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Purva's journey to Ramu's village

It was so unbearable for me. I was dying in anticipation. There she was getting fun with those beggars and here I was reading her 6 years old emails. I was so anxious that My dick was not erecting anymore. But my heart was pounding heavily.

I got up from the bed and drank some water and lit a cigarette. I'm not a regular smoker. But you can understand my situation then.

I switched on the AC and then sat on The bed again.

I opened the next email.

That one was the longest one I could see.

Coincidentally the date was the same as the present day and the month of May. The mail had been sent after two days since the first mail.

And Here is the mail.

"" Hi dear,

I know you are feeling lonely in the house.

Or maybe busy in the office with your boring work.

But I think this mail would give you much much much pleasure I think.""

Here I loughed in my mind. I would have had much much much fun, if I had read the mails on time, 6 years ago.

But anyway the Truth is I am always mesmerized by her narration and her involvements in various kinds of kinky and risky adventures. And the more kinky she got I became more lusty.

Anyway I continued reading.

"Tarun, I'm really sorry for this sudden and immediate decision. But I know you must understand my mind. I couldn't reject the alluring offer from our society watchman Ramu.

Do you know what he told me that I have to perform a dance in front of a gathering in skimpy clothes or maybe without clothes if possible. As I said before leaving, I came here to give Ramu's two cousins, Sunil and Kapil, their first experience of sex, so that they become real men. I don't know how true the ritual is, but Ramu told me that the groom has to meet with a married woman and have sex with her to gain experience. I don't care about its truthiness, I was just thinking about the sex. I was happy to hear that I will get two more new cock and more of all two Virgin cock.

Hearing about that I couldn't control myself and I had to agree to come with him to his village.

But I was also afraid. So, I told Ramu that I've some pre-decided programs and Apu is also not good. So I've to think and I'll let him know soon, If I am coming with him or not.

He quickly disrobed my silk robe and planted a kiss on me. And he pinched my nippples which were swellen by the torture of Puskar and his friends.

But this action made me more tipsy and I was craving to fuck him, right there right then.

We were standing on the doorstep. And the door was open.

I was afraid of the laborers. They might come at any moment. Or Sazid could have come also. And it could be dangerous. But luckily no one came.

He just planted a kiss and pinched my nippples and then was about to move his head back.

But your desperate slut wife held his head on the position and continued kissing him.

Don't know Tarun, where will this lead me. I'm becoming more desperate and shameless day by day. I'm losing control of myself. My lust is capturing my brain. I decided that let anybody come and see me fucking this guy.

Let Sazid come. I don't care. This is my body, my mind. I'm the owner of my holes. I'll decide which dick goes in my holes.

I don't care or fear him.

But Ramu had something different in his mind.

He pushed me back and told me to decide fast, so that we could leave fast.

I was not sure. That's why I had called you. And thanks dear for encouraging me. You are the best hubby in the world.

After your encouragement, I decided to come with Ramu.

But then I thought about Sazid and his proposal to marry Mushtaq and become his wife for 15 days.

I was confused.

I called Sajid and told him that I agreed with his proposal. But I need some days.

He asked how many days and why?

As Ramu told me, we will come back on monday. Yes I've to spend 7 days in his village and 2 days traveling.

So I told Sazid that I've to go to my sister's house to take care of Apu and I've to settle down many things as I've to stay with Mushtaq for 15 long days. I told him I'll be free from next week and I'll go to his slam on Wednesday or Thursday next week.

Sazid became very happy and he couldn't doubt my trip with Ramu.

After getting encouragement from you and managing Sazid I called Shipra and told her that I'm going to a necessary trip in tribal villages with the NGO I am involved with. So she had to take care of Apu for three or four weeks.

And your Lovely sister in law willingly agreed to take care of Apu.

So, if she asked you about me, please tell her this story and if some laborers or Sazid or Rasul come for water or something and ask you where I'm, then please tell them that I'm in Shipra's house. I know they will not dare to come or ask you. Yet if they come then tell them this story.

And please visit Shipra's house regularly and inform me about my Apu.

Anyway after arranging everything I put on some light makeup and wore an ordinary and old saree and a blouse as I had to travel with a labor class village people. So I had decided to look like an ordinary woman, not a rich woman.

I reached his small hut.

Ramu was eagerly waiting for me. He requested me to sit on the cot.

He was so happy. He never thought that I would come.

And then the pervert handed me two tiny pieces of clothes.

One small pink coloured tank top and a tiny mini skirt.

But what I discovered later was that these were not exactly tank tops or skirts.

He must have bought those from some roadside vendors, who used to sell their product on a hand pull cart.

The materials were so cheap.

The teenage girls used to wear these kinds of tank tops as inner garments. I've seen poor girls used to wear these kinds of tank tops as an inner, instead of a bra, underneath their top.

My top has two very thin straps on the shoulders and it has a U shape neck with some cheap Lacy design.It is actually a teenage camisole.

And I think the skirt is also made for teenagers.

It's a teenager's midi skirt. But for me it would be a smaller skirt. If not micro but smaller than a mini skirt.

Ramu told me to try the dresses on.

I asked for what?

What he replied blew my head.

He had planned those clothes for me to wear and travel with him in a passenger train. And more of that he didn't reserve any seat for us as the decision was sudden and he was not assured that I would agree with him. So we have to travel in an unreserved general compartment.

You may be thinking that I didn't agree with him.

But imagining that I'm traveling in a train and in a crowded general compartment full of cheap and dirty people and in a skimpy cheap two piece of cloth, made my cunt wet. Juice started leaking from my pussy and my mouth started releasing saliva.

Yes I was worried and afraid. But the slut inside me subsidized all the worry and scare.

I was eager to board the train in those clothes.

But I was also scared.

Then Ramu insisted that I should check the clothes.

I was wanting to hear that from him.

He didn't finish his words and I started to remove my saree and then the blouse and became naked within a minute.

I was desperate to get naked in front of him and show my naked body to him. He he he.

Anyway, I wore the top. It was 1 or 2 sizes smaller than my size. But I stretched the material to its extreme limit and succeeded in wearing it. But the tight cloth got stuck to my skin like a skin. My nippples were trying to make a hole through the fabric to release pressure. And my boobs were pressing out from the sides. Half of my side boobs were on display. My boobs were pressing upside in this small camisole. And the result was that the quarter forth of my upper boobs were actually under the thin quarter inch straps of the camisole. And the hem was ending just above my navel. The thin material was creating an illusion of my body through the fabric.

The skirt was also a tricky one.

In the back, it was somehow just covering my ass cheeks and to the front it was coming 2 inches below my pussy.

I looked at Ramu in disbelief.

I asked Ramu, how can I board a train like this? I would have been Ra*ed in the train.

He smiled and said, don't you want this?

What could I reply to? I told him the truth that I'm desperately wanting to do this but…It's so erotic. But…

But if things go out of control then? If they killed me?

He said, don't worry. Just go with the flow and I'm with you. So don't worry. Just cooperate with the people in the boggy. Don't try to protest the people and let them do what they want to do with you and answer them with a gentle smile. Everything will be fine. Only you will get some unforgeable pleasure and a memorable erotic journey.

He came closer to me and pulled the straps down and removed the top. I lowered the skirt and stepped out of it.

He kissed me and rubbed his palm on my boobs. And whispered, are you ready?

I whispered, if you are assuring me that I'll be fine then I'm ready.

He pushed my shoulder down and I realized what he wanted.

So I squatted down and

Then I unzipped his pants and gave him a 15 minute long blowjob.

I was actually wanting to take his dick into my anus. As you know, I was holding that door knob inside my anus for more than 30 hours. And after removing that from my asshole I was feeling empty. So I turned back and lowered my face to the floor and rubbed my ass on his dick. But he pulled my hair and said Purva , we don't have much time for these now. Just suck me and then we have to leave.

So I had to suck him off.

His ziz hit my throat and I swallowed it all. Though, some of it squeezed out of my mouth and fell on my cheeks.

I just rubbed them on my cheeks and lips.

Then I stroked his dick on my lips and rubbed it all over my face, my nose and my eyes and my forehead and then again gave it a few strokes and cleaned it with my tongue.

Ramu asked me to wear the top and skirt again and then wrapped the saree on it.

So I left the blouse and the petticoat on his floor and wrapped the saree on my skirt and the top."

I was reading the mail. When Purva called me and told me that the security officer had caught her and when I started reading the mail, my dick was not rising in anxiety.

But now My dick was tearing my shorts. I was squeezing it down but then I pulled the shorts down to my knee and started rubbing it slowly.

Imaging the scenes described by Purva in the mail was so erotic. Did she actually board a train in that near naked clothes? Oh my god!!!!

I lowered the foreskin and stroked my dick furiously. But then stopped and started reading the mail again.

Ufff I am thinking about it. I'm just getting horny by only reading this. Then what was her mental situation at that time? Fear, desperation, arousals. No woman could do that. Other women would receive a heart attack in that situation. But my Purva is a real slut. I know only she could handle that excitement.

Anyway, I started reading again..

" Tarun, I was ready to go with him in those skimpy clothes only. But he suggested to me that people can suspect me and scandalize me if they saw me in those clothes. So I should have wrapped the saree on those clothes.

So I wrapped the saree and got out of his hut.

He said that I should go separately. Not with him. So I went to the auto stand and was waiting for him.

The saree was sticking and puzzling between my legs.

And the top was visible through the thin fabric of the ordinary georgette saree.

I know that people could see the exposed parts of my boobs from the top. And I couldn't pin the pallu with any blouse. So the pallu was frequently falling down from my shoulders. And I had to adjust that frequently.

I wrapped both my shoulders with the pallu.

But the pallu was frequently slipping down. So after some time I stopped adjusting it and placed the pallu only on my left shoulder and held the edge of the pallu with my right hand.

I was waiting at the auto stand.

A few auto drivers stopped their auto and asked me, Madam Kaha jana hai? Where will you go?

I just nodded my head and said, no where.

They gave me a mischievous smile and lusty look and drove away. But then an auto came and asked me the same question. And I replied the same. Then the driver surprised me by saying, You are looking so raapcheek, Randi. Come with me. I'll show you heaven.

And just then Ramu came. He shouted at the driver and said come on madam.

I followed him and we took another auto.

In the auto Ramu slipped the pallu down and started playing with my boobs over the top.

The driver was watching us through the looking mirror. But to my surprise he didn't say anything.

And I didn't look outside. So I don't know what the on goers saw inside the auto. And I don't know what they think about me if anyone sees me. I'm sure many had seen me. But I didn't care or think of that at all. I was lost in my sexual ecstasy.

We reached the station and we went inside the platform.

Luckily that platform was not so crowded.

Ramu told me to go to the toilet and leave the saree there. As I have no need of any extra cloth for the rest of the trip.

I've come out of the toilet wearing only those skimpy clothes, without any bra or panties. Only the tight camisole and the skirt.

Breeze air flew under my frilly black polka dot skirt.

I felt a shiver in my pussy. My nippples got erected and were Pocking straight through the thin fabric of the top. My boobes were bouncing as there was no bra support.And only one fourth of my melons and my areolas were covered by that top. Otherwise my boobs were spilling out from the sides and the top of that camisole.

I was so nervous that I couldn't explain.

That was the last point from where I still could return back. I thought for a moment that I shouldn't do that and let return back.

But my legs voluntarily forwarded towards the platform where Ramu was standing.

Ramu asked, are you ready?

I was trying to say no. Ramu let me go back.

But my mouth said, yes I'm ready Ramu. Let's do it.

Ramu held my shoulders and jerked them and said, yes. Ok Purva then listen carefully.

Here we don't know each other. You are traveling alone. Ok.

I asked why?

He explained that, if the people think that I'm alone, then they will interact with me without any fear. And I will be able to have more fun with them.

He said, don't panic and don't protest. Let them do whatever they do. If I protest then they may force me. So better I submit myself to them and become their adult toy.

I thought his logic was right. So I agreed.

Then he took my purse and the phone.

Now what little money I was carrying had gone. Also my phone was not with me anymore. So, now in any situation I couldn't call for help from anyone.

Ramu put my money and phone in his jute handbag.

And he said that I've to be dependent on the passengers for food and water, as I had no money with me.

And he will be following me from a little distance.

After taking elaborate instructions from him I started following him.

After crossing a few compartments he stopped in front of a door.

A group of very young men were standing at the door, booking the entrance.

They were smoking bidi and chewing gutkha.

One of them spit out the red saliva and tapped on his companion's shoulder.

All stopped talking and turned towards me.

They were literally banging me with their eyes.

One man asked Ramu, where Will you go?

He said, I've to go to Gaderi, is there any space inside the boggy?

He smiled and said, yes yes. Come in.

Ramu got in.

They gave him space. And I followed Ramu.

But when I was entering, no one gave me any space.

So I had to squeeze in through the bodies.
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