Adultery Unfaithful Mothers and Housewives - Stranger_Women

Of course, Hussain derived great pleasure in humiliating the sorry whore. He looked at Purva and the nude shameless form she presented in front of him only made him tighter in his pants. "chalo fir bata hi deta hu", he said as he narrated the whole incident of Purva's humiliation by the slum women. Pervertedly enough he made sure he got into as much detail as possible, much to the surprise and amusement of the new guys, and much to the embarrassment of Purva. She was indeed feeling quite humiliated as Hussain openly narrated how badly she was beaten and spit on by the slum women right on the streets and how the panchayat ruling had taken place.

"Achha toh yeh raand abhi doodh bechti hai sab k liye?", asked Irfan amazed at how shameless this whore was. No wonder she agreed to do a raand naach all naked on stage in front of everyone. Purva was by now in shame as all the men threw cheap glances at her knowing how dirtily she was debased by the slum women while at the same time openly enjoying her exposed privates.

Irfan looked at her feeling shy and passed a giggle. "Chal koi nhi naachraand, iss raandnaach me tum khul ke naach lena nangi ho kar", he said as he ogled at her pussy.

For the next few minutes, Hussain and Irfan discussed on how long the raand naach would be and how many songs Purva would have to dance for. Ultimately they decided that Purva would dance for 40 songs which would amount to a total of approximately 3 hours of stage dance by the nude whore.

"Itni naach sakti hai na randi?", asked Hussain to Purva.

40 songs was certainly challenging, Purva thought. But of course, she loved to dance, and the fact that she would be nude on stage would only bring more excitement and energy in her, so she decided to take up the challenge.

"Haan naach sakti hu Hussain ji, parr thoda practice toh chahiye hoga", she said.

"Haan, koi nhi. practice toh Irfan karwa lega tere se...parr achhe se seekh lena", he said.

Irfan then proceeded to examine more of her nude body.

"Randi, ek baar haath upar karo", he said, wanting to see how Purva's boobs looked like with her arms up.

As Purva did so, Irfan said, "Arre baap re...iske bhosde me bilkul baal nhi hai aur iske kaksh me itne baal hai? yeh kya bana rakha hai aapne randi ke Mushtaq ji", he said as he turned around to Mushtaq with an amused and questionable look.

Mushtaq shyly responded, "Main isse aise hi dekhna chahta hu yaar, aise kaksh me baal rakhke bohot jabardast lagti hai mujhe".

All the men passed out an amused laugh at Mushtaq's kink.

"Hahaha, randi ka pure mazee le rahe ho Mushtaq ji aap toh", said Irfan with a wink at Mushtaq. "Parr stage pe raand naach ke waqt iss baal ka kuch toh karna padega", he added.

"Haan woh sab baad me sochenge yaar Irfan, randi tum ek baar tumhari gaand bhi dikha hi do inko", said Hussain to Purva.

Purva immediately complied to the Sarpanch's request and turned around to show her behind to the men. Purva surely also possessed one of the best asses and that was evident in the way the men lusted at her ass. It was so damn perfect that the men were literally left speechless.

"Mast, ek dum mast", said Irfan as he could not help walking over to Purva and grabbing her butt cheeks. Purva shyly looked back at him as Irfan boldy continued to feel up Purva's ass with both his hands. With lust shouting loudly in his eyes, he said, "Randi aise gaand aur babbe se bohot achhe steps banenge...mazaa hi aa jayega tumse raandnaach karwane me". Purva of course loved how she was being treated by Irfan, her dance master, whom she had just met. She loved to be touched and groped by men, and the wetness in her pussy right then was a testament to that. She simply smiled at Irfan allowing him to continue feeling up her ass. He then made Purva turn around and felt up her boobs right in front of everyone much to their amusement.

"Arre Irfan, aise tharka jaa rahe ho randi ko nanga dekh kar toh use kya dance sikhaoge?", he said with a stiffled laugh, much to the amusement of all the men.

Irfan too conscious of the fact that he was openly molesting the whore in front of everyone stepped back. "Maaf kardo Hussain ji, ab raand ka badan khatarnaak hi hai", he said, as he playfully licked his lips looking at Purva's nude form once again. Purva just shyly hung her head down low from the erotica of the situation as the men openly commented on her.

"Randi ek kaam karo...haath upar karke 20 chhalaang maaro abhi", said Irfan.

Purva nodded her head and held up her hands showing her cheap dense armpit hair for all the men to enjoy. She then proceeded to jump up and down allowing her boobs to jiggle with every jump. It was indeed very humiliating for Purva as all the men laughed at the sight of her boobs beating up and down furiously with each of her jumps.

"Dekho iske babbe ko...kya cheez hai yaar yeh randi", was all Irfan could say as he not help himself smile at the sight in front of him. This whore was his to play with for the days to come. Just the sight of her jumping naked in front of them gave him so much pleasure, he could not believe how lucky he was. In his mind, he was imagining all of the dirty and obscene dance movements and poses he would make this whore do and he was on cloud 9.

After Purva finished her 20 chhalaangs shamelessly in front of the men, all of them clapped in delight at getting the chance to see such an erotic spectacle. Of course they all loved how shamelessly Purva did anything they asked, and the sight of her boobs jumping up and down rigorously was definitely a sight to relish.

After few more exchanges, Hussain said, "Chal Mushtaq, tu apni randi ko leke ja, kal isse thik 11 baje bhej dena yahan pe practice ke liye...kal se iska tayyari shuru kar lega Irfan yahan pe".

"Thik h Hussain ji, chalo fir hum abhi chalte hai", said Mushtaq.

"Randi kapde pehn le", he said to Purva as Irfan came forward and handed over Purva's clothes.

"Randi tumhara badan raandnaach k liye bana hua hai...tumhe achhe high beat aur loud gaane k saath nachaunga...bohot jabardast dikhegi tu.", he said, as he nonchalantly groped her tits one last time before Mushtaq and Purva left.

As Purva and Mushtaq hopped on to their cycle, Purva could not contain herself anymore. Her pussy was so damn wet right then, she was sure that all of the guys had noticed it. Anyway, her whole body would be open to them for the next few days, so it did not matter anyway. The only thing that mattered to her right now was that she wanted to get roughly fucked by her hubby. "Mushtaq ji", she said in a playfully seductive tone while on their way. "Mujhe aap ka pyaar chahiye ghar pahunchte hi". "Randi ab toh tumhe bohot jor se thokunga...apna bhosda bachake rahiyo", he said as he fastened his pace to reach home quicker.

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As they hopped out of the cycle, Purva immediately removed her burkha outside their house itself. There were a few men nearby on the streets who catch her sight, but since she could not see any woman, she went ahead and removed her burkha and hung it across on the string. Mushtaq and Purva then went inside the house as Purva got herself naked in a jiffy. "Aa jao Mushtaq ji mujhe aap ka pyaar chahiye", she said seductively hopping onto the bed. The couple then proceeded to have good rough sex, their first of the day. Musthaq made Purva sleep on her stomach as he inserted his thick dick inside her warm wet pussy. "Aaj toh bohot garam ho gyi hogi tu randi, hai na", he said as he humped her roughly from behind. "Haan Mushtaq ji, ouccchhhh", she screamed loudly as Mushtaq roughly fucked her. After depositing his cum inside his dear wife's pussy, he turned her towards him and roughly kissed her lips. "Duniya me har mard kam se kam ek baar toh tere bhosda ka mazaa lene chahiye", he said with lust as he spit on her face cheaply and slapped her stupid cunt.

After their sex session, Purva proceeded to cook lunch in the nude as she usually did, while Mushtaq watched TV. After lunch, the couple proceeded to take a nap as Mushtaq lovingly wrapped his arms around his wife boobs and licked her neck and face with lust. They talked about a few things randomly including the raand naach. Purva confessed that she was indeed excited to be so nude and shameless on stage in front of countless men, but at the same time she wanted to deliver her best. "Uska chinta mat kar randi, Hussain ji bol rahe the ki Irfan bohot achha dance master hai, aur woh bohot strict bhi hai...woh tumhe achhe se sikhayega", he said to ease his slut wife.

After they got up at around 5 pm, Purva proceeded to prepare some snacks and poured a peg of rum for her husband. This was how they usually spent the evenings of their married life. Mushtaq made Purva sit beside him as he devoured his favorite rum while watching TV. Of course, his hands nonchalantly roamed around on Purva's naked flesh as he took fun in pinching his wife's boobs and rubbing her pussy. Purva loved how romantic it was and was starting to love this activity each evening. She loved to be naked for her husband and have her private parts for devoted to his hands as he drank his alcohol. As Mushtaq consumed liquor, he would get horny and that was usually evident in the way he would start molesting his wife's tits and pussy. Purva usually loved it and even found it cute on the part of her husband as he would involuntarily start treating her rougher and rougher as he got high. He would also every now and then smooch her lips completely engulfing his wife's luscious lips inside his and licking them with lust. Purva loved how nasty and cheap this activity was, given that she hated the smell of alcohol. But of course, she loved how special it made Mushtaq feel and so she obediently offered herself completely to him.

As the couple were enjoying themselves, they heard a knock on the door. Purva immediately got out of the bed and opened the door careful to hide her nude self behind the door. Of course there was no chance that it would be a woman, but she just wanted to play it safe.

"Kaun hai randi?", her husband asked her.

"Hussain ji aur Irfan ji aaye hai Mushtaq ji, aaiye saheb aaiye", she welcomed them, as she gave up her modesty exposing her nude body to the their feasting eyes.

Hussain and Irfan smiled at each other amused at how casual this whore was in exhibiting her nude body to them. Of course, this quality of Purva was so useful to them right then. Her shamelessness and her eagerness to show off her private parts to all sorts of men was what made this whole raand naach proposal materialize, and Hussain and Irfan could not be more happier for that.

"Kya chal rha hai Mushtaq, do do nashe leke baithe ho", said Hussain suggestively.

"Arre shaam ko yeh hi hota hai saheb humara schedule. Thoda nasha idhar, aur thoda nasha udhar", he said pointing at Purva's pussy.

All the men shared a laugh as Purva too politely smiled at Hussain and Irfan.

"Randi ek kaam kar, wahan se do chair leke aa aur chai bhi bana de Irfan aur Hussain ji k liye", said Mushtaq.

"Thik h ji", said Purva obediently and got on with the command.

Purva prepared chai for the 2 guests in the nude and got them to the hall in a tray.

"purghi tum bhi yahan baith jao, hum log teri raandnaach k baare kuch jaroori cheeze baat karne aaye hai", said Hussain.

"Ji saheb", said purva as she sat beside Mushtaq in the nude as Mushtaq proceeded to play with her tits immediately.

Both Irfan and Hussain acknowledged Mushtaq's lust for his wife and how shamelessly she allowed him to molest her in front of men as they passed a sly smile at Purva.

Purva blushed deeply as she tried to act nonchalant about it.

After a few sips of the tea, Hussain brought the objective of their visit to the forefront.

"Mushtaq, aaj subah tum logon k jaane k baad main aur Irfan kuch soch rahe the raandnaach k baare me", he said.

"Ji boliye na", said Mushtaq.

"Hum soch rahe the Mushtaq, ki purghi ke raandnaach ke saath thoda aur masala bhi ho jaye", said Hussain.

Mushtaq not sure of what exactly was in Hussain's mind, said "kis tarah ka masala saheb?"

"Yaar hum aise kuch soch rahe the...ki purghi ko ek nayi vadhu jaise stage pe dikhaye iski raandnaach shuru karne se pehle", said Hussain.

Mushtaq thoughtfully nodded. "achha, aage batao Hussain ji.."

"Haan, toh Abdul hai na humare saath, woh isse introduce karega ki yeh uski biwi hai. Hum soch rahe the ki yeh thoda achha mahaul banayega raandnaach k liye. Randi ko ek achha red color saree bhi pehnayenge aur ek dum achhi tarah haath aur pair pe mehendi lagake achhe se mustaab karenge isse", said Hussain.

"Achha saheb, sahi hai, fir? uske baad naach shuru hoga?", asked Mushtaq.

"Haan uske baad hi. Parr raandnaach shuru hone se pehle Abdul stage pe bolega ki yeh uski biwi bohot achhi naachti hai, aur yeh ki woh apne biwi ka nanga naach sab ko dikhana chahta hai. fir apne biwi ka saree utaar dega stage pe aur isse nanga karega, aur bass randi ki raandnaach shuru ", said Hussain.

Mushtaq certainly loved the idea, evident in how he reacted. He looked at his wife and pinched her nipples roughly.

"Haha, achha idea hai yeh saheb", he said.

"Haan, aise kuch masala ho toh aur badhiya mahaul lagega guests k liye, hai na?", said Hussain as Irfan appreciatively nodded his head.

"Ji bilkul, achha idea hai...yeh karenge", said Mushtaq enthusiastically.

"kyun purghi, karogi na yeh? tumhe ek achha saree bhi pehnne ko milega", said Hussain.

Purva too loved the idea. It was certainly a little kinky but she too was of the view that it would add a good sense of ambience to the whole raand naach.

"Ji, main karungi yeh", she said as she politely smiled at Hussain and Irfan.

"Badhiya, iske saath hi kuch aur cheeze bhi karna chahte hai hum purghi k saath, raandnaach k liye", said Hussain.

"Boliye na, Hussain ji", said Mushtaq as he continued to drink his alcohol, and in the process getting rougher with his wife, as he tightly pinched his wife's tits. He also made her spread her legs so that her pussy was openly visible to both Hussain and Irfan.

Hussain had of course seen such behaviour from Mushtaq at his home, but for Irfan it was the first time, and he was enjoying how Mushtaq was treating his wife in front of them. He gave a lusty look at Purva meeting her gaze and openly brought his gaze down to gawk at her pussy. It was truly an erotic experience for him to see such a willing and shameless whore.

Hussain continued, '"Toh hum yeh soch rahe the ki randi ka kuch badhiya makeup ho jaaye raandnaach k liye, kyun?"

Mushtaq said, "Arre saheb makeup toh karenge hi iska...bina makeup k kaise stage pe naachegi yeh?"

"Haan matab...par hum chahte hai ki isko thoda ajeeb sa makeup de...matlab kuch colorful wala makeup", said Hussain.

Irfan, looking at Mushtaq's confused face, and understanding that Hussain probably had difficulty in conveying his exact intentions, interjected "Mushtaq ji, actually baat yeh hai ki ab purghi naachegi stage pura nanga ho kar, hai na?".

"Haan", said Mushtaq.

"Ab yeh toh aap manoge na, ki jitni bhi raand ho, stage pe itne saare mard k saamne pura nanga hoke naachna sharam ki baat hoti hai, aur aise khullam khulla naachne k liye bohot besharam hone chahiye, hai na?", said Irfan in a confident manner.

"Thik h, maan gaye Irfan, aage batao...", said Mushtaq.

"Ji, toh ab purghi stage pe nanga ho kar naach rahi hai, toh isko hum bohot besharam dikhane k liye kuch cheap makeup and look dena chahte hai isse, matlab ek sasti raand jaise, samajh rahe ho na aap, ki main kya bolna chahta hu?", said Irfan trying to sound convincing.

Mushtaq as well as Purva got an idea of their intentions. Their argument was that only a cheap and shameless whore would accept to dance naked on stage in front of so many men, so it was logical that Purva should be shown on stage like a cheap prostitute. Truth be told, she found their argument legit, but what was exactly in their minds? As Mushtaq spoke out, she realised that he was also on the same page as her.

"Hmm, samajh rha hu Irfan, aage batao...kaise makeup karna chahte ho randi ka?", said Mushtaq.

"Ji, toh hum soch rahe hai ki purghi ke baal waise bhi ajeeb hai abhi...toh isko thoda aur cheap and sexy dikhane k liye ise bohot chota kar de pehle toh", said Irfan. Of course, he wanted to take it slow, step by step. Hussain and Irfan had together thought about all of this, as a way to satisfy their kinks for Purva. They realised that there was so much potential in this raand naach and that they could make it so sexually erotic and cheap with a willing whore like Purva. Irfan knew that to convince Mushtaq and Purva, he needed to talk properly, and so he did, carving out his words confidently and sensibly.

Mushtaq asked, "kitna chhota karna chahte ho?"

"Mushtaq ji dekho, main toh chahta hu ki randi ke baal 1 cm se jaada na ho, tabhi iska ka ek cheap look aayega. Main isko bohot kam baalon me dikhana chahta hu. Matlab yeh main iss liye suggest kar rha hu kyun ki purghi k baalon ko woh auraton ne already kaat liya, aur sach batau toh waise bhi aise uneven baalon me aap ki randi gandi lag rhi hai...toh main bass yeh bol rha hu ki isko uniform kar dete hai ek dum chhota kar ke...fir randi ka bohot badhiya cheap look aayega jo raandnaach k liye bohot sahi lagega", said Irfan.

Hussain was of course listening intently. Earlier, they had decided that Irfan should be the one to talk through the majority of this, as Hussain belonged to the same slum as Musthaq. So, he wasn't sure if proposing such a vulgar proposition to Musthaq and Purva would yield fruitful results. Anyway, he was happy with how Irfan was carrying out their plan.

Mushtaq, was no doubt excited and aroused about this proposition, imagining such a cheap and slutty look for Purva. She would look so trashy and roadside dancing naked on stage with an almost bald head.

Purva on the other hand was slightly worried. No doubt, she engaged in the same kind of perversion given how she loved to be humiliated and used. Her only concern was getting almost bald. She would definitely look really really trashy and she would love it, but how could she possibly get back to normal life after that? What would she explain to her urban neighbors when asked about her near-baldness, when she finally got back with Tarun? The social pressure did make her uncomfortable about this idea. However, she did feel pretty excited about the idea, truth be told. Indeed these men had great kinks, she thought as she looked at Irfan and Hussain, all passionate about bringing the best out of Purva for the raand naach. Of course, she knew they were all satisfying their sexual kinks, and that's what made her excited. She loved to be an exhibit, a sex object that men would use to satisfy their perverted pleasures. Anyway, she let them continue and listen them out completely as Mushtaq spoke.

"Hmm, yaar 1cm baal toh bohot chhota ho gaya, takla hi maan lo fir...aur takla ho gyi toh iska ijjat pura chala jayega..isse gaav ke mahilayon toh waise bhi neech samajhte hai...aur agar baal itna udha diya raandnaach k liye toh isse aur neech kar denge", said Mushtaq.

"dekho Mushtaq ji, thik h main yeh maan leta hu ki 1cm bohot chhota hai aur randi usme takla lagega...par ijjat kyun chali jayegi iski? Aaj kal randiyon ko itna fashion me toh rehna padta hai na. Aur waise toh main isse takla bhi banane ka soch rha tha...par hum yeh bhi soch rahe the ki iske baalon pe alag alag colour ke dye bhi lagaye aur achha cheap look dene k liye isko stage pe, toh uske liye randi pe thoda baal hona jaroori hai. Aur mujhe yeh bhi pata hai ki aap ko aap ke randi ke kaksh k baal bohot pasand hai...toh inko waise main kaatne ka soch rha tha, parr kyun ki aap ko itna pasand hai, main chahta hu ki inko bhi achhe se colour dye karwaye", said Irfan, once again confidently putting forward his perverted thoughts for the whore.

Purva was now beginning to get concerned. Irfan was asking Mushtaq to not just colour her hair with multiple colours but also colour her armpit hair. She knew she would look utterly cheap in such a perverted avatar. No doubt such a look would be so damn hot and trashy, and she certainly appreciated Irfan and Hussain's creativity as they talked about such ideas. There was no doubt such a nasty and cheap look on Purva would definitely make men go crazy with perverted pleasure, something that would go well with the shameless raand naach she was going to do. Thinking about herself in such a sleazy look made her beam with happiness too, but it would certainly entail a lot of risk for her. As Mushtaq pointed out, such a nasty and cheap look would definitely not go down well with the slum women who had severely humiliated purva for appearing nude at the milk booth. What would she say to the slum women when she would go to deliver milk, when they would ask her about her cheap looks? She was sure that this raand naach was a men only event so there would no women for the event, so the raand naach itself was fine.

But now her almost bald look with multiple colours as well as coloured bushy armpit hair in such a public setup has a great possibility of pissing the slum women off. What would she say to dadi maa? What if she would not approve of Purva's extremely trashy look? She certainly didn't want to disappoint dadi maa who was so close to her. Moreover, she could certainly not go through another trashing from the slum women for being so shameless and whorish with her looks. In the larger scheme of things, she would probably find some reason for such a stupid and trashy look to say to her urban neighbors when she got back to her normal life, and she would definitely not have a problem with Tarun who always supported Purva in acting on her kinks and fetishes, but indeed getting almost bald would be a very bold step for her. Moreover getting her hair dyed with multiple colours would draw too much of a flak from the slum women, and she knew she would definitely be ill-treated if she went ahead. Anyway, she decided to voice her opinions later, and let her husband Mushtaq handle the situation right then.

"Yaar, yeh toh bohot jaada ho gaya randi k liye...bohot hi sasti chhinnar lagegi jis hisaab se tum bol rahe ho...matlab randi wala ganda makeup ispe mujhe bhi pasand hai aur main bhi isko aise makeup karta hu jab hum bahar nikalte hai, parr yeh bohot hi ganda hoga. Aur isne abhi tak bohot maar khaya hai gaav ke auraton ke haath...aaj Hussain ji ne tumhe bataya na...iska bhosda tak nhi chhoda unn auraton ne, aur agar isne aise kiya, toh woh log wapas iski pitai kar denge", said Mushtaq, with a voice of concern for his dear whore. Of course, he too was intrigued and aroused with such a look for purva, but he did realise that they were asking too much out of purva. He was also concerned about the slum women. Given how roughly they had treated his whore for wandering out shamelessly naked, he was sure they would make noise and mess with purva if she appeared in such a cheap persona.

Purva was glad that Mushtaq, her husband was taking a stance for her. She of course knew that Mushtaq loved to humiliate her, and she also knew that Mushtaq would, like all the men in the slums, love to see Purva in such a trashy look. But she also knew he would not give her up to the slum women, that her safety was important to him, and she was certainly moved by his gesture. She listened to the conversation intently though she desperately had questions about the whole thing. For now, she decided that she let the men talk and reach a conclusion and then she would voice her opinion and concerns. She knew that it was not something Hussain and Irfan would force Purva to do without her consent, so she was not feeling uncomfortable and awkward about it. Of course, she realised her purpose for the raand naach was to be a source of utmost pleasure for all the men in the slums along with the guests and that Irfan and Hussain were only talking about the best way to put the show up. Of course, she knew that they were derived from their perverted thoughts about Purva, but she wasn't worried about it. After all, she was of the impression that men would have such perverted intentions about a whore like her.

Moreover, Hussain had already told them how important her naked raand naach was for the entire slums politically and culturally, and as Mushtaq's wife, she did feel responsible for it. Anyway, she kept quiet for the time being and just listened intently to the men.

"Dekho Mushtaq ji, mujhe pata hai tumhari raand unn auraton se kitni gandi tarah maar khayi hai...parr ab aise aap log unse darte rahoge toh kya fayda? Aap hi bol rahe ho na, ki woh auraton ne aap ki raand ko neech samajh liya hai? Toh ab agar randi agar takla bann kar colour laga liya toh kya farak padh raha hai aap ko? Bass, thoda aur neech ho gyi, itna hi na?", said Irfan.

Irfan continued, "Chalo main ek baath sach sach bataunga aap dono k saamne Mushtaq ji...aaj tak maine bohot raandnaach karwaya hai aise hi stage pe kaafi gaav me...parr aaj tak ek bhi raand pura nanga ho kar nhi naachi. Aur main yeh bhi bol sakta hu...ki tumhari raand jaise raand ko maine aaj tak nhi dekha hai...sachhi mein...iske babbe, chucche, bhosda, gaand, kamar...sab ek dum top class hai, iska shape ek dum nasheela hai...ek dum aise raandnaach k liye bana hua hai iska badan. Ab aise randi agar besharam khullam khulla naachne k liye tayyar hai, apni bhosda aur chucche hawa pe khelte hue, toh achhe se dikhao na isse, bass mera yeh point hai. Aise baal aur kaksh me colour lagake naachegi toh sab ko bohot achha lagega, aur apne guests toh randi ko dekh kar bohot khush honge. Chalo aap mujhe yeh batao...aap ki raand ko dekh ke sach batao...isse aise cheap look me aise nanga naachte hue dekhne me kitna mazaa aayega aap ko?", said Irfan. He knew this time he made a very good impression for sure. He looked at Mushtaq who kept silent for a moment, and finally responded...

"Yaar Irfan, main yeh nhi mana karr rha. Mujhe pata hai meri randi bohot maal hai, aur aise avatar me bohot sasti raand jaise dikhegi aur Mastanpur me har mard ka dil khush hoga isse aise dekh ke...par iska bhosda toh mera hai na...iska bhosda ka khyaal toh rakhna hoga mujhe, hai ki nhi? Raandnaach k baad tum log toh chale jaaoge, aur agar woh auraton ne iska bhosda ka pitai kar liya toh?", said Mushtaq in a stern voice.

Purva was listening intently to the discussion, as both Purva and Hussain became mute spectators and exchanged looks at each other. Purva of course, understood the gravity of the situation. She could see that her husband was putting forward his points towards her safety and she loved him for that. Hussain just blinked his eyes at Purva, suggesting her to remain calm and let Irfan and Mushtaq deal with the situation right now. Purva too nodded her head that evoked a comforting smile from Hussain.

"Hmm, thik h Mushtaq ji, main samajh gaya aap ka darr. Agar yahi aap ka problem hai, toh main kal hi jaake gaav k saare auraton se baat karunga personally. Unko main samjhaunga ki purghi ka yeh raandnaach Mastanpur k liye kitna bhala hai aur iss raandnaach me purghi ko achhe se dikhana kitna jaroori hai. Agar main yeh karunga toh aap khush honge Mushtaq ji?", said Irfan affirmatively.

Mushtaq gave it some thought. He knew Irfan was speaking truthfully, and he knew that if he said yes, he would definitely talk to the slum women and convince them for Purva's cheap prostitute look for the raand naach. He thought for a while. "Thik hai Irfan, agar tum gaav ke auraton ko yeh bol sakte ho aur agar woh maan gaye aur yeh bole ki woh meri raand ki maar-peeth nhi karenge, toh thik hai", he said.

Irfan was very satisfied with Mushtaq's reponse. "Thik hai, main kal hi jaake sab ko saath laake baat karunga". Hussain too nodded in agreement.

"Hmm, toh agar woh maan gaye toh mujhe problem nhi hai agar meri randi yeh karna pasand karegi toh", said Mushtaq.

All the men now looked onto the naked Purva as if asking her to say YES. She was of course excited about showing herself in such a nasty avatar, but at the same time she was also dubious about the whole thing. Was she there yet, where she could exhibit herself in such a demeaning and cheap manner to all the men in public? She wasn't sure. She mad multiple concerns, and now that she finally got the chance to speak herself up, she decided to be confident and go for it.

What's the 'deal'?

Purva sat there with her head resting on her husband's chest and her legs spread wide showing her damp pussy to the two guests. Mushtaq having offered the liberty of letting Purva decide if she was ready to show up for the raand naach in such a perverted sleazy outfit played around with her tits. All the three men were waiting for Purva's acceptance of Irfan and Hussain's proposal of having her hair cut to near-bald and have it dyed with multiple colours. Along with that, Irfan also proposed that Purva's thick armpit hair that was a ridiculous outcome of Mushtaq's fetish, be also dyed with colour which would make her look even more clownish and cheap. She knew that she could straightaway said no, and the men would not bother her with it, but she decided to give it more thought. Indeed, imagining herself in such a cheap state made her aroused for sure. The thought of having to be humiliated so much and then dance in that avatar all naked to loud songs shamelessly on stage in front of all the slum men was truly going to be an extremely erotic experience for Purva. Irfan also guaranteed that he would talk to the slum women tomorrow and convince them how important it was to show Purva in such a ridiculously perverted way for the raand naach to one and all. If that was successful, she wouldn't need to worry about being ill-treated by the slum women like earlier. Anyway, she wanted to make sure she got all her questions answered first and then decide whether she was going to do it or not.

The men looked on at the nude Purva who was shamelessly sitting like a man showing off all of her private parts for the men to relish. Hussain and Irfan could not help but openly gawk at her exposed pussy. Purva of course knew that her pussy was leaking and that it subject to Hussain's and Irfan's lust but she had to deal with this important matter. She was lost in thoughts as to what she should do when Mushtaq pinched her tits roughly. "Randi, bolo tumhe kya lagta hai...", he said.

Purva looked at Mushtaq and then thought for a while to gather her thoughts together. She then started to speak.

"Irfan saheb, pehle main yeh jaanna chahti hu ki jo colour wala dye mere sir parr aur kaksh me daala jaayega woh kitne din rahega".
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