Adultery Generous Beauty and her Adventure in Rural Village (Dr. Pragya's euphoria)

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Part – 22 ( Ranga’s gift to Pragya )


 
Dr. Pragya woke up as the first light of the sun touched her small window. Even right after all the exhausting session with  

Rayan, her face was a sight of quiet loveliness along with tiredness. Her skin shone with a soft light, like the smooth, yellow curve of a perfectly ripe banana.. And her lips, full and pink, looked like plump, ready-to-burst cherries. She was truly beautiful.

She quickly got ready, tied her hair back neatly, and put on the same simple cotton saree. And start her day to serve the poor people of the village.

Pragya reached her tiny government clinic, the Smell of their cum odour and a slight smell was all over her room.

Rayan was standing in the corner of the corridor and smiling at her with a proud face.
 
The clinic slowly filled up with village people: a mother holding a child with a fever, an old man with a cough, a farmer with a cut hand.

“Good morning, Kaka. Tell me, how is the leg pain today?” Pragya asked gently.

Rayan watched her from his small corner, feeling pride and a burning desire. She is so good, so beautiful. He can’t wait there he was scanning her nude body under her dress.

The waiting area finally emptied. Pragya was writing notes when a figure stepped into the room. It was Ranga the village toilet cleaner and her beloved lover.

Ranga smiled, showing yellowed teeth, and walked straight up to Pragya’s desk.

“Pragya, my beautiful doctor! You look like a full moon today!” Ranga declared in a thick voice.

Pragya left a soft smile. “Ranga. What brings you here?”

He held out a small, steel dish covered with a cloth. “I made this for you, doctor. All by myself. A special curry, just for your perfect lips.”

Rayan, who had been cleaning a shelf by the door, froze. He watched Ranga with a face full of hate.

Pragya uncovered the dish. Inside was a brownish-yellow liquid with pieces of something floating in it. It smelled strange and oily.

Pragya - “Oh, Ranga, that is so kind of you,”

 She took a small spoon and tasted it.

The taste was terrible. It was salty, sour, and bitter all at once, like spoiled food mixed with too much spice. Pragya’s stomach turned, and she felt a sudden rush of sickness up her throat. She quickly covered her mouth with her free hand, hiding her face for a moment.

“It’s… it’s wonderful, Ranga. So different! I can taste the effort you put in,” she lied, forcing a large, bright smile.

Ranga beamed. “I knew you would love it! Only the best for my rose.”

He leaned closer over the desk. And kissed her lips passionately she responded with a passionate kiss. Ranga enjoyed her juicy lips

Ranga - “Tell me, my flower, are you free this evening?”

Pragya looked worried. “I have many files, Ranga…”

Ranga - “No, no! Forget the files! I want to show you my most favourite place. It’s a special spot. It is a ruined old building near the big temple, the one deep inside the forest. It is a place I chill always where no one will disturb me. I will be there all day, from now until the moon rises. Please, come by evening. Say seven o’clock? It will be romantic.”

Pragya felt a knot in her stomach. “I… alright, Ranga. I will try to come. Anything my Ranga says.”

Ranga squeezed her lips softly. “Yes! You will love it! I must go now, my beauty. See you tonight.” He blew a kiss toward her and walked out, humming a little tune.

Rayan, who had been pretending to wipe the windows, saw everything. He saw Ranga’s big grin. He saw Pragya’s blushing and the way Ranga leaned close and kissed her. He couldn’t hear the words, but he saw the blushes—from the heat between Ranga and Pragya . He watched Ranga leave, and a storm of anger and jealousy started inside him.

As soon as the door closed, Pragya quickly grabbed the dish Ranga had left. She ran to the small sink in the corner and emptied the entire curry. She could not stop the gagging and quickly vomited into the sink, the terrible taste coming back up.



Pragya -“Ugh! That was truly awful!” she thought, washing her mouth quickly. “Why does he do this?”

The time passed, and the clinic was strangely quiet. Pragya looked at the clock. It was almost noon.

Pragya - “Rayan, where are all the patients? Has no one come for the last hour?”.

Rayan came back from outside.

Rayan - “Doctor, everyone has gone to the big wedding. Shankar's son is marrying in the next village. The whole town is celebrating.”

Pragya - “Oh, I see,”

Rayan looked at her, his face serious. “Doctor, you are tired. You should come with me. We can go to the wedding. It will be fun. Forget the clinic for one day.”

Pragya shook her head. “No, Rayan. Thank you, but I feel a little tired and you are the reason for that” she smirked her face to him.

Rayan suddenly stepped closer “Doctor, you are too good. Your whole damn body is so special. Why do you waste your time on that old man, Ranga? And not to forget about Koya?

Pragya frowned. “Rayan! That is none of your business. Ranga is special to me and i already said Koya is my son.”

Rayan’s voice rose, a mix of anger and pain. “Special? He cleans toilets! He is old and ugly! You are like a goddess! And 
Son? Koya is double your age. I am younger, I am stronger, I work hard for you. I would be a better partner for you! You should be with someone like me!”

Pragya stood up quickly. Her cherry-like lips were now pressed into a thin line. “Rayan! Stop this right now! This is my life and I choose the person I like. I like you too but You have crossed the line! Never speak to me about my private life again!”

Rayan stared at her, his face red with hurt and frustration. He looked down, turned without a word, and walked out, slamming the door harder than he meant to.

It was only one o'clock in the afternoon. The sun was fierce, a huge, hot ball in the sky. Yet, Pragya could not sit still. She felt restless and a strange, nervous energy moved her. She thought about Ranga.

Pragya – “He is waiting for me in that old ruin. He asked me to come” she thought. She felt a duty, a strange pull, to go and see this “special spot” he was so proud of.
She decided to go right away instead of waiting for the evening.

Pragya locked the clinic. She started walking towards the forest road.
The heat was heavy and thick. The sun beat down on her head, making the air around her seem blurry. Her cotton saree felt like a heavy blanket. Soon, sweat was pouring down her face and neck, making her hair stick to her temples.

Her semi transparent saree was now almost transparent.



She walked quickly at first, but the path was dusty and rough. She began to breathe heavily. Her chest felt tight, and her legs grew tired. She lifted the corner of her saree and wiped the sweat from her face. Her glowing skin was now shiny with sweat, and she looked exhausted.

Pragya - “Why did I come now? It is too hot,” she muttered to herself, stopping under a small tree to catch her breath. But she forced herself to keep walking.

She followed the narrow, overgrown path deeper into the forest, following Ranga’s directions. After what felt like an hour of hot, hard walking, she finally saw the stone wall of the old temple. A little further back, half-hidden by thick trees, was the ruined building.

Pragya pushed through a curtain of thick leaves and reached the ruin.
It was exactly as Ranga had described: half of the roof was gone, leaving a gaping hole open to the hot sky. Tall, wild grass and green bushes had grown up through cracks in the cement floor in one area. The other parts of the floor were cracked and dirty. It was quiet, dusty, and completely empty.

Pragya stood in the doorway, panting, completely exhausted from the walk.
“Ranga? Are you here?” she called out, her voice sounding small in the silent, ruined room.

She walked slowly around the space, stepping carefully over broken bricks and dry leaves.

“Ranga? It’s Pragya. I came early.”

There was no answer. She searched every corner, behind a cracked pillar, and looked out a window where the glass was all broken.

There was no sign of him. Ranga, the old toilet cleaner who was supposed to be waiting there all day for his 'beautiful doctor,' was nowhere to be found.
 
Pragya looked around the empty, ruined building. As she walked to a corner, she saw signs that someone had been spending a lot of time there.

On the dusty cement floor, there were several empty glass bottles that smelled like cheap alcohol. There were burnt ends of beedi (a small, thin cigarette common in India) and little empty packets of gutka (a type of chewing tobacco). And cum of Ranga all over the couch

Pragya thought – “ Ranga is on full mood here, the entire couch is filled with his  cum huh!!!”

In the same corner stood an old sofa. It was dirty, and the fabric was torn in many places, showing the stuffing inside. On the floor near the sofa and even on the armrest, Pragya saw sticky, reddish-brown stains—Ranga’s gutka saliva.

She sighed; this is his romantic spot? but does not disappoint her. Her kink inside her  woke up. She felt kind of aroused.

Pragya used her saree to brush some of the dust and the gutka stains off the sofa. She sat down, feeling exhausted and hot. She decided to wait for Ranga for a little while longer.

She was wondering the amount of cum dried and semi dried in the sofa.

But now, her stomach was turning over and over. Ranga’s terrible curry from the morning was finally taking its full revenge. 

She felt a cramping pain and knew she needed to find a toilet fast.

She jumped up and looked around the ruined building. “A toilet? How can there be a toilet here?” she thought, feeling embarrassed and worried. It was a broken, isolated ruin deep in the woods. There were no proper facilities.

The sun was still high and burning hot, making her sweat even more. She felt the urgency growing.
With no other choice, she took a bottle in the corner and she quickly went behind the building. The temperature burning her skin and she was sweating like hell.

 
Then she uplifts her sari and petticoat simultaneously. Her panty less pussy and ass were exposed in the open area and her the sun light directly hit her ass.
And sat on the ground. And started shitting in the ground. She felt ashamed because of shitting in the open place.
 
Pragya – “why did Ranga bring that spoiled food for me”

The temperature was growing high. As her ass was open towards the sun her ass was burning in the heat.
 
Then she groaned and farted loudly as she believes no one was there. But after 5 minutes I felt that someone had hit a very forceful slap on her right buttock chick. The slap was very hard and painful that she began urinating on the spot. But she liked that pain and knew it was Ranga so she didn't say anything she just looked behind. But saw no one.
 
Then she saw towards her right side of the buttock. she saw her buttock was sore in the shape of five fingerprints. she understood that Ranga was there anywhere. she remained silent. After one or two minutes she felt a very hard slap on her left buttock. This time stroke was in triple force and speed.
 
she felt dizzying and trees in front of her eyes were circulating and darkness came in front of her eyes. she saw stars on a hot afternoon. And my asshole began farting and shitting draining everything inside her.
 
Pragya looked behind and she saw Ranga was standing behind her.
 
Pragya – “What was that about Ranga, I though you love me “

Ranga – “Yeah I love, and that is why I own you, all your body belong to me”

Ranga was totally drunk and he was high, his breath smelled off beedi and his saliva was filled with gutka, he was drenched in sweat and liquor.

Pragya understood immediately. "Ranga, you are completely drunk," she stated, her voice flat with disappointment.

Ranga – “Why you disappointed my queen, I will be so much better when I’m drunk”

He told her to sand up. she took the bottle of water to wash her buttocks. But he kicked her bottle and all water poured on the ground. she saw at him with dirty buttocks. He told her to stand up and he hit a big slap on her buttock.
 
She held her sari and petticoat in her hands up to the waist. He told her to go to the other side of building where see can wash herself from the tap water. she felt shy. But she walked towards the other side to the water tap by holding her sari and petticoat up and wearing panty at knees and he was following me.
 
He was seeing both buttock cheeks and dirty asshole. And he was laughing loudly. When they reached the water tap he asked her to  turn around and bend down. she made her buttocks towards the tap and bent down. Then he fill the water from the bucket and took water in his right handful and washed roughly her dirty ass.
 
He took 4-5 handfuls and washed all shit particle on her ass. He washed her ass with his rough hand. she felt erotic with all his actions. After that Ranga immediately inserted his middle finger in Pragya’s anus. She jumped on the spot.
 
Pragya – “Ranga, you are in the wrong hole wake up”

Ranga – “No darling I’m in the right hole and I’m fully awake”

He was inserting his middle finger of his right hand deep and deep into her asshole. She was
jumping 3-4 feet in pain and joy. After fingering her ass for 10 minutes he removed his lungi and underwear and put it in her mouth and lifted her on his shoulder and held her nude ass fruits tightly in his tight arms.
 
And he walked towards the couch inside the ruin. Her ass was fully exposed into the air she held up her sari in her hands. She couldn't move with the grip of the old man's arm. He came under the roof near the couch. she felt comfortable as she escaped from the sun.
 
He put her on the couch. She sat on the dirty couch I checked her body and saree his cum her sticking all over her saree and her bare ass. The next moment, he jumped on her like a bull. And kissed her like a mad. He was spitting her and kissing her and biting her lips.
 
Then he held her tongue in his mouth and sucked her tongue like hungry dog. He was sucking all juice of her tongue in his mouth. Then he removed her blouse and took the charge of her boobs he sucked every inch of her boob for quite a long time.