Swathi Saluva- From VP To A Cheap Slut – Part 1

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Swathi Saluva- From VP To A Cheap Slut – Part 1

I am 26 years old and working as a Business executive in a leading Telecom Company. My husband Varun and I met when we were doing our MBA and we got married a year back. I am 5’8 and fair. I have shoulder length straight black hair with brown streaks. My figure is 34D-28-32.

Varun and I regularly hit the gym and we keep fit. I am sure you noticed my cup size. It’s all Varun. He just loves my boobs. It’s like he just can’t stop squeezing and sucking them. I mean in college I had a B cup size. After marriage, thanks to Varun, I do get a deep sexy cleavage in the dresses I wear. I am not complaining.

Well, this story is about what happened 6 months back. One of Varun’s uncle died. The last rites were to be done in his native village. I was sure that Varun will just go for a few days and come back. But his parents insisted so much that even I had to go. So we had to leave in a hurry.

I took whatever little traditional clothes I had and left. When we reached there, I was wearing a sleeveless white shirt and jeans. I have always worn a shirt with the top two buttons open, showing my cleavage. I was so stupid to wear such an outfit in the village.

Just about everyone was staring at my breasts. The women were already gossiping about me, that what kind of a whore Varun has married.

One Woman: “Yeh kaisi rand se shaadi kar liya hai Varun ne. Koi laaj hai ki nahin. Yun apne badan ki numaish kar rahi hai. Itna hi hai toh sabke bistar mein nangi so ja”

Second Woman: “Arrey Mausi, yeh modern ladkiyan hoti hi aisi hai. Pehle adnangi ghumengi, aur phir koi ucch neech ho jaye toh bolenge, ladke badmash hai. Aji jism dikhaoge toh kutte toh nochne ke liye aayenge hi.”

I was really shocked to hear such things. I had realized my mistake and decided to go and change. Varun was immediately given a lot of work and he got busy. I felt so lonely. The next day I had just woken up when one of Varun’s aunty came.

She said, “Yunhi baithe rahogi ya phir kuch kaam karogi. Shakal diya hai bhagwaan, akal nahin mili kya. Jaldi tayaar ho and sabko nashta do.”

Me: Ji, main jaldi aati hun.

I decided to get a bath. But wait, where is the bathroom. There wasn’t one in my room. After again hearing a lot of taunts about not being able to find a bathroom, I finally found one empty. This was a bit outside. It was just a room with tap, bucket and a mug. It had windows on the top. I went in and slowly changed.

I had never taken a bath in a sort of open bathroom. The air coming in from the open window was touching my naked body and my nipples had got erect with the cool breeze. Unknowingly I started to caress my breasts. As I was about to finger myself, I heard something or someone.

It appeared as if someone was near the window. I just took a bath and got done. I came back to my room and decided to wear the saree today. When I wore the blouse and saree, I was shocked. I had outgrown my blouse. This blouse was stitched before marriage. And as I had said earlier, my cup size had increased.

My breasts literally appeared bigger and coming out. I thought that if I skipped the bra, perhaps it will be a bit small and fit in better. So I removed the bra and just wore the blouse. My nipples were surely poking out and the cleavage was still deep and vivid. But my breasts weren’t popping out.

I quickly d****d a chiffon light yellow and pink saree and wore it low waist as I always did. I finally went to the kitchen where the ladies were working. As soon as I came in, everyone looked at me. Didn’t know what happened now, but the gossip started again.

Me: Main aa gayee hun, kya madad karun.

Aunty: Aa gayee maharani. Chal ab thali utha and uss room mein saare aadmi baithe hai, unhe dekar aa. Dhyan dena, unhe jo chahiye, jaldi dena. Koi galti nahin honi chahiye.

Me: Ji, bilkul.

I quickly took the plates and went to the room. All the men (mostly old) were sitting on the floor on a blanket. As soon as I entered everyone started looking at me. I bent down and started serving the plates. Every man was looking at me so seriously. I now started to serve food.

In all this effort to serve everything properly. I had no clue my pallu had moved considerably and my cleavage was now on full display. I hadn’t realized until I saw nobody looking at my face anymore while serving. I quickly realized that they were ogling my breasts. I tried tipobet to cover them with my pallu.

But it’s difficult to keep the pallu in one place if you have to continuously bend and serve. I tried a couple of times, then I just gave up. I just let them have their fun. As I stood there checking if anyone needed anything, I overheard a couple of men, perhaps older than my dad talk:

Man 1: Kaun hai yeh ladki?

Man 2: Arrey Kapoor ji ki bahu hai.Wahi Varun ki biwi.

Man 1: Oh accha. Wahi hai na, jo MBA ki hui hai, love marriage.

Man 2: Haan sahi pehchana.

Man 1: Yeh kaise blouse pehni hai. Lagta hai sabkuch bahar aa jayega.

Man 2: Arrey sahab, yeh ladkiyan MBA TemBA kar leti hai. Lekin sanskar kuch nahin. Nangi ghumna, badan ki numaish karna, yahi aata hai inhe.

Man 1: Bhai hamare yahan aisi ladkiyon ko raand kehte hai.

Man 2: Bhai sahab, aap ekdum wajib baat kah rahe hai. Koi izzat hi nahin hai bado ki, ki kaise kapde pehenkar saamne aani chahiye.

Man 1: Iski maa bhi aisi hi raand hogi, tabhi beti aisi hui hai. Varun kaisi ladki se shaadi kar liya hai.

Man 2: Dekh nahin rahe hai kyu shaadi kiya. Roz raat bistar par aag lagati hogi.

Man 1: Arrey beti ki umar ki hai, kya bol rahe ho.

Man 2: Meri Beti nangi nahin ghumegi. Aur aise badan dikhayegi toh mard ke andar ka tharak toh aayegi hi.

Man 1: Haha sahi bole. Ladki hai ekdum kadak malai maarke.

I was so shocked to hear men older than my dad, talk like that about me. I just stood there waiting for everyone to get done. In the evening it was decided that the women will be going to some place for a ritual and will return next evening. I was asked to stay and cater to any remaining guests.

In a way I was happy but later realized that I should have gone. In the evening I was in my room when I heard someone call me and asked to go to the top floor, as they needed me. I decided to wear my bra and wearing the same chiffon saree. When I reached I saw the same two old men in the room.

Man 1: Aao beti. Kya naam hai hai tumhara?

Me: Natasha.

Man 2: Bohot accha naam hai. Humein pehchane?

Me: Nahin.

Man 1: Main Naresh.

Man 2: Aur Main Amrendra.

Man 1: Hum log Varun ke duur ke mama hai.

Man 2: Tum gayi nahin sabke saath?

Me: Nahin Mamaji, mann nahin kiya.

Man 2: Accha hi ki. Abhi tum kuch kar rahe ho?

Me: Nahin, free hi hun.

Man 1: Beti, bohot dino se pairon mein bohot dard ho raha hai. Tum thoda tel maalish kar deti toh accha hota.

I was wondering what to do, but couldn’t say no.

Me: Thik hai mamaji, main oil garam karke laati hun.

As soon as I returned, both mamaji were sitting on a recliner kind of chair and having alcohol. I was a bit surprised.

Naresh: Arrey beti, thoda pi rahe hai. Dard mein accha hota hai. Tum massage karogi, toh aur bhi accha hoga.

I agreed. Now both Naresh and Amrendra were probably in their late 50s and had a big pot belly. They were almost bald and were in a white banian and dhoti.

Me: Pehle kiska karun?

Amrendra: Arrey beti pehle Naresh kar karlo, tab tak main thoda daaru ka mazaa le leta hun.

It was a bit weird, but then Amrendra got up and closed the door and bolted it.

Amrendra: Arrey, isliye band kar diya kyunki thand hawa aa rahi thi. Tum start karo.

I got down and took some oil and started to massage Naresh mama’s hairy leg. I slowly caressed his leg and started to move my hand up and down his leg. I could see Naresh mama looking at me. I looked down and continued to massage.

Naresh: Arrey beti thoda aur upar karo…knees ke pass bhi. Aur close aa jao, aaram se karo.

I came closer and started to massage his knees. His dhoti was now just at his knees. He continued drinking and looking at me. Amrendra was constantly making new drinks and giving to Naresh. He even offered me, but I refused.

Naresh: Beti knees ke upar bhi thoda karo. mere thighs mein bhi kaafi pain hota hai.

As I moved forward to massage his thighs.

Naresh: arrey beti yahan nahin ho payega. Main bed par let jata hun. He went and lay on the bed. Now I was bending and massaging his thighs.

Me: Mamaji, dhoti thoda upar kar dijiye.

Naresh: Arrey beti sharmao mat, hata lo tum khud hi, jaisa thik lage.

I kept hesitating when Naresh ji completely removed his dhoti.

Naresh: Yeh lo, pura hata diya maine.

I was shocked. He was just in underwear. I now slowly massaged his thighs. But due to bending my saree was getting oiled too.

Amrendra: Arrey arrey beti tipobet güvenilir mi sambhalke, tumhari saree kharab ho raha hai. Oil lag raha hai.

Me: Oh.thik hai mamaji, main baad mein dho lungi.

Amrendra: Arrey nahin aise kaise. Hamare beti ki saree kharab ho jaye. Ek kaam karo, yeh saree utar do. Phir aaram se karo.

I was shocked to hear that. I refused.

Amrendra: Sharmao mat, tum beti ki tarah ho.

And he came and held my pallu and started to pull it off me. Soon I was turning around and within seconds my saree was taken away. Both were staring at me. I was about to start the massage, when

Naresh: Arrey beti thak gayi hogi. Thoda ruk jao. Yeh lo yeh thoda pi lo.

Me: Nahin mamaji.

Naresh: arrey tum kya daaru nahin peeti apne ghar par.

Me: Peeti hun, par.

Amrendra: Par war kuch nahin. Itne din baad aaye ho. Chalo piyo.

I tried to refuse, but in the end, had to just accept. As soon as I took a sip, it tasted yuck. I started coughing.

Naresh: Koi baat nahin beti, ek baar mein pura le lo.

So I just took a bottom up. Didn’t realize there was quite a bit in the glass and I got an instant high. They gave me one more drink and though I refused, they made me have it. I was now two drinks down and quite a bit high.

Naresh: Chalo beti, ab massage karo.

As I was massaging

Amrendra: Arrey beti aise nahin karte, thoda zor laga ke.

Saying this he kept his hand on my hands and started to show me how. I was a bit dizzy when Naresh mama gave me another drink and I finished it. Soon I was 5 drinks down and I now was really high. Naresh came and held me from the back and holding my waist.

Naresh: Kya hua jaaneman, daaru kuch zyada hi strong tha.

I was about to turn and see him when Amrendra came and held my face.

Amrendra: Kya mall ho tum Natasha. Tumhare lips ko main zindagi bhar chus sakta hun.

I was so high that could hardly do anything, but I was realizing that it wasn’t right.

Naresh was feeling my waist and slowly moved his hand down and held my pussy over my petticoat and said.

Naresh: Bohot aag hai na iss chut mein? Garam maal hai na tu. Yahan aakar raand ke tarah apna jism dikhati hai. Hamara lauda garam karti hai. Saali, teri suhaagraat karni padegi. Randi suhaagraat.

He immediately pulled my petticoat knot and my petticoat was on the floor. I was now in a black panty, light blue blouse and black bra. I just pushed Naresh mama and moved away. Now both were standing in front of me.

Amrendra: Saali ki panty dekh rahe hai Naresh Ji. Kitna chota pehenti hai. Hamari aurat toh pura ek jangiya hi laga leti hai. Iss saali rand mein lund ko khada karne ki jawani hai.

Naresh: Toh phir der kis baat ki, aaj raat iski jawani ka ek ek buund ras piyenge. Itna chodenge ki zindagi bhar hamari lund ke liye taras jayegi.

Amrendra: Arrey aaram se Naresh ji. Puuri raat hai iss bulbul ke gulgul ke saath khekne ke liye.

Naresh: Natasha, Varun tumhein hafte mein kitna baar chodta hai?

I was really high but could make out a bit what they were saying. I didn’t reply to his question.

Amrendra: Saali chinaal, suni nahin. jawab de.

Me: Roz.

Amrendra: Suna Naresh ji.

Naresh: Aise jawan ladki ko toh main bistar se utarne na dun. Ragad ragad ka chodna chahiye aise mall ko. Iska Randwa pati na jane kahan chodke chala gaya. Bhai agar biwi itni maal ho toh use tijhori mein rakho.Warna agar kissi ke haath lag gayi, toh iske jism ko noch ke rakh denge.

They both started laughing. Soon they came and made me drink a couple of more drinks. Now I was totally out of control. Naresh ji came and tore my blouse and removed my bra and Amrendra tore my panty. I was pushed on the bed and they both jumped on me like wild dogs.

Naresh was sucking and biting my breasts and Amrendra was licking my inner thighs and fingering my pussy. With so much alcohol in my system and them sucking me, I let out a soft moan.

Amrendra: Naresh ji, yauvan ki ghanti baj gayi hai, aaj raat iska suhaag raat. Aap khelo isko saath, main aur daaru lekar aata hun.

Saying this Amrendra left and I was there naked on the bed. Naresh ji bolted the door. He came to my bed and took off his banian and then took off underwear. He came and lay beside me and held my face and started caressing it. I started begging to leave me.

Naresh: Arrey beti, yeh lund dekh rahe ho, kitna khada ho gaya. isse kaun thanda karega. Abhi yeh sirf tumhare garam geeli chuut mein hi tipobet giriş thanda hoga.

Saying this he started sucking my lips and biting it. He started caressing my breasts and inserted his tongue in my mouth. I sucked his tongue and he just continued to maul my breasts and we were sucking each other.

He then went down sucking my neck. Then took my left breast in his mouth and started sucking. I could hear the slurping of his mouth.

Naresh: Oh Natasha, tumhare yeh naram naram boobs kitne acche hai. Varun is so lucky to have you. Agar mera bas chale is gaon ke har ek aadmi se tumhare boobs chuswayun. Itne bade aur naram hai.

He kept biting my nipples and squeezing them hard. All of a sudden he held both my hands and got on me. He was really heavy and in a second, something big and hard entered my pussy. It pained and I moaned, but he continued to pump me hard. He continued to lick my face, neck, lips and continued to pump me.

I could feel his saliva all over my face. His alcohol breath was all over me. We both were sweating and he continued to fuck me hard. I moaned and he pushed it deeper. I couldn’t believe that a young Business Executive, who did her MBA from a reputed college and working in a top Telecom company was being fucked hard by an old man.

He increased the pace and all of sudden I felt a burst of warm semen in my pussy. I fell down beside me and we both were sweating and breathing heavily. For the last 15 minutes, I was drilled deeper and harder while being kissed, sucked, bitten, licked and abused in the filthiest of ways by a man older than my dad.

I heard a knock on the door. Naresh ji went an opened the door.

Amrendra: Arrey Naresh ji underwear toh pehen lijiye.

Naresh: Bhai Sahab, ek baar iss ladki ka jawani chakh lenge na, na isse kapde pehne denge aap na khud pehenge. Yeh woh high society ki kantaap maal hoti hai. Yeh uss category ki hai. Main likhkar deta hun, aap sheher chale jayyiye. Iske office, yeh aapse ek minute ke liye bhi nahin milegi.

Naresh: Mil bhi li, toh aise dekhgi aapko jaise ki maano koi neech shreni ke aadmi hai. Ab aise guruur wali maal ka ghamand nanga hoke hi todenge na. Yeh lijye, ab aap maja lijye. Main chala thoda ganja lene.

Naresh ji left and Amrendra ji closed the door. I knew it was the 2nd round for me. Amrendra ji sat down on the recliner.

Amrendra: Natasha beti, mere paas aao.

I was about to wear something.

Amrendra: Arrey nange aao mere pass. Aise sundar badan par kapde acche nahin lagte.

I went and he made me sit on his lap. He held my breast and caressed it and then started sucking. He buried his face in between my boobs and rubbed it. He was sucking, licking and biting my breasts. Meanwhile, his hand was caressing my naked back.

He bit my nipple hard and I screamed. As I screamed he started laughing.

Amrendra: Oh beti, main toh pyar kar raha hun. Jao mere liye glass mein daaru laao.

As soon as I got up, he pulled me back and sat down and felt something hard went in my pussy. I screamed and realized his penis was in and he started to make me jump. I was slowly grinding my pussy. His hard penis was like a strong rod that I was jumping on.

He lifted me and threw me on the bed. He immediately got naked and jumped on me like a wild b**st. He started biting me everywhere. My legs, thighs, breasts, hands, everywhere. I moaning in pain, but he was hunting me like a dog. I tried to run, but he pulled me by my hair.

Amrendra: Sun re high class Rand. Main Naresh nahin hun. Woh saala moga ko pata nahin ek chinal se kaise maze leta hai. Jab tak tere jaise raand ko 5-6 jhappad nahin lagenge, tab tak saari attitude utarti nahin hai.

Amrendra: Uss din khana dene aayi thi, kuitya, bra kyun nahin peheni thi. Hamara lund khada karne tha kyun. Tujhe dekhkar hi mujhe laga, isse toh nangi karke ragad ke chodenge.

Me: Please mujhe chhod dijye.

Amrendra: Hahaha, abhi toh teri gaand tak nahin maari.

Saying this he turned me over and spread my legs. Spit on his hand rubbed my asscrack.

Me: Please mamaji, meri life kharab ho jayegi. Main sirf Varun ki hun.

It was as if an a****l had got in Amrendra ji. He immediately spread my legs and then thrust happened. My small asshole refused to let him in. But the force was so hard, that his cock entered and it left my ass bleeding. I was in so much pain that I just lay there.

He continued to pump me, but I was now in a different world. He licked my neck and pounded my ass. After a long time, I felt a gush of hot fluid being unloaded in my ass and he just fell on my back. He got up and pulled me in his arms and slept. I was too tired and could hardly move, so I slept in his arms.

TBC…….

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