PART 24 (Pragya’s shopping with Rayan)
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Pragya woke up and stretched languidly, her movements gracefully lifted her boobs up in the air even in the cramped space, and a soft, contented sigh escaped her lips.
Both Opili and Rayan were sleeping either side of her boobs laying their head over her boobs.
As Pragya stretched both woke up.
“Doctor, please. We beg you,” Rayan started, his voice thick with emotion. “We came to grovel. To apologize for yesterday’s rude words. They were vile, hateful words. We spoke ill of Ranga and Koya. It was wrong.”
Rayan placed one palms in her feet pleading her while his other palm placed at her inner thigh.
Opili nodded as his fingers crashing her nipples. “My words, specifically, were poison, doctor. To say we would throw Ranga and Koya out of your life... What right do we have? Ranga is your great love, and Koya, you consider Koya as your son, whom you shelter, beggar or not. Our jealousy spoke, it was not us.”
Pragya looked at them, her eyes, usually warm and soft, holding a quiet firmness. “You spoke cruelly. You know how much
Ranga means to me. He is 60, yes, and he cleans toilets, but his heart is gold. And Koya is family. You should know how much I love Koya as my beta, poor soul, inside. Why do you attack what is dearest to me?”
“We were drunk on wickedness, Pragya,” Rayan confessed, bowing his head. “Please, forgive us. We wish you well, you know that. Don’t let one day of evil talk ruin it.”
Pragya sighed, the firmness softening into her usual generosity. “I cannot hold grudges, Rayan-ji. It steals peace. I forgive you both. But do not ever speak ill of my dearests again.”
Rayan’s face immediately brightened. “Thank you, doctor and for letting us enjoy your body and showing love to us, it made our life to the fullest. We want to buy you things. Dresses. Anything you desire.”
“Yes, Doctor . A beautiful sari for a beautiful doctor,” Opili urged.
Pragya smiled sweetly. “That is kind of you. But only after my duty is over. The hospital comes first. Meet me at the staff gate at two o’clock. Now, shoo. I need to get ready.”
Rayan and Opili quickly agreed, got dressed leaving the room and naked Pragya with half heart. But they want to enjoy the outing with her as soon as they can so they rushed
Pragya stood before her small, cracked mirror to prepare for the day. She was not vain, but the mirror could not hide the truth: her beauty was stunning. As she smoothed the wrinkles from her clean, simple white cotton sari, her skin, already glowing after the bath were shining, seemed to radiate health. Her high cheekbone structure that gave her face a noble air.
She braided her long, thick hair quickly, yet the movement of her strong, graceful arms was mesmerizing. The austerity of her room and clothing only seemed to amplify the inherent radiance that made her look more like a cinema heroine than a tired government doctor.
Soon, she was at the clinic. The usual rush of waiting patients, the peon—Rayan—already there, collecting files and organizing the queue. It was her usual routine of compassion and tireless work.
At two o’clock, Pragya finished her last consultation and emerged from the clinic, changing into another simple, faded blue cotton sari. Rayan was waiting for her, holding a thermos of water.
“Opili will join us later, doctor. He had a chore for Baba’s farm that couldn’t wait. Let’s head to town now. I’ve arranged transport.”
“An auto?” Pragya asked, smiling.
“The best scrappy one the village has! You know the bus only comes twice a day. The town is two hours away, so we must start.”
While They walked across the compound to the road where the rickety, old auto-rickshaw was waiting Rayan held his grip over her half bare navel and teased her, It made her tickled, and she started to move, laughing.
He gripped her waist with his hands harder and more looked into her eyes. They moved closer and closer till their lips met.
They started to kiss slowly and romantically. He grabbed her boobs with hunger and desire.
He squeezed them with his rough hands over her saree. she moaned in pleasure as his mauling was so rough, in the open pathway in that empty place
When He tried to unhooked her hooks of the blouse, she resisted it and she withdrew his hands thinking of getting caught by people there.
The sun was fierce, and the village climate, hot and humid, quickly made Pragya’s brow glisten. The sweat only made her look more beautiful and made her see through saree show more cleavage, adding a dewy glow to her skin and feast to the viewers.
They squeezed into the back seat. The driver, a skinny man named Suresh in his mid-twenties, immediately pulled the rearview mirror down to observe Pragya.
Suresh saw her not just as a beautiful woman, but as an impossible vision in this dusty, hard place. Her simple semi-transparent and drenched clothes failed to hide the elegant curve of her neck and boobs and navel.
The way she held herself, with a doctor’s quiet authority, combined with the soft, inviting look in her eyes, left him mesmerized.
For the entire two-hour journey, he kept stealing glances in the mirror, her boobs were jiggling when the auto pass though some potholes his gaze lingering on her boobs, her bare navel, and the gentle rise and fall of her breast as she breathed.
“Look at the road, Suresh! Your eyes are going to fall out!” Rayan snapped, hitting the back of the driver's seat repeatedly throughout the ride. As he could not take any advantage on her during the ride
Rayan - “She is a doctor, not an actress for you to stare at! Pay attention!”
But Suresh only grunted and continued his disrespectful observation until they finally reached the bustling town square.
As Pragya and Rayan were climbing out of the auto, Suresh slammed his hand on the steering wheel, turning around.
“Hey, beautiful doctor!” Suresh called out, his voice crude. “You are too fine to be a doctor I would die to see you in some adult films!” Before Rayan could react, the driver stomped on the accelerator and sped away, leaving a cloud of exhaust.
Pragya’s lips tightened in disgust, but she quickly recovered. “Well, that was rude. Come on, Rayan. Show me the sari shop.”
The first shop they entered was a medium-sized textile store, clean but crowded. Behind the counter stood two salesgirls.
The first, Priya, was bold and quick. The second, Rina, was shy and soft-spoken. Both instantly froze. They had never seen anyone so naturally beautiful enter their shop, especially not wearing such a faded, simple sari. Pragya looked like an angel or a Bollywood heroine who had somehow walked onto their cheap tiled floor.
“Who is this?” Priya whispered fiercely to Rina. “We must serve her! You take the back wall; I’ll take the silk!”
They immediately began quarrelling, both desperate to show Pragya their best silks. In the middle of their fight, they looked over at Rayan, standing beside Pragya, well-built but dark face and a creepy smile looking at Pragya’s ass. Priya’s lip curled in an expression of outright disgust, and Rina shared a quick, judging glance with her.
Rayan noticed the look. He puffed out his chest and spoke loudly, wrapping his hand possessively around Pragya’s arm.
“My wife needs to see the best saris. Show her the finest, girls. We are buying today.”
Pragya felt a sharp jolt of discomfort at his hand and the word ‘wife.’ Rayan was not her husband. Yet, she had seen the cruel, judgmental way the girls had looked at him. She knew that if she corrected him, they would treat Rayan, and perhaps her, with contempt. Pragya hated that kind of petty classism.
With a slight, strained smile, she played along. “Yes, show my husband the best, please.”
Pragya chose a few saris and was directed toward the small, wooden trial room at the back.
“I’ll wait right here, my angel,” Rayan announced, but following her into the cabin
Priya, whose frustration had been boiling, watched them approach the back. She liked Pragya’s face too much and couldn't bear the thought of her being paired with the rough-looking Rayan. She muttered under her breath, “Such an angel, trapped with such a dull man. Shame.”
Rina, on the other hand, was now blushing heavily. “It is true love, Priya! A beautiful woman choosing a strong, common man. So romantic!”
Pragya entered the small changing cabin. was about to close the door Rayan caught it and opened it with force Rayan came into the trail room came making her push to the wall and closed the door.
Rayan: Doctor just try this new saree in front me please !
Pragya: please go out … The girls and other people could see us .
Rayan – Don’t worry about that I will take care of everything. Saying that he tried to enter in finger inside her saree to her pussy
Pragya blushed – How? you only know how to take care of her ( her eyes pointed at her pussy)
Rayan smiled and pounced on her and started kissing her and feeling her all over, She was ready for the action as being in public and getting caught send spark in her spine. His strong and muscular hugged her tight and bite her neck.
Pragya – “ Ahh ,, don’t bite, it making me scream, we will get caught “she pleaded
Rayan - Then scream doctor, don’t distract me from your sexy body
Rayan was turning into an animal and he didn’t care if anyone would come in…..She was starting to enjoying this adventure. After that he pulled down his pants and made her kneel
Pragya – “You said you would gift me saree but seems like you are interested in getting yourself a gift’
Rayan - “This was also one of the gifts I planned for you my sexy doctor, now please accept the gift” he pointed his dick
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Pragya licked the tip of his cock and grabbed his balls which make Rayan moaning hard. Pragya was afraid some will come.
Pragya -: give it to me now (she teased him)
He grabbed her and enter her full dick in her mouth. His dick just slides in and out with ease
As she started to give him a passionate blowjob by licking his cock and sucking his balls. He was on cloud nine. He was trying very hard not to moan louder.
She kept on sucking his cock for 10 minutes and then he unloads his cum in her mouth
The load was huge as some were dripped on her side of her cheeks. Rayn felt prouder to see his cum on Pragya’s cheeks.
Rayan then tried to undress her but Pragya stopped.
Pragya – we could not continue here. The sales girl and other will get suspicious.
Rayan – Ok, I know a best spot no one will bother us there.
Pragya – Then show me the way, after purchasing the saree we can go there.
Rayan knew there was cum visible on her face but he wants to show the girls that he owns Pragya, so kept quiet
She went out of the trail room and handed over the saree to the sales girls
“I like this one very much. Now, can you show me some panties and bra? Just thin ones, perhaps a set of six?”
Both girl jaws drop seeing cum stains on Pragya cheeks, they exactly understood what happened in trail room. Pragya sensed something was wrong and while correcting her face she realised the cum on her face.
She made a angry look at the peon, who was smiling at her the entire time.
Priya started to move towards the inners section, but Rayan stepped forward, shaking his head.
“No, no, my love,” Rayan interrupted, speaking to Pragya but looking pointedly at the salesgirls. “You are more beautiful without them. I always love when you not wear them as always like now. Keep them bare.”
Pragya had no words to argue there she was in complete embarrassment. She left the shop even though she did not have a single innerwear in her closet.
The two girls exchanged a final, stunned look. This confirmed it for them. The man was not just her husband, but a man completely devoted to her simple, natural beauty. Priya sighed in defeat, while Rina swooned inwardly.
After she left Rayan purchased the sari and a few other simple items, paid, and left the shop.
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Pragya woke up and stretched languidly, her movements gracefully lifted her boobs up in the air even in the cramped space, and a soft, contented sigh escaped her lips.
Both Opili and Rayan were sleeping either side of her boobs laying their head over her boobs.
As Pragya stretched both woke up.
“Doctor, please. We beg you,” Rayan started, his voice thick with emotion. “We came to grovel. To apologize for yesterday’s rude words. They were vile, hateful words. We spoke ill of Ranga and Koya. It was wrong.”
Rayan placed one palms in her feet pleading her while his other palm placed at her inner thigh.
Opili nodded as his fingers crashing her nipples. “My words, specifically, were poison, doctor. To say we would throw Ranga and Koya out of your life... What right do we have? Ranga is your great love, and Koya, you consider Koya as your son, whom you shelter, beggar or not. Our jealousy spoke, it was not us.”
Pragya looked at them, her eyes, usually warm and soft, holding a quiet firmness. “You spoke cruelly. You know how much
Ranga means to me. He is 60, yes, and he cleans toilets, but his heart is gold. And Koya is family. You should know how much I love Koya as my beta, poor soul, inside. Why do you attack what is dearest to me?”
“We were drunk on wickedness, Pragya,” Rayan confessed, bowing his head. “Please, forgive us. We wish you well, you know that. Don’t let one day of evil talk ruin it.”
Pragya sighed, the firmness softening into her usual generosity. “I cannot hold grudges, Rayan-ji. It steals peace. I forgive you both. But do not ever speak ill of my dearests again.”
Rayan’s face immediately brightened. “Thank you, doctor and for letting us enjoy your body and showing love to us, it made our life to the fullest. We want to buy you things. Dresses. Anything you desire.”
“Yes, Doctor . A beautiful sari for a beautiful doctor,” Opili urged.
Pragya smiled sweetly. “That is kind of you. But only after my duty is over. The hospital comes first. Meet me at the staff gate at two o’clock. Now, shoo. I need to get ready.”
Rayan and Opili quickly agreed, got dressed leaving the room and naked Pragya with half heart. But they want to enjoy the outing with her as soon as they can so they rushed
Pragya stood before her small, cracked mirror to prepare for the day. She was not vain, but the mirror could not hide the truth: her beauty was stunning. As she smoothed the wrinkles from her clean, simple white cotton sari, her skin, already glowing after the bath were shining, seemed to radiate health. Her high cheekbone structure that gave her face a noble air.
She braided her long, thick hair quickly, yet the movement of her strong, graceful arms was mesmerizing. The austerity of her room and clothing only seemed to amplify the inherent radiance that made her look more like a cinema heroine than a tired government doctor.
Soon, she was at the clinic. The usual rush of waiting patients, the peon—Rayan—already there, collecting files and organizing the queue. It was her usual routine of compassion and tireless work.
At two o’clock, Pragya finished her last consultation and emerged from the clinic, changing into another simple, faded blue cotton sari. Rayan was waiting for her, holding a thermos of water.
“Opili will join us later, doctor. He had a chore for Baba’s farm that couldn’t wait. Let’s head to town now. I’ve arranged transport.”
“An auto?” Pragya asked, smiling.
“The best scrappy one the village has! You know the bus only comes twice a day. The town is two hours away, so we must start.”
While They walked across the compound to the road where the rickety, old auto-rickshaw was waiting Rayan held his grip over her half bare navel and teased her, It made her tickled, and she started to move, laughing.
He gripped her waist with his hands harder and more looked into her eyes. They moved closer and closer till their lips met.
They started to kiss slowly and romantically. He grabbed her boobs with hunger and desire.
He squeezed them with his rough hands over her saree. she moaned in pleasure as his mauling was so rough, in the open pathway in that empty place
When He tried to unhooked her hooks of the blouse, she resisted it and she withdrew his hands thinking of getting caught by people there.
The sun was fierce, and the village climate, hot and humid, quickly made Pragya’s brow glisten. The sweat only made her look more beautiful and made her see through saree show more cleavage, adding a dewy glow to her skin and feast to the viewers.
They squeezed into the back seat. The driver, a skinny man named Suresh in his mid-twenties, immediately pulled the rearview mirror down to observe Pragya.
Suresh saw her not just as a beautiful woman, but as an impossible vision in this dusty, hard place. Her simple semi-transparent and drenched clothes failed to hide the elegant curve of her neck and boobs and navel.
The way she held herself, with a doctor’s quiet authority, combined with the soft, inviting look in her eyes, left him mesmerized.
For the entire two-hour journey, he kept stealing glances in the mirror, her boobs were jiggling when the auto pass though some potholes his gaze lingering on her boobs, her bare navel, and the gentle rise and fall of her breast as she breathed.
“Look at the road, Suresh! Your eyes are going to fall out!” Rayan snapped, hitting the back of the driver's seat repeatedly throughout the ride. As he could not take any advantage on her during the ride
Rayan - “She is a doctor, not an actress for you to stare at! Pay attention!”
But Suresh only grunted and continued his disrespectful observation until they finally reached the bustling town square.
As Pragya and Rayan were climbing out of the auto, Suresh slammed his hand on the steering wheel, turning around.
“Hey, beautiful doctor!” Suresh called out, his voice crude. “You are too fine to be a doctor I would die to see you in some adult films!” Before Rayan could react, the driver stomped on the accelerator and sped away, leaving a cloud of exhaust.
Pragya’s lips tightened in disgust, but she quickly recovered. “Well, that was rude. Come on, Rayan. Show me the sari shop.”
The first shop they entered was a medium-sized textile store, clean but crowded. Behind the counter stood two salesgirls.
The first, Priya, was bold and quick. The second, Rina, was shy and soft-spoken. Both instantly froze. They had never seen anyone so naturally beautiful enter their shop, especially not wearing such a faded, simple sari. Pragya looked like an angel or a Bollywood heroine who had somehow walked onto their cheap tiled floor.
“Who is this?” Priya whispered fiercely to Rina. “We must serve her! You take the back wall; I’ll take the silk!”
They immediately began quarrelling, both desperate to show Pragya their best silks. In the middle of their fight, they looked over at Rayan, standing beside Pragya, well-built but dark face and a creepy smile looking at Pragya’s ass. Priya’s lip curled in an expression of outright disgust, and Rina shared a quick, judging glance with her.
Rayan noticed the look. He puffed out his chest and spoke loudly, wrapping his hand possessively around Pragya’s arm.
“My wife needs to see the best saris. Show her the finest, girls. We are buying today.”
Pragya felt a sharp jolt of discomfort at his hand and the word ‘wife.’ Rayan was not her husband. Yet, she had seen the cruel, judgmental way the girls had looked at him. She knew that if she corrected him, they would treat Rayan, and perhaps her, with contempt. Pragya hated that kind of petty classism.
With a slight, strained smile, she played along. “Yes, show my husband the best, please.”
Pragya chose a few saris and was directed toward the small, wooden trial room at the back.
“I’ll wait right here, my angel,” Rayan announced, but following her into the cabin
Priya, whose frustration had been boiling, watched them approach the back. She liked Pragya’s face too much and couldn't bear the thought of her being paired with the rough-looking Rayan. She muttered under her breath, “Such an angel, trapped with such a dull man. Shame.”
Rina, on the other hand, was now blushing heavily. “It is true love, Priya! A beautiful woman choosing a strong, common man. So romantic!”
Pragya entered the small changing cabin. was about to close the door Rayan caught it and opened it with force Rayan came into the trail room came making her push to the wall and closed the door.
Rayan: Doctor just try this new saree in front me please !
Pragya: please go out … The girls and other people could see us .
Rayan – Don’t worry about that I will take care of everything. Saying that he tried to enter in finger inside her saree to her pussy
Pragya blushed – How? you only know how to take care of her ( her eyes pointed at her pussy)
Rayan smiled and pounced on her and started kissing her and feeling her all over, She was ready for the action as being in public and getting caught send spark in her spine. His strong and muscular hugged her tight and bite her neck.
Pragya – “ Ahh ,, don’t bite, it making me scream, we will get caught “she pleaded
Rayan - Then scream doctor, don’t distract me from your sexy body
Rayan was turning into an animal and he didn’t care if anyone would come in…..She was starting to enjoying this adventure. After that he pulled down his pants and made her kneel
Pragya – “You said you would gift me saree but seems like you are interested in getting yourself a gift’
Rayan - “This was also one of the gifts I planned for you my sexy doctor, now please accept the gift” he pointed his dick
![[Image: 668084536_20783365_130_f525.jpg]](https://pixhost.to/show/10644/668084536_20783365_130_f525.jpg)
Pragya licked the tip of his cock and grabbed his balls which make Rayan moaning hard. Pragya was afraid some will come.
Pragya -: give it to me now (she teased him)
He grabbed her and enter her full dick in her mouth. His dick just slides in and out with ease
As she started to give him a passionate blowjob by licking his cock and sucking his balls. He was on cloud nine. He was trying very hard not to moan louder.
She kept on sucking his cock for 10 minutes and then he unloads his cum in her mouth
The load was huge as some were dripped on her side of her cheeks. Rayn felt prouder to see his cum on Pragya’s cheeks.
Rayan then tried to undress her but Pragya stopped.
Pragya – we could not continue here. The sales girl and other will get suspicious.
Rayan – Ok, I know a best spot no one will bother us there.
Pragya – Then show me the way, after purchasing the saree we can go there.
Rayan knew there was cum visible on her face but he wants to show the girls that he owns Pragya, so kept quiet
She went out of the trail room and handed over the saree to the sales girls
“I like this one very much. Now, can you show me some panties and bra? Just thin ones, perhaps a set of six?”
Both girl jaws drop seeing cum stains on Pragya cheeks, they exactly understood what happened in trail room. Pragya sensed something was wrong and while correcting her face she realised the cum on her face.
She made a angry look at the peon, who was smiling at her the entire time.
Priya started to move towards the inners section, but Rayan stepped forward, shaking his head.
“No, no, my love,” Rayan interrupted, speaking to Pragya but looking pointedly at the salesgirls. “You are more beautiful without them. I always love when you not wear them as always like now. Keep them bare.”
Pragya had no words to argue there she was in complete embarrassment. She left the shop even though she did not have a single innerwear in her closet.
The two girls exchanged a final, stunned look. This confirmed it for them. The man was not just her husband, but a man completely devoted to her simple, natural beauty. Priya sighed in defeat, while Rina swooned inwardly.
After she left Rayan purchased the sari and a few other simple items, paid, and left the shop.
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