Adultery Indian Wife Plays With Construction Guys (Whore Dance)

[Tunkai]

Ramu's Village Continuation 

Fatema : Then?
Purva : Then What? 
Fatema : She asked you, “Why”?
Purva : Oh, I didn't reply to that.
Then the Sarpanch told Munni Bai to teach me some vulgar dance moves.
Munni Bai asked my name and then Said, Ok, Purva, Come to the middle and lift your hands. 
Stand straight.
Cross your palms.And do not move.
I stood there like a statue.
Munnni Bai started observing all the details of my body. She softly pulled my armpit hair and slid her fingers through my pubic bush.
She then softly roamed her hands through my curves and said, perfect. Absolutely perfect figure. Perfect curves. But why didn't you shave yourself? 
I blushed but couldn't reply. What would I say? That my husband and my dirty old labor class lover didn't want me to clean hair? 
I just lowered my face down.
Munni Bai looked at me again and smiled and then asked the crowd, who has a musical phone?
One man said, I've a Chinese phone and I've mp3.
Munni Bai said, “then play a song”.
The man started playing a Bhojpuri song.
The sound was too loud and noisy. The song was also very fast rhythmic and full of hard beats.
Munni Bai said, Now come on Purva, show me some moves.
I looked at her and then looked at the crowd nervously.
I thought that I'd have to have some nasty sex game with Sulil and Kapil at their bachelor's party and satisfy some more people. Having fun with the Sazid gang I became habituated with that or you may say that I became a sex addicted girl. But dancing naked in front of a crowd? I never did that.
Do you know I actually never danced in public.
My parents admitted me to a classical dance teaching center but I was so introverted that I couldn't go there after the first day.
So my dad arranged a dance teacher at our home. I was only 6 years old. And I learned Kathak and Odissi dance for 3 years. 
I gave exams but I never could dance on a stage.
My teacher and my father tried hard. When I was 8 years old there was a local cultural program at our society and my father put my name and I had to perform a Odissi dance item. With full makeup and proper attire I tumbled to the stage. My knees were shaking. My fingers were cold like a dead man. 
The music started. I stood without any movement.
My teacher whispered from backstage standing behind the curtain.
I looked at her and slowly lifted my one arm but then just started crying.
I couldn't even go back to the backstage 
She quickly came on the stage and took me backstage. 
The crowd was laughing. I could hear that.
Fatema : Oh my god. So embarrassing. You couldn't perform a simple dance in clothes now you had to perform a naked dance in front of everyone? 
Purva : Yes. Just imagine my situation.
But this time I had no choice. I couldn't just run back. I had to perform and I was willing to perform.
But was feeling awkward. 
Munni yelled at me and said, Hey slut lady stop you drama and start dancing. Come on. Let me see….
I nervously started moving my hands. But my movement was slower than the rhythm of the song.
I knew that. And my movement was not appropriate with the song.
But Munni Bai didn't stop me. Either she encouraged me. She said, good going. Now start movie your hips.
I stopped and looked at her.
Munni Bai yelled, hey don't stop. Keep going. Keep going. You're doing well.
I looked around and started dancing again..
I was mixing my Odissi and Bollywood dance together. Though the Odissi steps were just minimal. But whenever I was doing a Odissi step, Munni Bai was clapping. And that claps were not any normal clap.
The sound of the clap was louder than the loud song playing on the Chinese mobile phone.
Munni Bai was saying, yes, yes. Do this step again. 
Yes. Do it again. 
Without stopping my movement I slowly started looking around.
I saw everyone watching me with enthusiasm.
All were looking happy. 
That gave me a little confidence.
Munni Bai said, you're doing well, Purva. But I'm missing something. The expression. You're not a robot. So give me some expression.
But How could I give an expression when I was unable to understand the lyrics? But yes I could understand some orgasamic voices like Uiii Maaaa, Aaaaaa, Ahhhh.
But I was too shy to react to that. But my pussy started betraying me.
She was leaking water. 
Fatema : Who?
Purva : My fucking pussy, dumpoo.
Fatema : Hehe.
Purva : Don't laugh. You can't understand my situation, Fatema.
I was so nervous and Munni Bai was expecting seductive expressions from me. 
But I couldn't.
After trying a few times, she stopped expecting and came in front of me.
She said, Stop now.
I stopped and then she said, now watch me. 
Munni bent her waist a little and started circulating her hips slowly and seductively and along with it she started rolling her lips around her lips. 
She told me, do it.
I also bent a little forward and started circulating my hips but couldn't lick my lips.
Munni yelled , what happened? Lick your lips.
That yelling shaken me and I hurriedly licked my lips.
Munni became disappointed. She said, What is it, Purva? You can't seduce a little teenager like this. 
I tried again.
Munni said, a little better.
Now continue this and along with this push your boobs from the side.
Yes like this and bite your lower lip.
Now juggle your boobs up and down one by one.
Now juggle together. Yes… 
Now thrust your pelvic forward and part your legs apart. I want to see your vaginal hole.
Ummm.
Not satisfying.
Then she looked at Sarpanch Ji and said, Sarpanch Ji, I've to work hard. But don't worry, within two days she will be ready.
Sarpanch Ji said, Yes, all is good, I think she is a little shy only. Just remove the shyness from her and she will be ready.
Munni gave a mischievous smile and brought a little aluminum vial which was tugged inside her saree border on her waist. From the vial she dropped some kind of oily lotion on her fingers and rubbed the lotion on her fingers.
Then she started walking slowly and mischievously towards me and whispered seductively, “Don't worry Sarpanch Ji, tomorrow you will see a different woman in her”
Saying that she stopped in front of me and grabbed my butt and pulled me towards her. My boobs smashed with her boobs.
She lowered her oily fingers and started rubbing the lotion on my clitoris. In front of everyone.
Instantly my clitoris started etching and a sensational burning feeling overlapped on me.
I moaned loudly and my eyeballs rolled up. I closed my eyelids.
She started pitching and twisting my tiny clitoral hood with her two fingers.
It seemed that my vagina would come outside from my body and fall on the floor. My shit would come out and fall on the floor.
My entire body squeezed and bent innerward and I fell on the floor.
Munni was laughing and I was breathing heavily.
Fatema : So…
Purva : So?
Fatema : So, That lotion is the reason behind your large beautiful clitoris?
Purva : Hummm maybe….
Fatema : Not maybe. It's must be.
Purva : Maybe.
Fatema : Ummm. Anyway Didi, then what?
Purva : Then I fell on the floor. It was so itching that I started scratching my clit and pussy in front of everyone. 
All the men were laughing.
I heard Sarpanch ji told Munni to take me with her as there was no suitable acomodation for me and I'd be safe from the ladies if I stayed with her.
Munni said, Ok Sarpanch Ji and the she said, Oye Randi Housewife come on get up. Come with me.