Misc. Erotica A TRUE STORY : POVERTY TO WHORESHIP

[manigopal]

Dolly could feel her hands tremble as she came out of the bath. Was it just the call that she needs to attend or is it something bigger that her sixth sense has been ticking.
The woman was quite startled when she got a call from SDhukla ji the previous eveing, stating that a car will pick her up tomorrow at nite thirty, he need to talk to her. Dolly, as expected
confirmed. It would either be about Sumi, or there could be just a chance that Shukla ji wanted her instead.
Dolly brethed hard, if only she could suceed in deviating Shukla ji's attention towards her. Her daughter could atleast take some real breathing.
As a mother, Dolly could far well understand what turmoils go through her little daughter while she returns from the tution each night.
Her face would be darkened and eyes red, with supressed fumes of anger.
Dolly knew it was a difficult job, a mission impossible, considering the singular kind of sickness Shukla has for her daughter, but she would try nevertheless.
Dolly had been thinking over in the shower and awaiting for her daughter to leave for college.
Glancing at the watch she almost froze. It is about ten past nine, and she is far from being ready.
She needs to walk nearly quarter a mile to reach the place of pickup too, that would take her about ten minutes too!
The old woman, dropped her wet saree that was wrapped around her on the floor and desparetly started searching the closets.
Naked, with her huge hanging tits, her droopy belly, wet hairs sticking over her back and chest, huge bulgy ass - Dolly suddenly looked at herself in mirror.
Is she still capeble to serving her body to men?
Do they really enjoy?
A fear gulped her in a second.
What if men stops using her now?
How would she run the family?
For years now she had been selling her body only for living, what would she sell now ?
Confused and disoriented thye old woman quickly dbangs herself in a saree, leaving her bran and panty, and only wearing a blouse and petticoat.
As a matter of fact, she rather chose a soft, cotton saree as Shukla may not appreciate her whorish look at first.
In her well oiled hair, which almost was an oil factory today, dolly made two braids and then making them into two buns
with a clear mid-parting. Being aware of that she needs to walk on the road like this, Dolly was no more in choise of dressing as she
wanted. Her mirror image had made her frightful enough.
Rajiv passed through his work schedules throughly.
Indeed, this was an excellent chance taken.
The office abroadf and the businesses were off for a long weekend, and he was not stupid to not take the chance upon.
His hard dreams was tolling him too far.
But again, being a man of words, apprarently, he decdided to call his parents with some pointers he wanted to speak about.
Dolly wiped her face with her pallu, as she woke inside the seculuded bungalow outside the town.
Though it had been a bit more than a quarter of an hour's journey, and that too in an air conditioned car, she had been sweating profusly.
Not only because of meeting Shukla, which she was well aware that she can handle him, it was more of the tension of their future.
With Rajiv abroad now, the whole scenario has changed.
Not only the marriage seems far fethched, but also her daughter will be subject to lot of peoples attension, who
would just use her now.
And Dolly was dead against it.
As she walk inside the semi dark spacious lounge of the bungalow pushing the door open,
she was rather at ease to find out Shukla sitting on a single sofa.
At least the mutual preys were face to face.
Shukla walked towards Dolly as she walked in, his eyes shining with extreme lust.
Dolly smiled coy and just turned around 360 dsegress in full to give a full preview of her hairstyle.
Her both buns now adorned two different color wild flowers that she managed to pluck on her way.
"Good morning maalik..." Dolly spoke in a soft, submissive, well trained voice. A tone that her daughter was supposed to
communicate with Shukla. The tone of a sex slave.
Shukla's eyes were bursting in excitement but he somehow managed himself.
He wanted the woman stripped, down on her knees and rub her clear hair parting under his balls.
But now for work.
"Wait for a moment,..." Shukla said in a semi cordial and dry tone and walked out off the room.
Must have been gone to ask the driver to leave, Dolly assumed and stood there.
A couple of minutes passed, but Shukla didn't return.
Dolly started feeling a hurry in her mind, the faster the business starts, better it is.
Tensed and agitated, Dolly walks up to the window.
Isn't that Shukla's car? Isn't that Shukla sitting inside ?
But the car drove out of the bungalow towards the town!
Right then a firm grasp took her from behind.
Dollly gasped and turned.
"Tarun..!" Dolly felt lkike seeing a ghost. Shukla arranging her to get with Chopra was so unbelievbable!
Before she could rect, the husky voice said,"Ohh...I missed you sooo much !..." and instantly she felt her lips taken and the old woman lost her senses.
It was only after two hours, when she got her sense back to talk about.
Being lost in Chopra's arms and his maddening love, had always been against her strong wishes.
Now, lying naked, open haired, rubbing her face on Chopra's chest, thee old woman sulked,"so, now you remembered me?"
Chopra left a small sigh and said,"Things were not proper Doll... you know that yourself... I did wanted to...but you know...the way you raged
off last time..."
A flash of hot blood gused over Dolly's face.
Their last meeting, where Chopra and Prasad and Siddu wre asking her to hook up Vick again.
She was heart-broken. She lost her job because of Chopra. Her love couldn't let her cheat upon.
"Did you give any rethought on that matter Doll?" Chopra asked.
Dolly suddenly sprung up on the bed," Don't tell me please that you are asking me now to do that..."
Chopra looks at Dolly's buring eyes.
With a moments pause he takes the old woman's droopy left boob in in his, sqeezing it.
"i am indeed asking you to! Action fast on it..."
Dolly felt petrified.
The blinding kisses, the immense and close mating, all was false.
A single drop of tear rolled from her eyes.
"Doll...you are not getting me dear... even in case you don't want...they will make you do it..."
The old woman looks at Chopra with glaring eyes,"you can kill me, but I won't do it..."
Chopra looks at Dolly for a couple of seconds and leaves her tit,"You remember Inspector Dicky... don't you?"
Dolly smiles a painful smile,"So that's what you will do Tarun? Make me get beated black and blue and tortured the hell out of me? And what, if I say I will endure that too, and don't agree...?"
Tarun leaves a sigh, visibly irritated.
"You are such an head-strong woman! How would you think that I would let anything like that happen! Dicky is a bastrad, a sick bastard..."
Dolly giggles loud,"I know... more more more than you darling! ...To him even Siddu is..."
Chopra cuts her off between.
"Ity's not about you Doll! They would get your daughter to him! Sumi! ..And I really don't want that...I came to know about that yesterday, and I was feeling restless, so I asked Jiju to... please understand, Sumi's a child
to me too...In reagrd to our relationship...I ...I took the liberty of asking Prasad to wait for two days..."
Suddenly Dollyt felt her whole world shook underneath.
Sumi in hands of Dicky!
She felt like killing Prasad for his plot, as she knew well, Siddu won't drag family into business.
But she knew, helplessly, she can't.
Her tears dried off in suddenly horror and she grasped Chopra's hand," Please...help me...I will do anything you say..."
Sumi was startled and flustered in the afterenoon.
Feeling rather less tressed for Shukla not being at college today, she was much in her normal self.
It was the last period of college, when the college peon came and informed Sumi had a call in office room.
Rather surprised, she had taken the call and found it to be Shukla's.
Shukla seemed losty in his thoughts and informed her curtly that he won't be taking classes today and Sumi should come at 8 PM to meet him to his house.
She expected a day as a leave for her, but it changed.
Whenever Shukla calls her over at night, he takes a hell lot of time, keeping on detaining her for dryhumps and hairjobs.
Dolly sat on the crumpled bed, though it was evening, she hadn't put the lights on.
As Sumi walked in from the bath, she put on the lights,"What happened ma?"
Dolly looks at her daughter sweetly and smiles,"Nothing beta..."
"There is! What are you thinking of?"
Dolly shook her head and smiled again,"Nothing dear..." In reality she was thinking a lot!
She had been called at 10 tonight in her office.
Chopra implored Prasad and others, explaining Dolly is extremely sorry for her actions last time and she needed their support.
Dolly sat calm as she heard Chopra subtly describing her being a tactical shameless whore, who can manage anu situation.
And since, Dolly is agreeing, there's no use of pulling family in it.
"Again you are lost in somethging Mom !" Sumi exclaimed.
Dolly laughed out,"Kuchh nahi beti... I will make you some food... but why did you bath now in the evening!"
Sumi's smiling face got dimmed instantly, "woh... Shukla sir... 8 bajey..."
Dolly lets a painful sigh pass, "I am making the dinner also... sun... main raat ko nahi rahungi...kuch...kaam.." and she abruptly stops.
The helpless mother and daughter looks at each other and pass a painful smile.
Dolly hurries up to the small passage they call kitchen, making an instant nooodles for her daughter. She could see her daugher, dressed in an old pair of skirt
and tee, is now making her hair.
Sumi didn't want to evoke up Shukla sir's anger anyway, choosing to do his favorite classing middle parting twin braid, folded at both sides in a single loop.
Dolly tried to hide a sigh.
Her daughter had learnt the hard way.
She knows to dress up to the occasion and the user.
A sharp pang of frustation and anger coagulated in her stomach. How diplomatically Shukla had kept himself clear from everything. He maintained his image in front of
Tarun. She knew from her trained eyes and instint, had it not been Tarun around, Shukla would atleast use her in his own way for once. For the way Shukla had been looking
at her queer hairstyle, which later Tarun been exclaimed off, asking her the reason for such a stupid hairdo.
"Beti, make sure you close the door and sleep... I will call you when I am back..." A painful yet normal conversation.
Sumi smiled, "You don't worry ma... I ..."
Dolly rather felt better as she cooked, facing her back to Sumi but turned around to see the abrupt stop of Sumi and froze immediately realizing the reason.
Dolly and Sumi both lost their sppechees looking at Rajiv.
"What a dissapointment..." Rajiv laughed, "neither my fiancee nor my mom in law is haoppy to see me..."
Though Dolly herself was horrified seeing Rajiv suddenly, Sumi somehow felt a gush of happiness and emotion in her heart.
The little girl suddenly felt relieved.
Rajiv's presence meant a lot to her. A security.
Ever since Rajiv was gone, she felt more like a piece of meat on the street, dogs are tearing apart.
It was much a vulnerable moment for her.
The little girl's face elated with eternal happiness and her eyes moistened with happy tears.
Rajiv grinned smiling at Sumi.
"Seems that I have stopped you from going to any service... ?"
"I..was going for tuition Rajiv... but will stay with you ...won't go..." Sumi said firmly.
"I guessed so..." Rajiv chuckled looking at her looped braid at one side and a half finished low pony on the other.
"But not tonight...I am going home now...tomorrow at 4 PM i will pick you up... along with you... Maa ji..." Rajiv smiled a dirty grin to Dolly.
Dolly tried to clear her throat, but Rajiv snapped his finger calling Sumi close.
As the little girl stood in front of him in a coy face he whispered, "I missed you so much Sumi... I have been dreaming of those lovely lips of yours..."
Sumi's heart was overwhelmed, awaiting for Rajiv to kiss her on her lips.
"Sumi..."
"Ummmm..." the little girl felt mesmerized almost forgetting her mother present.
"Get down on your knees..." Rajiv pulled down his zipper wanking himself out, erected.
"I want your lips here...."
Sumi looks up at Rajiv for a moment.
Then without saying a word, she kneels down in front of Rajiv and opening her mouth mechanicallyforwards her head to let the manhood enter her mouth.
Rajiv grabs her head hard but doesn't chokes her.
"Let's see how your mom's been training you for our married life... " Rajiv giggled in a trembling voice.
Sumi stood momentarily still and then started rolling her tongue like brush over and under Rajiv.Her trears of joy have dried up by now.
Rajiv felt butterflies in his waist and back.
Grabbing Sumi's hair hard, he looks up at Dolly whose eyes were bursting out in anger and frustation.
Rajiv grinned sticking his tounge out in a nastay way and then indicates Dolly to pull her saree up.
Dolly froze in anger and his audacity.
Rajiv makes a face indicating the same pointing his finger.
With blind rage Dolly grabs her saree and pulls it up at a go and reveals her old used cunt in front of her son in law.
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