mane Mai gulo ebhabe tepa bondho korun. Lagche. Dudher chap khub. Apnar khete hoy khan. Kintu tipben na. ( Please don't press my breasts, I mean my Mais like this. It's hurting. Too much pressure of milk. If you want to drink then drink. But don't press.
Saidul : What I'm pressing?
Dipa : Amar breast gulo. ( May breasts )
Saidul pressed her boobs again and asked what?
Dipa : Ahh, Amar mai gulo ( My Mais)
Saidul : Humm, correct. Mai. No brrrress..
Anyway then, I'll drink. But Bhabhi ji, the problem is I forgot how to drink from mother's mai. I left this habit maybe 18-19 years ago.
Dipa : How old are you now?
Saidul : Now? 20.
Dipa couldn't control her giggle and she giggled.
Saidul also laughed.
Saidul : And you know what those Chumki, Rani or any other Beshyas ( Prostitute) don't have milk in their mais.
Dipa : aaww. So sad.
Saidul : Hey don't jest on me.
Now tell me how I will drink your milk?
Dipa : How? I can't say. I'm feeling shy.
Isssshhh.
She covered her face with her palms.
Sabina shouted from outside, How long will it take, Saidul?
Saidul : Wait outside.
See, Chachi is getting impatient.
Tell me fast.
Dipa : Ufff, do it na. I know you know it.
Saidul : No, tell me.
Dipa : Ok, hold my bres…sorry Mai like you are holding now and then put your mouth on my nipple and suck my nipple. ( Ok amar bres.. Sory amar mai take je bhabe dhore acho dhore thako. Ebare tomar mukh amar nipple e rekhe suck koro.)
Saidul : What is nipple? What is suck?
Dipa : Ufff. Amar mai er bota ta tomar mukhe nie chosho. Nipple means bonta and suck means chosha.
Saidul : Oooo like this?
He bent and took her nipple in his mouth and started sucking her milk.
Dipa : Ummmm, aahh. Yes like this. Ebare amar mai ta ke aste aste tepo and jore jore chosho. Jore aro jore chosho. Ahhh.. Aro jore chosho. Aste aste kato dant die. Ufff aste kato. Ummm.. Ha eibhabe. Dudh asche to?
( Ummmm, aahh. Yes, like this. Now press my mai slowly, slowly and suck it fast and strong. Yeah suck it. Ahhh. Now bite my bonta with your teeth softly.. Uff softly. Bite it softly. Ummm yes like this. Is milk coming?
Saidul lifted his thumb and moaned ummm. Means yes.
Dipa : How is the test?
Saidul made a zero with his index and thumb and signaled awesome.
Dipa pressed his face on her boob and grabbed his hair. Saidul started sucking faster.
And then Sabina entered the room.
Sabina : Enough Saidul. Now go.
But Saidul continued.
Dipa said, Chachi let him drink a little more.
After one more minute Saidul lifted his face and said, I've to go now but I'll drink milk from the other tank too.
See you later.
Dipa : But don't tell anyone else please.
Saidul : Don't worry Bhabhi. I'll see you later. You make me happy and I'll give you safety. Bye Bye……
He went away.
Dipa : Uff. What a noughty man this Saidul is.
Sabina : What will I say? This Saidul is a very bad boy from his teenage years.
Dipa beti, please don't mind.
For us, you are facing so much humiliation.
Dipa : Ah, Chachi, don't think so much. I'm fine.
Now tell me what I've to do now?
Sabina : Beti, if you don't mind then please massage his body with this Ayurvedic oil given by Fakir Baba and then help him to take a bath.
I'll help you too.
Dipa : Don't worry, Chachi. I'll do it for Usman Chacha.
Just let me make a call to Ramla Mashi.
Ramla said, Tukun is sleeping. He just slept 15 minutes ago and he will keep sleeping for at least two hours now.
Dipa got some relief and then she and Sabina took Usman down on the earthen floor and told him not to lay down again.
Sabina held him by his arms and Dipa started applying oil on his arms one by one and started massaging his arms gently. After the arms she massaged his legs and chest and also entire back. She also applied oil on his dick and ball's pouch.
His asscrack, his face, hair and no part left on his body.
The oil also smeared on her naked body too. Especially around and on her boobs.
Sabina said, Beti, Fakir Baba told me that t oil will cure your problems too.
Dipa : Really? I don't know but the oil already smeared on my body. Daktar babu told me to avoid oils on my body.
Ok, let's see what will happen.
Now tell me where is the bathroom?
Sabina : He he, Beti you are in a slum now. We don't have bathrooms or toilets.
We go to the public tube well for bathing.
Dipa : And for the toilet?
Sabina : We put 4 bamboo behind our hut and at the edge of the canal and covered its surrounding with a plastic sheet. That's our toilet.
Dipa : Then we have to go to the public tube well now? All my clothes are wet with his urine. How will I go?
Sabina : No no no. We can take him behind the hut.
Dipa : In that toilet?
Sabina : No, beside the toilet.
Dipa : But?
Sabina : Don't worry, Beti. No one can see you.
Let's go.
Dipa became worried. Her clothes are wet with Usman's urine. And what will she wear now? How will she go home now?
But without hesitation she held Usman's one arm and supported his back. Sabina held his other arm.
They took him behind the hut.
With their support Usman walked behind the hut and sat on a concrete slab.
Sabina said, wait, I'm bringing the soap and water.
Living Dipa naked and alone with naked Usman Sabina went in.
Dipa looked around.
She was standing beside the canal. There were three coconut trees in a row and they were 5 feet apart from each other.
An old flimsy saree was hanging from the first tree to the last tree. And that saree was the only guard from the road opposite the canal.
But that was covering her from her chest to thigh.
If someone would stand at the opposite side of the canal he could see her face and her upper boobs from the top and up to her mid thighs from the bottom.
And the saree was so old and flimsy that maybe her entire body was visible from the opposite.
There was a backside wall of a hut at the right side and a backside of a toilet of another hut.
And no one was there.
Then she looked up and she could see the windows and balconies of the apartments situated at opposite sides of the canal and the road.
Anyone could see her from those balconies or windows.
But she had no other choice. She couldn't hesitate.
Sabina brought the bucket and the soap and Dipa got busy washing the sweaty and unwashed Usman.
She also brushed his teeth.
She had forgotten about the chances of being seen or caught naked by someone.
After giving bath they took Usman inside.
Sabina said, Beti, you've two more tasks. Please don't mind.
To complete your ritual, you have to wash his clothes.
Dipa : Anything else?
Sabina : He he. Sorry beti. But nothing else.
Dipa : Ok.
Chacha,sit on the stool. I'm coming back.
Dipa took his wet and dirty lungi and went behind the hut.
She washed the lungi and when she was putting it on a string she looked up and saw one man standing on a 5-6th floor balcony and watching her.
She quickly came in.
Sabina gave her a new lungi and Dipa wrapped the lungi around Usman's waist.
Sabina : Thank you beti. The ritual is completed. You'll see your rashes will vanish soon.
Dipa : Humm, hope for the best. But how will I go home now?
Sabina : Why? What's the problem?
Dipa : All my clothes are wet.
Sabina : Oh no. Now?
My clothes will not fit on your body.
Ah beti, I've a burqa. I usually don't wear that because the burqa is very long. Maybe a few sizes bigger than me. And it's a little bit thin.
But not transparent. You can wear that.
Dipa sat on the bed and lowered her head.
She got silent and after a few seconds she released a sigh and said, Either I've to wear those dirty wet clothes or I'll have to wear your burqa.
Ufff. What will I do god.. Ok let me try the burqa.
Sabina : Here, beti. Take the burqa. And don't worry, I'll wash and iron your clothes.
The Burqa was a little tight on her body. And without any under garment it was making her curves prominent. Her nipples were poking through the fabric.
The impression of her round and straight boobs and nipples were prominent and at the back the fabric was sticking in her asscrack.
She kissed Usman for the last time and told him to take care of himself and eat properly and then she went out.
Her boobs were bouncing freely under the burqa and her butts were swinging.
All the passersby were staring at her.
She covered her face with the Hizab.
Now the gazing eyes are not making her nervous anymore. She was getting horny because of that. And she realized that no one could recognize her in that burqa and veil.
So she was walking fearlessly naked under the burqa.
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