Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

 
The three individuals remained silent like statues.
Sumi at the door...
Rajiv with his manhood out from his trouser in front of Sumi's mother...
and Dolly, knelt in front of Rajiv, holding his manhood, still in her hand.
"Are you done, or..shall I wait outside ?" Sumi asks coldly.
Dolly brings her hand down, slowly, it seemed so hard.
The words of Sumi had came down like a whip to both, even Rajiv, who with his all fantasy to enjoy both of them together, also remained silent.
In his fantasy, Rajiv would of course ask Sumi to join up or drag her himself, but in this real situation, he feels his di*k getting softened and smaller in each second.
Rajiv makes a mess while putting himself back into the trouser back and leaves without a word, promptly.
Rajiv knew, at least he needs to think of something, where he can pass all the guilt on Dolly herself. As of course, she is quite assured of her mother luring and seducing Rajiv, who was thinking what to cook up when he rushed away with his cycle.
Sumi kept waiting to the door till Rajiv's bike sound was gone and enters the room and keeps her collegebag down, silently.
Dolly sat in the same way, like a stone doll, without a word.
She knew what happened just now and that she will never be able to show her face to Sumi again.
Will she die ? But what will happen to her daughter for that ?
But how can she even live by with her daughter's hatred on her ?
"mom..." Sumi calls in a normal, cold voice.
"Don't call me mother beti...don't call me mother... main ma nahi hu teri... dayan hu dayan... mujhe ma mat pukar..." and Dolly breaks into a heart breaking anger and cry. All her helplessness, guilt, vulnerability and the shame being shameless comes out from the old woman's heart.
Dolly's face had turned red, her whole body trembled and she went almost mad in her guilt. She had made up her mind of showing Sumi where she kept all the money and she would, yes, she needs to bring an end to her life now.
A soft hand holds Dolly's neck, around, "mom...please... kya kar rahi ho... you will fall ill na..." Sumi suddenly hugs her mother and says, rubbing her face on her mother's weeping cheeks, "mom... maine sab sun li... I had entered just after Rajiv's... please mom... please..mat ro please..."
Dolly still shivered and cried, holding her daughter in her arms.
Upstairs Rao was getting too eager and anxious as he suddenly understood he is getting drunk. If Dolly would make more late, then hardly he would have time and energy left to enjoy her well. Rao gulps the rest of his booze, no, this cheap woman gives loose whenever she gets a chance. Today, Rao will teach her a lesson well for late. Rao pulls his thick, broad leather belt, from his trouser and with drooling steps walks towards the stairs.
Right then a panting body of a woman reaches on the lower steps of the stair and looking up, Dolly almost runs up with a gleeful smile to Rao, "aa gayee malik... kaha ja rahe they aap ?"
Rao looks the broken down woman, with his already drooling eyes. In his drunk eyes, Dolly's acting of submissive and being mohini didn't show up as Dolly was at the least point of her seduction level now.
Dolly rushed upstairs making Sumi stay and sleep in their room, and slipped of the saree in the corridor, and rushed in blouse and pettycoat to Rao.
Rao flogs the thick leather belt on Dolly's arm, with a medium hit.
"Ouch..." whispers Dolly, "apar chaliye na... fir jaha chahe, jitne chahe..." and giggles in a tired voice.
Her tiredness didn't affect the drunk landlord who puts the belt around her neck and drags himself upstairs.
He didn not have to drag Dolly, she followed submissively, but Rao had to carry his drunk huge body himself over the stairs.
Rao grins as they reach their room, gulping the rest of the glass and dropping his weight on the sofa as Dolly stood in front of him, with a submissive smile, awaiting his orders.
Dolly makes a peg on Rao's order and walk to Rao wagging her waist as much possible and lowers herself to Rao, "maalik... aapki ..." and finds Rao already snoring.
Dolly stares and calls Rao a few times again and gives his cheek a few pats.
Rao still snores and has passed off in booze.
A smile of relief fills Dolly's face. She slowly lowers Rao's body on the sofa and gives him a pillow which Rao hugs and snores louder.
Dolly gulps the peg she made for Rao, in two to three goes and walks to Rao's bed and sleeps over. She needs this rest.
The five fingers battled over the young crouch, scratching and rubbing the soft, pubic hairs of the little girl. The panty kept on creaking, making Sumi fear that it would tear off any moment. Sumi was in the fear that anyone may come over in the cabin too.
Horrified she whispered, "sir... sir..." in a pleading voice.
Shukla had gone mad with desire. Playing and fulfilling his dirty wishes has become a regular habit for him now. It had indeed, increased his conjugal life after long too.
Shukla's wife is very happy to see Shukla almost banging her every night, not knowing Shukla fantasizes the soft meat of Sumi.
Sumi knew she had to fall in front of thousand questions of being absent yesterday and was ready with her look today. Her oil sleeked wet hair was in two rope braids with matching clips with the uniform color. Naturally Sumi looked a bit overdone with the clips but she knew she had to.
In the break, she had to come to Shukla for talking about her absence of the previous day and was paying for her absence now.
Shukla holds and tugs a braid of the little girl, "kal kaha thi ?"
Sumi who shivered with the touches and was feeling jittery, meekly replies, "batati hu na sir..lekin..please..."
"Please kya ?...." Shukla tugs harder with a suppressed moan, "kya please...? ahhh"
Sumi gives a jerk and stops as her panty gives a creak, "haath nikaliye na sir... aise koi bata sakti hai kya..." and jerks and feels irritated with Shukla's nasty, perverted fingers poking in her cunt lips.
Shukla looks at Sumi for a second and grin, "thik hai.. nikalta hu ..." and pulls his hand out, also pulling off a single hair from the young girl's crouch.
The young girl bends in pain, holding her crouch and belly, tears of pain and helpless anger runs out from her eyes.
Shukla doesn't gives time for that and gives her braid a rough pull, "bata..abhi.."
"kal..kal..main..college a rahi thi... phir.. meri cousin se mili..." Sumi says with her head bent at a side with the tug.
"aur phir chudwane chali gayee uske saath... tu kisi ko bi nahi chodti..." Shukla wags the little girl's head around by her braid and giggles nasty.
"No..ouch..ahh... heard my chacha in in hospital..so..ahh... lag rahi hai sir..please...use..uh..dekhne gayee..."
Shukla leaves Sumi's hair and measures the girl for few seconds and right then the bell for break over was heard.
Sumi leaves a sigh of relief and ask Shukla sweetly, "sir... aj kitne bajey aau ?"
Shukla looks at Sumi for few seconds, "aj nahi kal...aaj party ka meeting hai..." and grins, "aur sun woh wala pan.. jaldi karna hai..kya bolti hai ?"
Sumi nods her head, "ji... zarror..".
"Kis plan ki baat kar raha hu,...pata hai na tujhe..." Shukla grins.
Sumi nods her head and keeps silent.
"Kaun si ?" Shukla ask with a perverted smile.
"ji..main class jau sir..bell.." Sumi tries to say with her face down.
"ma ch*d bell ki... bol..kaun si plan...?" Shukla giggles.
Sumi smacks her dry lips, "ji...mujhe lene ki..."
"Lene ke liye nahi..chodne ke liye..." Shukla grunts and giggles like an animal.
Sumi nods her head and repests before asking, "ji.. chodne ke liye..".
Shukla looks at the girl for a few seconds in amusement and says, "class jayegi na ?" Sumi nods her head, "ji..."
"Bolna you wre having a meeting with me about the scouting camp...if anyone asks you..." Shukla says.
"ji...kahungi..." Sumi says softly, "ab main jayu sir ?"
Shukla nods his head and suddenly calls her back, "idhar sun..." and pushes his own hand into his trouser from waist.
Sumi stands confused.
Dolly walks to the corridor a bit relived now. At least Sumi believed that Dolly didn't know about Sumi being knowing Patel anyway. Sumi understands it well and consoled her mother for that. It made Dolly much relived and the rest worked on her last light.
Again, she had a good news entering the office three minutes late.
Prasad sir is back in office and now Dolly is reporting to him as per his call.
Dolly gives a pat to her sixth sense which made her dress up well and different than other days.
Unlike other days, she wore a much toned down chiffon saree compared to other days. Her hair was shining with gel as she made a top bun over her head in Burmese style with braid around the bun.
Dolly walks in to Prasad's chamber and finds him sitting on the table, smoking.
This made Dolly a bit off and cautious.
It may be her superstition, but in her long years with Prasad she had seen, whenever Prasad is sitting on his table, rather from his chair or sofas, it gets something bad, at least for her.
Prasad grins like a hyena, "aa ja..there's great news for you...".
Dolly stands silent, waiting to listen like a stone.
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