It was a hot summer afternoon. Raghu was roaming at the villages of Rajasthan. He was a painter. He was 24 yr. Old, of medium height. He preferred to wear red tunic and white dhoti with kacha. He carried with him his painting equipment in a jhola hung from his muscular shoulder. His hair was jet black, curly, looks like a taaj over his head. He just used to paint sceneries, portraits and like painting. He traveled fro jaisalmir and his destination was barmer.<\/p>\n
During the journey the day finished and the sun is about to set. Raghu wants a shelter and he suddenly found an inn. After finishing the dinner, he is going to sleep. Suddenly he heard the sound of nupur- a bangle woman wore in legs.<\/p>\n
He was little astonished. He opened the door of the room to find out who is out there but he saw nobody. Suddenly he felt as if somebody has entered into his room. He was little embarrassed because he couldn\u2019t see anybody. He closed the door, turned to his bed and shocked.<\/p>\n
He saw a beautiful woman on the bed with red gaghra and black choli. She was damn hot and her ass was magnificent. It is as wide as a virgin\u2019s arm, fat. Her breasts are so big that it seemed that the choli was going to torn out. She wore a lot of chudi in her hand. A nose ring in her nose made her more sexy. She was shorter than raghu in height.<\/p>\n
She lowered her face when they saw each other. Raghu was dumbfounded by seeing a beautiful lady in his room. He never saw her entering, from where she came? He asked her: \u201cwho are you? How do you enter into my room?\u201d<\/p>\n
The woman rose and came near to raghu and said in a sweet voice:\u201d I am lajo. Tonight my periods end. I desperately need you to quench my thirst.\u201d Saying this she did an unimaginable thing. She pulls her gaghra up and blows a long and loud fart. It was full of smell of rotten eggs. Very smelly. It ends with a whas noise. Raghu was, within a moment, aroused. By smelling the odor, his dick swells and begins to spring out of his dhoti. He has a 9 incher as most rajasthanis have. After releasing that sexy bomb, she smiled and looked relieved. She knew that farts of young woman turn raghu on. Raghu was thinking of fucking her, in the mean time, she squatted on the floor and released another sexy bomb pur and started peeing. The combined noise of fart and pissing are too much for raghu. He immediately took her into his arms and went to bed. <\/p>\n
He just removed her gaghra and choli and started sucking her pussy. She began to moan\u201d aaahh, oooooohhhhhh, aur do, ab bardasht nahi hotaaaahhh.\u201d When raghu slid his 9 inch weapon into the door of the pussy, she became mad and screamed\u201d ohhh dal do na mere raja, ab aur mat tadpao.\u201d Raghu asked \u201ckya dal doon?\u201d Lajo said\u201d tumhara Lund, daalo ander raja.\u201d He then said\u201daacha, le meri rani.\u201d And entered his majestic sword into the pussy. She screamed\u201d aaaaaa, nikalo, dard hota hai.\u201d Raghu began to thrust. With each trust lajo started to moan in a loud pitch. Suddenly raghu was aware that he is going to cum. He said\u201d lajo mai jhadnewala hoon.\u201d In the mean time she came 4 times. She said\u201d jhad jaao mere ander, mai tumhara bache ki maa banna chahti hoon.\u201d Raghu increased the speed and with a tremendous moan \u201clajjooooo\u201d he came in. His warm thick rajasthani cum mixed with lajo\u2019s juice. Both of them collapsed in each others arms. Lajo got upand raghu asked where she is going. She said that she is going to loo to unload herself.<\/p>\n
Lajo went to bathroom and sat on the pan in Indian style. She lifted her gaghra above her hips and let out a loud fart that ends with an ssss sound. Immediately came two large sized yellowish brownish tards from her ass. A rotten eggy smell prevailed in the room. She looked relieved. Raghu was watching it. He said\u201d tumhara padh mujhe paagal kar deta hai. Aur uski ye khusbu hai ram.kya khati ho?\u201d Lajo smiled and said\u201d mere raja kal se mai anda khake ise banayi hoon. Kalse mai is halwe ko bacha ke rakhi hoon tumhara liye.\u201d She then looked as if she was in some pain and said\u201dpaadh aa raha hai.\u201d And let out a very loud and smelly fart pur along with a group of tards of different sizes. They are all brown color and had eggy odor. She smiled and took one piece of tard and said\u201d kha ke dekho kitna swadist hai.\u201dShe gave it to raghu. Rghu eat it and it tastes a little sour. He said\u201d par tumhe kaise pata chala ki mujhe ladkiyon ki padh aache lagte hai?\u201d She gave a mysterious smile. Then she relesed two more tards and got up. Raghu washed her shit hole and both of them go to bed again.<\/p> \n\n
Raghu and lajo made love for the second time and collapsed in each others arm. They went to sleep. The next day when raghu woke up he never found lajo. The room was full of sunlight and lajo was vanished. He went to the inn owner and said whether he saw her. By hearing the name \u201clajo\u201d the owner looked as if he saw ghost. What raghu heard from him was frightening as well as pathetic truth. Lajo died 20 years ago. She was a whore. She had an insatiable appetite for sex. She hung herself up in the same room where raghu stayed that night. The owner said that she might still have sexual appetite that\u2019s why some young strangers still make love to her. Raghu was dumfounded. He couldn\u2019t stand still and sat on the bench, thinking \u201cwoh kaun thi?\u201d<\/p>\n \n\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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