Episode 60
Faliha then brought the bucket of water as instructed and dadi maa started to pour water over her. “Saaf koro “
As she continued to cry continuously for getting into this whole thing, after what seemed like 15-20 minutes Mushtaq finally woke up from his sleep. He saw his dear wife sitting on the floor beside the bed near the door itself, crying like a baby. “Arre randi, kya hua? ro kyu rhi hai?“, he said getting onto the floor with her. Purva felt like she finally found some real comfort and cried loudly resting her head on her husband’s shoulders. Mushtaq seemed quite shocked as he saw her wife’s nude body completely red and wet with hand marks all over. “Arre randi, bata toh sahi kya hua?”, he said consoling her, gently brushing his wife’s hair. Purva seemed at loss for words as she continued crying on Mushtaq’s shoulder. Mushtaq by now got an idea as to what happened to Purva at the milk booth. He got up and brought some water for his wife, who was still on the floor. “Yeh le, pehle thoda paani pi, aur mujhe bata kya hua…”, he said earnestly.
Purva took the glass of water and dunked it in one go. Her uncontrollable tears had now started to subside slowly and she regained her composure, though she still preferred to say nothing. Mushtaq made his nude wife sit in his lap but did not say anything. He did not want to push her too hard for information and waited for her wife to feel better. He softly massaged her tits with both his hands lovingly. It was clear that she was subjected to some very humiliating experience as her breasts were red and swollen and so was her face. The couple spent a few silent minutes still on the floor, as Purva started to feel normal again. Her tears had stopped, and now that she was in the hands of her husband locked inside their house, she finally felt better. Still, Mushtaq continued to softly rub on her swollen breasts trying to cover all of the flesh uniformly. Finally, after some more time, still on the floor with Purva in his lap, Mushtaq said, “Meri randi, ab bata mujhe kya hua…”. Purva finally started to speak and told her the whole story. How she was abused and insulted by the slum women and slapped and spit on like a cheap low-life. She told him all the names they called her repeatedly, “loudi”, “randi”, “besharmi”, “kutti” etc. She then told him how dadi maa came to her rescue and how she was poured water for her to get clean. She then told her how dadi maa warned her that if ever she appeared naked again near the milk booth, she and other slum women would not just slap her but beat her with slippers.
Mushtaq didn’t know what to say. It was after all his idea that Purva go out naked to the milk booth and deal with the slum women. Now, they had completely humiliated her to the core in front of all and sundry. “Sorry meri raand, meine hi tujhe yeh karne ko kaha”, he said and kissed her softly on the lips. Mushtaq really felt sorry for her that she had to face such humiliation from the slum women for all to see.
Purva finally said, “Ab rehne do Mushtaq ji, woh aurat bohot khatarnaak hai…“.
Mushtaq was clueless as to what was to be done. He at least wanted to avenge Purva’s humiliation in some way, but was scared that it might again end up in Purva’s humiliation. He was aware that the bunch of lady folks at the slums were difficult to deal with, but he did not guess such a thing would happen. He immediately called his best buddy Sajid for help on the matter.
“Sajid bhai, free hai abhi?“
“Haan Mushtaq bhayya, bolo kya hua?”
“Arre ek baar tu akela mere ghar aana, kuch jaroori kaam hai“
“Thik h, dus minute me aaya.”
He then turned to Purva and said, “Sajid ko bulaya, hum sochenge ab kya karna hai…”
After Sajid reached their home, he could not believe what had happened. He saw Purva’s naked body completely roughed up as her boobs and face were still red. She had just fallen asleep on the bed with Sajid by her side gently massaging her boobs even as she was asleep. “Yaar Sajid, ab kya kare?”
“Wahi soch rha hu, yeh auratein sahi mein bohot tez khiladi hai, aur bohot chalak. Inko koi darr nhi hai bhayya”, said Sajid.
“Kya hum sarpanch k paas jaa sakte hai purva ko leke? Iska badan dekh ke usko pata chalega kya kaand hua randi k saath, hai na?”
“Yaar le toh jaa sakte hai, par woh manega nhi, bolega proof dikaho ki unn auraton ne hi Purva ki maar-peeth kari hai, kyun ki usko lagega hum me se kisi ne isko bohot gandi tareeke se choda”.
“hmmm, parr yaar Purva bhi toh bol sakti hai na ki unn auraton ne mar-peeth kiya isko?”
“Nhi Mushtaq bhayya, Purva ki baat nhi sunega…use pata hai ki yeh randi hai, toh woh bilkul hi nhi sunega…”
“Hmmm, toh ab kya kare?”
“Wahi soch rha hu”, said Sajid.
As they were discussing on the next steps, Purva woke up too. She saw Sajid sitting in front of her and immediately hugged her. Sajid comforted her saying “ghabrao mat bhabhi, hum sochenge kya karna hai”, he said.
Purva interjected and said, “Mushtaq ji aur Sajid ji, ab rehne do…kuch nhi karte hai…jo hua woh hua…ab maar khayi hu mein, khatam ho gya”, she said. Mushtaq comforted her by massaging her boobs once again and kissed her on her lips, “randi tu tension mat le, unn auraton ka khel bandh karenge…”.
Sajid then said, “mein ek call karke aata hu”, and went outside as Mushtaq once again made Purva sit in his lap. He made her rest her head on his chest and continued massaging her wife’s boobs. They were still red but slightly better now. He said, “randi mein tere babbe ka tel se maalish karunga baad me, hum abhi yeh soch rahe hai ki kya hum sarpanch ko tera badan dikha ke kuch kar sakte hai”…
Sajid came back and said, “Meine Javed (cameraman) ko bulaya, woh bhi kuch idea dega…abhi aane wala hai 5 minute me”.
As Javed came into the house, he too was shocked with the incident. On Mushtaq’s questioning, he too said the same thing as Sajid, that the sarpanch wouldn’t believe Purva was abused by the slum women. “Mushtaq bhayya, iska badan dikhane k baad bhi woh nhi manega, kyun ki usko pata hai woh aap ke saath rehti hai, aur yeh toh aap Purva ko kar hi sakte ho…”, Javed said. That meant talking to the sarpanch immediately was now out of question.
After some more brainstorming, Javed came up with an idea. “Ek tareeka hai”, he said. On urging more he said, “yeh idea toh pakka chalega, parr wahi hai ki bhabhi ko wapas nanga jaana padega sab k saamne”…
On hearing this, all of them turned to Purva, who immediately rejected the idea. “Woh auratein mujhe jooton se maarenge kal agar mein nangi jaungi toh”, was all she said helplessly wondering why the men were pursuing this.
“bhabhi meri baat sun. Tu do din maar khaye unse aur agar ab tu sahi kapde pehn k jaati hai na, toh tera pura kasht ka kya fal hai, batao…yeh woh log nhi jeet sakte hai, jeet anth me humari hogi, sach bata rha hu…”
All 3 men tried to convince Purva to at least listen to Javed’s idea, but Purva was adamant that she couldn’t even try anymore. She again started to cry as she took both of Javed’s hands and rubbed them over her sore boobs. “Dekh rahe ho Javed ji, unhone kitni meri maat-peet kari?”, she said and continued to cry. Javed felt really compassionate for the poor woman and comforted her by moving beside her. He held her up with the chin and wiped her tears with his hands and proceeded to rub his wet hands on Purva’s boobs. He continued to massage her sore titties with his wet hands, looked up into her eyes and said, “bhabhi, bass ek baar aur maar-peeth khaana hoga tujhe kal…uske baad saara kuch hum dekh lenge, unka kahani bandh karenge, sachh bata rha hu”. Purva still crying hugged Javed as he comforted her by rubbing her back. Finally, Purva agreed to at least listen to Javed’s idea.
Javed first said, “bhabhi pehle mujhe kuch doubt hai, unka jawab do aur fir mein apna plan batata hu”. Purva nodded.
Javed then took a notepad out of his pocket and started to ask Purva the questions he had.
“Kitne aurat ne mil ke teri maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“Khul mil ke 30 honge Javed ji”.
Javed wrote both the question and answer on his notepad and continued…
“Tu ne kya bola unse ki woh log tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya?”
“Woh log mujhe nanga dekh kar pooche the ki tu aurat hai ya kya hai. Meine bola ki mein tumhare jaise hi aurat hu parr mujhe sab ke saamne aise nanga rehna bohot pasand hai. Yeh bolne k baad hi maar-peeth shuru hua mera”
Javed noted down Purva’ answer and continued…
“Uss time tere aas paas koi mard tha ya sab yehi auratein the jo tera maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“uss time sab yeh hi auratein the”, Purva replied.
“Tere ko bass haath pair se maare the yeh log, ya koi saaman le ke, matlab joota, chappal, jhaadu ya koi bhi dusri cheez?”
“Mujhe bass haath se maare the aur bohot thuk tha mere pure badan pe”
“Aur yeh maar peeth aur thuk-thak kahan kahan kiya tere ke badan pe?”
“maar-peeth kiya tha chehre pe aur stann pe. thuk-thak toh pura badan pe kiya hai”, she said
“Maar-peeth bass chehre aur stann pe hua na? Peeche gaand pe ya bhosde pe nhi na?”
“Nhi, bass chehre aur stann pe”
Javed once again looked at the list of question and answers he had collected from purva and read them out loud for all of them. “Thik h, itna kaafi hai. Ab mein mera idea batata hu…“.
“bhabhi tu aaj jaise hi puri nangi ho ke milk booth jayegi. Mujhe lagta hai aaj jaroor un aurat ne plan karke teri maar-peeth kiya tha. Aaj tujhe bohot maar-peeth kiya, toh unhe lagega ki tu kal nhi aayegi, ya aayegi parr sahi kapde pehn k… par tu fir se aise hi nangi jayegi”. He continued, “kyun ki aaj tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya aur tu fir bhi kal pahunch jayegi woh log tere peeche padh jayenge. Mein aur mere 2-3 aur log humare camera leke khade ho jayenge subah subah hi…jab tu wahan nangi pahunch gayi, tab pakka woh log teri maar-peeth shuru karenge. Woh sab hum 3-4 alag alag angles se record karenge. Bass yeh hi ki unko nhi pata chalna chahiye ki hum log record kar rahe hai, nhi toh pura gadhbadh ho jayega. Yeh dikkat yeh hai ki subah subah koi hota hi nhi wahan pe aur bass yeh auratein honge, parr iss baar sahi hai. Hum log before time wahan pahunch jayenge aur dur khade rahenge. tu nangi dikhte hi video shuru karenge.”
All of them including Purva nodded in agreement. This idea definitely seemed to work, she thought.
“Parr wahi hai bhabhi, woh log pakka tujhe aaj se jaada maar-peeth karenge. Dadi maa bhi kam nhi hai, woh bhi mil legi un auraton se aur tujhe jooton se bhi marenge”, said Javed. “Parr yeh sab record hoga achhe se aur fir hum yeh pura video sarpanch k paas le jayenge aur batayenge kya hua tere saath, bass yeh hi ek baat hai ki tujhe kaafi der tak maar-peeth karenge kal. Par dhyaan rakhna bhabhi, jab tujhe woh log maar-peeth karte hai, kahi bhaag mat jaana, wahi ruk k pitai kha lena, nhi toh hume video banane me dikkat hogi..“.
Mushtaq then interjected, “Javed, tera idea boht sahi hai, parr randi ka dhyaan kaun rakhega? isko bohot gandi maar-peeth karne wale hai woh log”.
“Mushtaq bhayya, filhaal abhi mere paas iska koi solution nhi hai…bhabhi ko maar-peeth khana hoga…kyun ki agar hum me se koi beech me aaya toh turanth hi raita phel jayega aur pura plan kharaab ho jayega…woh auratein itne saare hai ki woh mil ke humari bhi pitaai kar sakte hai”, he said. “Parr mein itna koshish kar sakta hu, sarpanch sahab ko leke aa jaunga milk booth k paas. Ek baar video dikhane k baad mujhe nhi lagta woh bhi mana karenge, kya kehte ho aap?”.
Mushtaq wasn’t really sure. He wasn’t sure if Purva would be able to take another round of beating from the slum women, given that this was going to be even more rough and humiliating.
Sajid said, “agar bhabhi aaj se jaada maar-peeth le sakti hai toh yeh idea mujhe sahi lag rha hai…”, he declared.
Mushtaq who was still gently massaging his wife’s boobs asked her, “kya randi kya kehti ho tum? le paoge aur maar-peeth?”
Purva thought for some time. Of course the moment itself was very scary and humiliating, not to forget painful. But she was fine now after like 3 hours it happened, wasn’t she? Her boobs and face still had bruises, but taking rest today would ease her parts. Of course, today dadi maa had come to her rescue, but tomorrow if she appeared naked again, she was sure she would also turn against her as she said today. She didn’t if dadi maa hadn’t appeared today, how long it would continue. But Javed’s plan sounded pretty good to her. Once they had video evidence of her humiliation, they could completely turn tables against all of the slum women, and that was what Purva wanted right now. Purva felt that it had now become an ego game with the slum women. But was it worth it to endure very humiliating treatment at the hands of the slum women out in the public? She asked herself. Her innate answer was yes, and that’s what she went with. She suddenly seemed to gain resolve to beat the slum women at their place, and she didn’t mind if that meant she would be beaten by the slum women more than today. She still thought for a while and finally said, “thik h, mein aur maar-peeth kha lungi“. Sajid and Javed pumped their fists, “YES!” they shouted, while Mushtaq celebrated the moment with a rough kiss on her wife’s lips. He was waiting so long for the perfect moment to roughly kiss his wife today and he was happy to have finally done it in a happy moment.
Javed asked Purva, “bhabhi mere 2 aur logon ko kya mein yahan bulake tera badan dikha sakta hu? mein chahta hu ki inko bhi tera kahani pata chale taaki woh log bhi kal dil se kaam kare, thik h?”
Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.
Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.
The plan was set into motion. Javed and Sajid starting working on the plan already. Purva’s body mainly her boobs and face were still sore but they were starting to feel better now. Two more of Javed’s guys were planned to come to their house and the idea was to get the whole thing set up perfectly for tomorrow. Purva felt concerned for Mushtaq, no doubt the whole thing was stressful for him. If all was good, Purva and Mushtaq by now would be having a romantic time. But such was the situation then. She decided to do something for his husband.
“Mushtaq ji, aap bathroom me chaliye, me doodh le kar aati hu wahi pe…”, she said.
Mushtaq was really happy that Purva offered him their morning ritual even in such a situation. He beamed with joy and said, “haan randi, aaja, mera bohot mann kar rha hai…“. Saying so he fondled her breasts with joy before going to the bathroom.
“Javed ji, mein aur Mushtaq ji 15-20 mins. me aate hai”, said Purva.
“Haan bhabhi koi nhi, yeh kaam jitna important, woh kaam bhi utna hi”, he said with a wink.
Purva smiled and proceeded to finish their morning ritual, this time in the sleazy toilet.
As she entered the bathroom with the tray containing water and milk, Mushtaq was brushing his teeth. He signaled her to kneel down in her usual pose with her hands behind her back. As she waited for him to brush his teeth, Mushtaq did the unthinkable. He asked Purva to open her mouth and spit the dirty foam from his mouth into hers. As he continued to brush, he asked Purva to contain the foam in her mouth. It was of course the kink of Mushtaq that encouraged them to do such romantic acts. Purva felt hotness increasing in her body, realizing how nastily she was being treated by her hubby. He spit more foam into her mouth couple of times, and then said “randi ab tu wapas paste mat laga, issi brush se tu bhi brush kar”. Saying so, he gave Purva the brush that was still unwashed.
It was no doubt that Mushtaq loved to humiliate her but this was just too damn kinky, Purva thought. She loved how naughty and nasty Mushtaq would sometimes get with her, and after all that was she made to go through the morning, she felt it a welcome change to be used like that by her husband. Purva seductively smiled at her husband, and went on to brush her teeth with the used brush and foam in her mouth, in the kneel-down position. Mushtaq loved to see Purva being docile and accepting anything that was done to her. Mushtaq’s erection knew no bounds as he subjected Purva to such a demeaning treatment. Finally, they performed the ritual like everyday, except that this was in the dingy little toilet. Purva loved to serve her husband, and the fact that she offered her mouth to be savaged by her husband in there was a testament to true love. As usual Mushtaq rough-fucked her mouth and spit over her face with lust. He really felt like slapping her face too, but didn’t want to do it as Purva was already slapped enough by the slum women that morning. So he made up for that by spitting all over her beautiful face while drinking the milk. It was of course ironic that Purva was subjected to such rough treatment by the slum women for going naked to get that same milk which would then be used by her hubby to spit on her face. It was a twisted little sex-game, seemed like.
Once the ritual was over, Mushtaq asked her to clean her face with a dry cloth that was lying in the toilet. She would have expected to wash her face, but Mushtaq didn’t seem to be interested in that. So she did as she was told as Mushtaq then proceeded to kiss her lips with lust. For a moment, the couple seemed to forget what was going on with the slum women and both of them kissed each other like lovers swept with lust. “Randi, tu tension mat le, javed bohot sahi hai aise mamlon me, woh pakka tera bhala karega”, he said as he continued to lick her lips, while softly kneading both her tits.
Finally, after having their romantic time, Purva urged Mushtaq to freshen up and she made her way out of the bathroom when she was greeted by two young lads who were sitting on their bed. “Haan bhabhi, aa jaa, yeh hai mere crew wale launde…iska naam hai Zakir aur yeh hai Abdul”, said Javed pointing to them.
Purva waved her hand at them, obviously shy of the fact that she was so casually nude in front of them. The young lads of course did not mind as both of them had a feast for their eyes eying every inch of Purva’s ripe nakedness as they wished. Purva shyly dropped her head as the young lads continued to enjoy her naked figure as Javed asked her to sit in between them. “Bhai, ek baar bhabhi ke stann pe haath rakh ke dekho, tumhe samajh me aayega kitna maar-peeth kiya unn besharam auraton ne iske saath“.
Javed’s words hadn’t even completely come out of his mouth and the two lads took each of Purva’s boobs and started to rub them. They continued to rub while lusting at Purva’s entire naked body. Purva was too shy to raise her head and look at them, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see that they were beaming with joy enjoying the lucky opportunity to rub a sexy woman’s boobs who was shameless exhibiting her nude body to them. Also, the sight of her boobs was probably just too sexy she thought.
They were of course still red and sore from the treatment by the slum women, but that exact sight on a plump and ripe woman like Purva was obviously too hot for the young lads. The two then started to pinch her nipples slightly as Purva just grimaced with pain, but still with her head hung with shame and arousal. Of course, this was turning her on. The whole thing was just too erotic for her. On one hand, the two lads knew that Purva had taken a rough beating from the slum women for shameless wandering nude out in the open, and they were specifically here to help her handle the situation, but here she was being subjected to their lustful activities. The young lads continued to feel her titties in all possible ways, as they seemed to be unable to quench their lust for this nude shameless whore. Finally, after a while of having them let them have their fun, Javed said to Purva, “bhabhi tu aaj massage karwa lena Mushtaq bhayya se…tujhe chahiye hoga, kyun ki tujhe kal bohot marenge woh log…Zakir aur Abdul, tum log yahan aao aur mera plan suno…kal koi galti nhi ho sakta hai..”. The young lads listening to Javed’s words finally gave up on her titties, but not before giving her a final pinch and a lustful smile.
After a while Mushtaq came out of the bath and said, “Aaja meri raand tera maalish karta hu mein…”. In front of all the folks, Mushtaq made Purva lie down on the floor and proceeded to massage her boobs with oil. This was of course an activity that they had done quite a few times before, but it was a romantic activity that they did every afternoon usually when Mushtaq would savage on his wife’s sexy bald pussy. But now, there were 4 other folks, two of whom Purva had just met and that made it a little different. Of course the men made it a point to notice their activity every now and then as Mushtaq gleefully rubbed her sexy wife’s sore boobs with oil. The new lads specifically made sure to fully lust at the romantic activity. Purva was beginning to feel very hot with the whole thing as she caught the men’s eyes. They were still working, but of course their attention was definitely diverted to the silly lust object lying naked in front of them cheaply on the floor as she was massaged by her husband’s rough hands to his heart’s content.
“Bhayya, purva ka purva badan maalish karna hoga aap ko…aur iska bhosda me thoda jyaada tel lagana, kyun ki mujhe lagta hai woh auratein bhabhi ka bhosda ka bhi pitai karenge”, said Sajid.
Sajid’s words had a two-fold effect on Purva. She certainly humiliated as Sajid openly referred to her pussy with crude language in front of everyone. But more than that, she was sure she was scared of what she was going to be made to go through tomorrow by the slum women. Sajid was right, she wasn’t going to be spared if she went to the milk booth completely nude tomorrow, especially after the warning that she was given today. But, she hoped that her efforts would succeed in them turning against the slum women as Javed and his team made plans to record the entire debasement of Purva. Her train of thoughts were interrupted as Mushtaq started to massage her bald pussy. She looked at Mushtaq who was directly staring at Purva with a lusty smile. He said, “Haan ab iske bhosde pe baal bhi nhi hai na…agar baal hota toh thoda bach jaati iski”. The men agreed to Mushtaq’s statement, but of course there was nothing they could do about it now. The men’s gaze averted to Purva’s vagina as Mushtaq obscenely continued to massage his wife’s pussy with more and more oil, as he gathered her pussy skin in various shapes to massage it.
Mushtaq seemed to be getting into the groove, and the presence of others did not seem to stop him from enjoying his wife’s beautiful cunt, which was, for all practical purposes his. Knowing that all of the guys’ eyes were on his nude wife’s vagina, he seemed to embrace his kink of doing nasty things to his woman in front of his comrades. He inserted two of his fingers deep in her pussy, and Purva immediately knew what was about to come. With the lust that Purva very well knew and experienced on her, Mushtaq began to roughly fuck her sorry cunt with his fingers in front of his brothers. It was such a kinky sight as Purva inadvertently closed her eyes with pain and pleasure as well as the erotic humiliation of being treated like a shameless whore in front of so many guys in that tiny little house. As Mushtaq continued to finger-fuck her pussy, she withered left and right as the whole erotica of the situation seemed to make her go mad with pleasure.
An orgasm soon came over her, as she found herself shedding tears of joy. She still had her eyes closed and she spoke something uncohesively that did not make sense, much to the amusement of the males around her. She could only hear their happy laughs vaguely as Mushtaq continued to finger her through her orgasm. Mushtaq was muttering love phrases to her as he usually did when administering his lust to her in this way, “meri randi….yeh tere ko karne me bohot mazaa aata hai, sasti raand…”, he said as he spit on her face. She felt that her orgasm was indeed tearing her apart as she continued to still twist with pleasure, as she kept moaning loudly. The guys continued to say something, but to Purva, all that mattered was the intensity of the orgasm. It seemed like this one didn’t seem to end, and she didn’t want it to end, ever. It made her feel so ecstatic and during that awesome period, she wished this moment would never stop. Finally, after a while, her orgasm finally subsided as Mushtaq gave her one slap on her tight cunt. She squealed with pain, but managed to open her watery eyes. She felt severely humiliated as all the men were directly staring at her, contended smiles on their faces.
She looked at all of them once and smiled at them, knowing that she had treated them with a wonderful spectacle, the beauty of a woman’s orgasm in the most primitive and nasty way. Finally she looked at Mushtaq who was also obviously contended with his achievement at making his wife orgasm like a stupid whore in front of all his friends. With love and lust still lingering over her, she motioned Mushtaq to come near her, and the couple shared a romantic lip kiss. Mushtaq then said, “meri randi, tera bhosda dekh ke ruk nhi paaya, par lagta hai tu sahi pagal hui hai aaj, kyun?”. At that moment, purva truly felt words would not do justice to the heavenly feeling she had experienced. She nodded her head with a smile and initiated another lovely romantic kiss with her hubby. “Haha, lagta hai tujhe bohot sahi laga…ab thodi der aise hi so jaa, thodi der mein uth ke khaana bana le sab k liye, koi dikkat nhi”, said Mushtaq breaking from the kiss.
As Purva closed her eyes, obviously tired from the intense orgasm, Mushtaq and then rest of them men drooled and lusted over the naked whore in front of them. Purva was lying as her body was glistening with oil that was obscenely spread across her entire ripe nude flesh. Her legs were spread wide after the rough finger-fucking she was made subjected to. It was definitely something that they had never enjoyed before. As they continued to make their plan for tomorrow, they could not help but gawk at the beautiful whore that slept there shameless on the floor with her body all glistening with oil. It was all like a wet dream to them and each of them thanked the stars for getting an opportunity to be in Purva’s presence right then.
As she continued to cry continuously for getting into this whole thing, after what seemed like 15-20 minutes Mushtaq finally woke up from his sleep. He saw his dear wife sitting on the floor beside the bed near the door itself, crying like a baby. “Arre randi, kya hua? ro kyu rhi hai?“, he said getting onto the floor with her. Purva felt like she finally found some real comfort and cried loudly resting her head on her husband’s shoulders. Mushtaq seemed quite shocked as he saw her wife’s nude body completely red and wet with hand marks all over. “Arre randi, bata toh sahi kya hua?”, he said consoling her, gently brushing his wife’s hair. Purva seemed at loss for words as she continued crying on Mushtaq’s shoulder. Mushtaq by now got an idea as to what happened to Purva at the milk booth. He got up and brought some water for his wife, who was still on the floor. “Yeh le, pehle thoda paani pi, aur mujhe bata kya hua…”, he said earnestly.
Purva took the glass of water and dunked it in one go. Her uncontrollable tears had now started to subside slowly and she regained her composure, though she still preferred to say nothing. Mushtaq made his nude wife sit in his lap but did not say anything. He did not want to push her too hard for information and waited for her wife to feel better. He softly massaged her tits with both his hands lovingly. It was clear that she was subjected to some very humiliating experience as her breasts were red and swollen and so was her face. The couple spent a few silent minutes still on the floor, as Purva started to feel normal again. Her tears had stopped, and now that she was in the hands of her husband locked inside their house, she finally felt better. Still, Mushtaq continued to softly rub on her swollen breasts trying to cover all of the flesh uniformly. Finally, after some more time, still on the floor with Purva in his lap, Mushtaq said, “Meri randi, ab bata mujhe kya hua…”. Purva finally started to speak and told her the whole story. How she was abused and insulted by the slum women and slapped and spit on like a cheap low-life. She told him all the names they called her repeatedly, “loudi”, “randi”, “besharmi”, “kutti” etc. She then told him how dadi maa came to her rescue and how she was poured water for her to get clean. She then told her how dadi maa warned her that if ever she appeared naked again near the milk booth, she and other slum women would not just slap her but beat her with slippers.
Mushtaq didn’t know what to say. It was after all his idea that Purva go out naked to the milk booth and deal with the slum women. Now, they had completely humiliated her to the core in front of all and sundry. “Sorry meri raand, meine hi tujhe yeh karne ko kaha”, he said and kissed her softly on the lips. Mushtaq really felt sorry for her that she had to face such humiliation from the slum women for all to see.
Purva finally said, “Ab rehne do Mushtaq ji, woh aurat bohot khatarnaak hai…“.
Mushtaq was clueless as to what was to be done. He at least wanted to avenge Purva’s humiliation in some way, but was scared that it might again end up in Purva’s humiliation. He was aware that the bunch of lady folks at the slums were difficult to deal with, but he did not guess such a thing would happen. He immediately called his best buddy Sajid for help on the matter.
“Sajid bhai, free hai abhi?“
“Haan Mushtaq bhayya, bolo kya hua?”
“Arre ek baar tu akela mere ghar aana, kuch jaroori kaam hai“
“Thik h, dus minute me aaya.”
He then turned to Purva and said, “Sajid ko bulaya, hum sochenge ab kya karna hai…”
After Sajid reached their home, he could not believe what had happened. He saw Purva’s naked body completely roughed up as her boobs and face were still red. She had just fallen asleep on the bed with Sajid by her side gently massaging her boobs even as she was asleep. “Yaar Sajid, ab kya kare?”
“Wahi soch rha hu, yeh auratein sahi mein bohot tez khiladi hai, aur bohot chalak. Inko koi darr nhi hai bhayya”, said Sajid.
“Kya hum sarpanch k paas jaa sakte hai purva ko leke? Iska badan dekh ke usko pata chalega kya kaand hua randi k saath, hai na?”
“Yaar le toh jaa sakte hai, par woh manega nhi, bolega proof dikaho ki unn auraton ne hi Purva ki maar-peeth kari hai, kyun ki usko lagega hum me se kisi ne isko bohot gandi tareeke se choda”.
“hmmm, parr yaar Purva bhi toh bol sakti hai na ki unn auraton ne mar-peeth kiya isko?”
“Nhi Mushtaq bhayya, Purva ki baat nhi sunega…use pata hai ki yeh randi hai, toh woh bilkul hi nhi sunega…”
“Hmmm, toh ab kya kare?”
“Wahi soch rha hu”, said Sajid.
As they were discussing on the next steps, Purva woke up too. She saw Sajid sitting in front of her and immediately hugged her. Sajid comforted her saying “ghabrao mat bhabhi, hum sochenge kya karna hai”, he said.
Purva interjected and said, “Mushtaq ji aur Sajid ji, ab rehne do…kuch nhi karte hai…jo hua woh hua…ab maar khayi hu mein, khatam ho gya”, she said. Mushtaq comforted her by massaging her boobs once again and kissed her on her lips, “randi tu tension mat le, unn auraton ka khel bandh karenge…”.
Sajid then said, “mein ek call karke aata hu”, and went outside as Mushtaq once again made Purva sit in his lap. He made her rest her head on his chest and continued massaging her wife’s boobs. They were still red but slightly better now. He said, “randi mein tere babbe ka tel se maalish karunga baad me, hum abhi yeh soch rahe hai ki kya hum sarpanch ko tera badan dikha ke kuch kar sakte hai”…
Sajid came back and said, “Meine Javed (cameraman) ko bulaya, woh bhi kuch idea dega…abhi aane wala hai 5 minute me”.
As Javed came into the house, he too was shocked with the incident. On Mushtaq’s questioning, he too said the same thing as Sajid, that the sarpanch wouldn’t believe Purva was abused by the slum women. “Mushtaq bhayya, iska badan dikhane k baad bhi woh nhi manega, kyun ki usko pata hai woh aap ke saath rehti hai, aur yeh toh aap Purva ko kar hi sakte ho…”, Javed said. That meant talking to the sarpanch immediately was now out of question.
After some more brainstorming, Javed came up with an idea. “Ek tareeka hai”, he said. On urging more he said, “yeh idea toh pakka chalega, parr wahi hai ki bhabhi ko wapas nanga jaana padega sab k saamne”…
On hearing this, all of them turned to Purva, who immediately rejected the idea. “Woh auratein mujhe jooton se maarenge kal agar mein nangi jaungi toh”, was all she said helplessly wondering why the men were pursuing this.
“bhabhi meri baat sun. Tu do din maar khaye unse aur agar ab tu sahi kapde pehn k jaati hai na, toh tera pura kasht ka kya fal hai, batao…yeh woh log nhi jeet sakte hai, jeet anth me humari hogi, sach bata rha hu…”
All 3 men tried to convince Purva to at least listen to Javed’s idea, but Purva was adamant that she couldn’t even try anymore. She again started to cry as she took both of Javed’s hands and rubbed them over her sore boobs. “Dekh rahe ho Javed ji, unhone kitni meri maat-peet kari?”, she said and continued to cry. Javed felt really compassionate for the poor woman and comforted her by moving beside her. He held her up with the chin and wiped her tears with his hands and proceeded to rub his wet hands on Purva’s boobs. He continued to massage her sore titties with his wet hands, looked up into her eyes and said, “bhabhi, bass ek baar aur maar-peeth khaana hoga tujhe kal…uske baad saara kuch hum dekh lenge, unka kahani bandh karenge, sachh bata rha hu”. Purva still crying hugged Javed as he comforted her by rubbing her back. Finally, Purva agreed to at least listen to Javed’s idea.
Javed first said, “bhabhi pehle mujhe kuch doubt hai, unka jawab do aur fir mein apna plan batata hu”. Purva nodded.
Javed then took a notepad out of his pocket and started to ask Purva the questions he had.
“Kitne aurat ne mil ke teri maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“Khul mil ke 30 honge Javed ji”.
Javed wrote both the question and answer on his notepad and continued…
“Tu ne kya bola unse ki woh log tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya?”
“Woh log mujhe nanga dekh kar pooche the ki tu aurat hai ya kya hai. Meine bola ki mein tumhare jaise hi aurat hu parr mujhe sab ke saamne aise nanga rehna bohot pasand hai. Yeh bolne k baad hi maar-peeth shuru hua mera”
Javed noted down Purva’ answer and continued…
“Uss time tere aas paas koi mard tha ya sab yehi auratein the jo tera maar-peeth aur thuk-thak kiya?”
“uss time sab yeh hi auratein the”, Purva replied.
“Tere ko bass haath pair se maare the yeh log, ya koi saaman le ke, matlab joota, chappal, jhaadu ya koi bhi dusri cheez?”
“Mujhe bass haath se maare the aur bohot thuk tha mere pure badan pe”
“Aur yeh maar peeth aur thuk-thak kahan kahan kiya tere ke badan pe?”
“maar-peeth kiya tha chehre pe aur stann pe. thuk-thak toh pura badan pe kiya hai”, she said
“Maar-peeth bass chehre aur stann pe hua na? Peeche gaand pe ya bhosde pe nhi na?”
“Nhi, bass chehre aur stann pe”
Javed once again looked at the list of question and answers he had collected from purva and read them out loud for all of them. “Thik h, itna kaafi hai. Ab mein mera idea batata hu…“.
“bhabhi tu aaj jaise hi puri nangi ho ke milk booth jayegi. Mujhe lagta hai aaj jaroor un aurat ne plan karke teri maar-peeth kiya tha. Aaj tujhe bohot maar-peeth kiya, toh unhe lagega ki tu kal nhi aayegi, ya aayegi parr sahi kapde pehn k… par tu fir se aise hi nangi jayegi”. He continued, “kyun ki aaj tujhe itna maar-peeth kiya aur tu fir bhi kal pahunch jayegi woh log tere peeche padh jayenge. Mein aur mere 2-3 aur log humare camera leke khade ho jayenge subah subah hi…jab tu wahan nangi pahunch gayi, tab pakka woh log teri maar-peeth shuru karenge. Woh sab hum 3-4 alag alag angles se record karenge. Bass yeh hi ki unko nhi pata chalna chahiye ki hum log record kar rahe hai, nhi toh pura gadhbadh ho jayega. Yeh dikkat yeh hai ki subah subah koi hota hi nhi wahan pe aur bass yeh auratein honge, parr iss baar sahi hai. Hum log before time wahan pahunch jayenge aur dur khade rahenge. tu nangi dikhte hi video shuru karenge.”
All of them including Purva nodded in agreement. This idea definitely seemed to work, she thought.
“Parr wahi hai bhabhi, woh log pakka tujhe aaj se jaada maar-peeth karenge. Dadi maa bhi kam nhi hai, woh bhi mil legi un auraton se aur tujhe jooton se bhi marenge”, said Javed. “Parr yeh sab record hoga achhe se aur fir hum yeh pura video sarpanch k paas le jayenge aur batayenge kya hua tere saath, bass yeh hi ek baat hai ki tujhe kaafi der tak maar-peeth karenge kal. Par dhyaan rakhna bhabhi, jab tujhe woh log maar-peeth karte hai, kahi bhaag mat jaana, wahi ruk k pitai kha lena, nhi toh hume video banane me dikkat hogi..“.
Mushtaq then interjected, “Javed, tera idea boht sahi hai, parr randi ka dhyaan kaun rakhega? isko bohot gandi maar-peeth karne wale hai woh log”.
“Mushtaq bhayya, filhaal abhi mere paas iska koi solution nhi hai…bhabhi ko maar-peeth khana hoga…kyun ki agar hum me se koi beech me aaya toh turanth hi raita phel jayega aur pura plan kharaab ho jayega…woh auratein itne saare hai ki woh mil ke humari bhi pitaai kar sakte hai”, he said. “Parr mein itna koshish kar sakta hu, sarpanch sahab ko leke aa jaunga milk booth k paas. Ek baar video dikhane k baad mujhe nhi lagta woh bhi mana karenge, kya kehte ho aap?”.
Mushtaq wasn’t really sure. He wasn’t sure if Purva would be able to take another round of beating from the slum women, given that this was going to be even more rough and humiliating.
Sajid said, “agar bhabhi aaj se jaada maar-peeth le sakti hai toh yeh idea mujhe sahi lag rha hai…”, he declared.
Mushtaq who was still gently massaging his wife’s boobs asked her, “kya randi kya kehti ho tum? le paoge aur maar-peeth?”
Purva thought for some time. Of course the moment itself was very scary and humiliating, not to forget painful. But she was fine now after like 3 hours it happened, wasn’t she? Her boobs and face still had bruises, but taking rest today would ease her parts. Of course, today dadi maa had come to her rescue, but tomorrow if she appeared naked again, she was sure she would also turn against her as she said today. She didn’t if dadi maa hadn’t appeared today, how long it would continue. But Javed’s plan sounded pretty good to her. Once they had video evidence of her humiliation, they could completely turn tables against all of the slum women, and that was what Purva wanted right now. Purva felt that it had now become an ego game with the slum women. But was it worth it to endure very humiliating treatment at the hands of the slum women out in the public? She asked herself. Her innate answer was yes, and that’s what she went with. She suddenly seemed to gain resolve to beat the slum women at their place, and she didn’t mind if that meant she would be beaten by the slum women more than today. She still thought for a while and finally said, “thik h, mein aur maar-peeth kha lungi“. Sajid and Javed pumped their fists, “YES!” they shouted, while Mushtaq celebrated the moment with a rough kiss on her wife’s lips. He was waiting so long for the perfect moment to roughly kiss his wife today and he was happy to have finally done it in a happy moment.
Javed asked Purva, “bhabhi mere 2 aur logon ko kya mein yahan bulake tera badan dikha sakta hu? mein chahta hu ki inko bhi tera kahani pata chale taaki woh log bhi kal dil se kaam kare, thik h?”
Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.
Purva of course didn’t mind it at all. Now her only goal was to fix those rude illiterate slum women for good. “Haan Javed ji, jaroor”, she replied with a smile. Seeing Purva smile at him in such a state moved Javed. He once again sat by her side and looked at her still swollen tits. He gently massaged both her boobs for a few seconds and said, “tu tension mat le bhabhi, unki gaand marenge hum kal”. Saying that he licked both her nipples lovingly a couple of times and proceeded to do his work. Purva couldn’t help but smile at his compassion for her.
The plan was set into motion. Javed and Sajid starting working on the plan already. Purva’s body mainly her boobs and face were still sore but they were starting to feel better now. Two more of Javed’s guys were planned to come to their house and the idea was to get the whole thing set up perfectly for tomorrow. Purva felt concerned for Mushtaq, no doubt the whole thing was stressful for him. If all was good, Purva and Mushtaq by now would be having a romantic time. But such was the situation then. She decided to do something for his husband.
“Mushtaq ji, aap bathroom me chaliye, me doodh le kar aati hu wahi pe…”, she said.
Mushtaq was really happy that Purva offered him their morning ritual even in such a situation. He beamed with joy and said, “haan randi, aaja, mera bohot mann kar rha hai…“. Saying so he fondled her breasts with joy before going to the bathroom.
“Javed ji, mein aur Mushtaq ji 15-20 mins. me aate hai”, said Purva.
“Haan bhabhi koi nhi, yeh kaam jitna important, woh kaam bhi utna hi”, he said with a wink.
Purva smiled and proceeded to finish their morning ritual, this time in the sleazy toilet.
As she entered the bathroom with the tray containing water and milk, Mushtaq was brushing his teeth. He signaled her to kneel down in her usual pose with her hands behind her back. As she waited for him to brush his teeth, Mushtaq did the unthinkable. He asked Purva to open her mouth and spit the dirty foam from his mouth into hers. As he continued to brush, he asked Purva to contain the foam in her mouth. It was of course the kink of Mushtaq that encouraged them to do such romantic acts. Purva felt hotness increasing in her body, realizing how nastily she was being treated by her hubby. He spit more foam into her mouth couple of times, and then said “randi ab tu wapas paste mat laga, issi brush se tu bhi brush kar”. Saying so, he gave Purva the brush that was still unwashed.
It was no doubt that Mushtaq loved to humiliate her but this was just too damn kinky, Purva thought. She loved how naughty and nasty Mushtaq would sometimes get with her, and after all that was she made to go through the morning, she felt it a welcome change to be used like that by her husband. Purva seductively smiled at her husband, and went on to brush her teeth with the used brush and foam in her mouth, in the kneel-down position. Mushtaq loved to see Purva being docile and accepting anything that was done to her. Mushtaq’s erection knew no bounds as he subjected Purva to such a demeaning treatment. Finally, they performed the ritual like everyday, except that this was in the dingy little toilet. Purva loved to serve her husband, and the fact that she offered her mouth to be savaged by her husband in there was a testament to true love. As usual Mushtaq rough-fucked her mouth and spit over her face with lust. He really felt like slapping her face too, but didn’t want to do it as Purva was already slapped enough by the slum women that morning. So he made up for that by spitting all over her beautiful face while drinking the milk. It was of course ironic that Purva was subjected to such rough treatment by the slum women for going naked to get that same milk which would then be used by her hubby to spit on her face. It was a twisted little sex-game, seemed like.
Once the ritual was over, Mushtaq asked her to clean her face with a dry cloth that was lying in the toilet. She would have expected to wash her face, but Mushtaq didn’t seem to be interested in that. So she did as she was told as Mushtaq then proceeded to kiss her lips with lust. For a moment, the couple seemed to forget what was going on with the slum women and both of them kissed each other like lovers swept with lust. “Randi, tu tension mat le, javed bohot sahi hai aise mamlon me, woh pakka tera bhala karega”, he said as he continued to lick her lips, while softly kneading both her tits.
Finally, after having their romantic time, Purva urged Mushtaq to freshen up and she made her way out of the bathroom when she was greeted by two young lads who were sitting on their bed. “Haan bhabhi, aa jaa, yeh hai mere crew wale launde…iska naam hai Zakir aur yeh hai Abdul”, said Javed pointing to them.
Purva waved her hand at them, obviously shy of the fact that she was so casually nude in front of them. The young lads of course did not mind as both of them had a feast for their eyes eying every inch of Purva’s ripe nakedness as they wished. Purva shyly dropped her head as the young lads continued to enjoy her naked figure as Javed asked her to sit in between them. “Bhai, ek baar bhabhi ke stann pe haath rakh ke dekho, tumhe samajh me aayega kitna maar-peeth kiya unn besharam auraton ne iske saath“.
Javed’s words hadn’t even completely come out of his mouth and the two lads took each of Purva’s boobs and started to rub them. They continued to rub while lusting at Purva’s entire naked body. Purva was too shy to raise her head and look at them, but from the corner of her eyes, she could see that they were beaming with joy enjoying the lucky opportunity to rub a sexy woman’s boobs who was shameless exhibiting her nude body to them. Also, the sight of her boobs was probably just too sexy she thought.
They were of course still red and sore from the treatment by the slum women, but that exact sight on a plump and ripe woman like Purva was obviously too hot for the young lads. The two then started to pinch her nipples slightly as Purva just grimaced with pain, but still with her head hung with shame and arousal. Of course, this was turning her on. The whole thing was just too erotic for her. On one hand, the two lads knew that Purva had taken a rough beating from the slum women for shameless wandering nude out in the open, and they were specifically here to help her handle the situation, but here she was being subjected to their lustful activities. The young lads continued to feel her titties in all possible ways, as they seemed to be unable to quench their lust for this nude shameless whore. Finally, after a while of having them let them have their fun, Javed said to Purva, “bhabhi tu aaj massage karwa lena Mushtaq bhayya se…tujhe chahiye hoga, kyun ki tujhe kal bohot marenge woh log…Zakir aur Abdul, tum log yahan aao aur mera plan suno…kal koi galti nhi ho sakta hai..”. The young lads listening to Javed’s words finally gave up on her titties, but not before giving her a final pinch and a lustful smile.
After a while Mushtaq came out of the bath and said, “Aaja meri raand tera maalish karta hu mein…”. In front of all the folks, Mushtaq made Purva lie down on the floor and proceeded to massage her boobs with oil. This was of course an activity that they had done quite a few times before, but it was a romantic activity that they did every afternoon usually when Mushtaq would savage on his wife’s sexy bald pussy. But now, there were 4 other folks, two of whom Purva had just met and that made it a little different. Of course the men made it a point to notice their activity every now and then as Mushtaq gleefully rubbed her sexy wife’s sore boobs with oil. The new lads specifically made sure to fully lust at the romantic activity. Purva was beginning to feel very hot with the whole thing as she caught the men’s eyes. They were still working, but of course their attention was definitely diverted to the silly lust object lying naked in front of them cheaply on the floor as she was massaged by her husband’s rough hands to his heart’s content.
“Bhayya, purva ka purva badan maalish karna hoga aap ko…aur iska bhosda me thoda jyaada tel lagana, kyun ki mujhe lagta hai woh auratein bhabhi ka bhosda ka bhi pitai karenge”, said Sajid.
Sajid’s words had a two-fold effect on Purva. She certainly humiliated as Sajid openly referred to her pussy with crude language in front of everyone. But more than that, she was sure she was scared of what she was going to be made to go through tomorrow by the slum women. Sajid was right, she wasn’t going to be spared if she went to the milk booth completely nude tomorrow, especially after the warning that she was given today. But, she hoped that her efforts would succeed in them turning against the slum women as Javed and his team made plans to record the entire debasement of Purva. Her train of thoughts were interrupted as Mushtaq started to massage her bald pussy. She looked at Mushtaq who was directly staring at Purva with a lusty smile. He said, “Haan ab iske bhosde pe baal bhi nhi hai na…agar baal hota toh thoda bach jaati iski”. The men agreed to Mushtaq’s statement, but of course there was nothing they could do about it now. The men’s gaze averted to Purva’s vagina as Mushtaq obscenely continued to massage his wife’s pussy with more and more oil, as he gathered her pussy skin in various shapes to massage it.
Mushtaq seemed to be getting into the groove, and the presence of others did not seem to stop him from enjoying his wife’s beautiful cunt, which was, for all practical purposes his. Knowing that all of the guys’ eyes were on his nude wife’s vagina, he seemed to embrace his kink of doing nasty things to his woman in front of his comrades. He inserted two of his fingers deep in her pussy, and Purva immediately knew what was about to come. With the lust that Purva very well knew and experienced on her, Mushtaq began to roughly fuck her sorry cunt with his fingers in front of his brothers. It was such a kinky sight as Purva inadvertently closed her eyes with pain and pleasure as well as the erotic humiliation of being treated like a shameless whore in front of so many guys in that tiny little house. As Mushtaq continued to finger-fuck her pussy, she withered left and right as the whole erotica of the situation seemed to make her go mad with pleasure.
An orgasm soon came over her, as she found herself shedding tears of joy. She still had her eyes closed and she spoke something uncohesively that did not make sense, much to the amusement of the males around her. She could only hear their happy laughs vaguely as Mushtaq continued to finger her through her orgasm. Mushtaq was muttering love phrases to her as he usually did when administering his lust to her in this way, “meri randi….yeh tere ko karne me bohot mazaa aata hai, sasti raand…”, he said as he spit on her face. She felt that her orgasm was indeed tearing her apart as she continued to still twist with pleasure, as she kept moaning loudly. The guys continued to say something, but to Purva, all that mattered was the intensity of the orgasm. It seemed like this one didn’t seem to end, and she didn’t want it to end, ever. It made her feel so ecstatic and during that awesome period, she wished this moment would never stop. Finally, after a while, her orgasm finally subsided as Mushtaq gave her one slap on her tight cunt. She squealed with pain, but managed to open her watery eyes. She felt severely humiliated as all the men were directly staring at her, contended smiles on their faces.
She looked at all of them once and smiled at them, knowing that she had treated them with a wonderful spectacle, the beauty of a woman’s orgasm in the most primitive and nasty way. Finally she looked at Mushtaq who was also obviously contended with his achievement at making his wife orgasm like a stupid whore in front of all his friends. With love and lust still lingering over her, she motioned Mushtaq to come near her, and the couple shared a romantic lip kiss. Mushtaq then said, “meri randi, tera bhosda dekh ke ruk nhi paaya, par lagta hai tu sahi pagal hui hai aaj, kyun?”. At that moment, purva truly felt words would not do justice to the heavenly feeling she had experienced. She nodded her head with a smile and initiated another lovely romantic kiss with her hubby. “Haha, lagta hai tujhe bohot sahi laga…ab thodi der aise hi so jaa, thodi der mein uth ke khaana bana le sab k liye, koi dikkat nhi”, said Mushtaq breaking from the kiss.
As Purva closed her eyes, obviously tired from the intense orgasm, Mushtaq and then rest of them men drooled and lusted over the naked whore in front of them. Purva was lying as her body was glistening with oil that was obscenely spread across her entire ripe nude flesh. Her legs were spread wide after the rough finger-fucking she was made subjected to. It was definitely something that they had never enjoyed before. As they continued to make their plan for tomorrow, they could not help but gawk at the beautiful whore that slept there shameless on the floor with her body all glistening with oil. It was all like a wet dream to them and each of them thanked the stars for getting an opportunity to be in Purva’s presence right then.
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