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When Javed was arrested, Deepika was on leave. For investigation purpose the police had taken a week’s police remand time and brought him back. Till the time she came back in 2 days, her officer’s and staff had taken nice care of Javed, thrashing and abusing him at will. He was hardly given any food and water. But to their surprise even after 2 days of torture, Javed didn’t show any signs of remorse or pain.
Deepika came in her normal police uniform. The starched khadi pant and shirt. Deepika had a nice figure and took good care of it also. She did yoga and other exercises everyday to keep herself fit. The tight pant sat fit on her ass and the tight shirt made her boobs look bigger and prominent. She had nice 34 sized boobs and 38 sized ass and this uniform showed off her tight body nicely. In short she was looking like Tabu in the movie “Drishyam” in the police uniform. She was looking hard, hot and sexy in the uniform.
Deepika had lot many things to do and clear a backlog of files too. Also as she had to appear in a court hearing case it was in the evening that she got time to look into the Ruchi rape case. Incidentally Ruchi was like a little sister to her as their families had homely relations from quite long. She was very angry on Javed for raping her little sister and decided to keep convict Javed and keep him in jail for a long time. Deepika instructed the constable to keep a chair for her in the interrogation room as she wanted to interrogate Javed.
The interrogation room was a small 10×10 feet cell with a single but powerful bulb hanging in the middle. When she entered the room, Deepika saw Javed sitting just in his underwear. His fully body bore the beating marks and was filled with sweat. The constable had placed the chair and stood near it as Deepika sat down. She instructed the constable to leave her alone as she didn’t want her subordinates to hear her filthy language and her angry mood. She had no problems with them hearing the filthy language, but she didn’t like being stopped during the interrogation anytime.
Deepika observed that in spite of so much beating, Javed didn’t show any signs of pain. She knew that hardened criminals like him don’t break so easily. They could bear lots of pain and torture. But Deepika also knew how to break such bastards. She was angry already on all the males (because of her gay husband) and she wanted to teach a lesson to them.
As Deepika sat down she could easily see Javed’s broad hairy chest with toned muscles clearly. She was seeing him in this condition for the first time as in the previous case she hadn’t been the investigating officer. Deepika could feel Javed looking at her big boobs being showed in the tight shirt. She found his eyes filled with hunger as he looked at her boobs and body.
Javed seeing hard at her boobs and then looking at her said, “Oh to mera case the great Joshi madam ko diya hai, madam pechana mujhe, 3 mahine pehle ek kamsin ladki ko ched chad ke case mai tune mujhe aandar kiya tha.”
Javed said ‘aandar kiya tha’ in that typical sexual tone. Deepika was angry to hear that tone and got up, going near Javed she slapped him hard and said, “Maderchod, harami, us baar to tujhe bail mil gaye thi lekin is baar dekh kaise teri gaand marke rakhungi. Tere jaise harami log baar-baar aate hai idhar. Tum log kabhi nahi sudhroge. Is baar tune bade ghar ke ladki ka rape kiya hai, ab tu gaya kaam se.”
Javed with a leering look and running his hand on his naked broad chest said, “Aare madam hum sudhar gaye to thumhari jaise mast ladkiyo ka kya hoga? Aur tu itni mast madam hai ki baar-baar tere pass aane ka dil karta hai. Waise madam maine Ruchi ka koi rape nahi kiya, uski chut mai badi garmi thi aur isliye woh aaye mere pass aapni aag bujhane. Ab sab hone ke baad saali ne rape case kyon kiya mujhpe pata nahi. Rahi baat meri gaand marne ki to yeh kaam to hum mardo ka hota hai, mast gaand wali ladkiyo ki gaand marna, teri jaise aurato ka nahi.”
Hearing Javed’s reply, Deepika was a bit stunned. This bastard javed, instead of being afraid was openly praising her in a sexy way and indicating his desire to fuck her also. She couldn’t bear this talk and slapping him hard many times said, “Bhadwe harami, tere rape ki wajah se Ruchi pregnant hui aaisa report kiya uske baap ne. Harami hote hai tum jaise Musalmaan log jo hamari ladkiyo ko barbaad karte hai. Aur tujhe kya lagta hai, tu koi hero hai jo mai tere piche padu? Kutte tujhe tere jis laude pe naaz hai na usko hi cut karke teri gaand mai ghusad dungi. Bada aaya hamari ladkiyo ki fikar karne wala.”
As Deepika slapped Javed, he shamelessly rubbed his cheek and then kissed his hand. Then pointing to his dick, which showed some movement’s Javed said, “Dekha madam hum Musalmaano ke iski taqat? 3-4 baar saali Ruchi ki garmi kya thandi ki to woh choti chinal pregnant ho gaye? Madam Ruchi bistar mai to uchalke chudwa rahi thi, ab uske gaandu baap ke daar se aaisa bol rahi hogi. Madam, hum Musalmaan harami nahi hote, lekin hamare lauda aaisa mast hota hai isliye to tu aur teri jaise ladkiya aati hai humse chudwane.”
Javed smiled and winked at Deepika saying this. Deepika had a anger towards the males already but now she was more angry that this bastard had impregnated the girl whom she considered her little sister. She got more angry and slapped and punched Javed in a brutal way. She caught him by his neck and said, “Saale bhadwe aukaad mai reh. Teri aukaad sirf jhadu marne ki hai. Jyada bola na to tera yeh lauda (poking it with the baton) cut karke rakh dungi. Tujhe kya lagta hai, tere is laude ki wajah se hamari ladkiya aati hai tujhse chudwane? Behanchod, aaj dekhti hoon kitna dum hai tere laude mai.”
Javed again rubbing his cheek and kissing the palm said, “Thoda galat boli tu madam, hamari aukaad jhadu marne ki nahi balki teri jaise mast ladkiyo ki marne ki hai. Ab kya marne ki aukaad hai woh bhi batau kya? Madam kyon mujhpe zor ajma rahi ho? Zor nikalna hi hai to mujhe nikalne de tujhpe. Tere komal haatho se mujhe kuch nahi hoga, ulta tera haath mere gaal pe lagta hai to mujhe idhar dil mai kuch-kuch hota hai.” Javed smiled and pointed to his dick. The baton was yet in touch with his dick. Seeing that Javed again shamelessly said, “Aare madam yeh to pehle se kata hua hai aur isse hi katwe laude se chudwane tum logo ko kitna maaza aata hai woh tum bhi jaanti ho. Ruchi ko issi laude se kitni baar choda hai maine. Kya masti se chudwa rahi thi saali meri kamsin rand. Waise madam teri shadi hui to hai, tera pati bhi mast chodta hoga na tujhe?”
Deepika was getting more angry as Javed was unaffected by her slaps, beating and abuses. It was 3 days of beating, but Javed wasn’t affected. She had punched his stomach so many times but saw that Javed was yet talking to her in a normal way and which was getting dirtier. He was now openly taking about fucking her and she could feel her stomach in knots. She now knew that it wasn’t a rape case but Ruchi had got fucked by Javed with her own consent. If as Javed was saying that he had fucked her many times, then how can it termed as rape. She wanted to find out the truth of the matter. She was also amazed that Ruchi though being unmarried she was enjoying getting screwed by this brute whereas she, a married women was left high and dry by her gay husband.
Deepika out of frustration punching him once more came and sat on the chair. Javed smiled at her and openly rubbed his dick from over the undies. Deepika could see the dick getting aroused and now was making a noticeable tent. Deepika tearing her eyes away said, “Apni aukaad se jyada udd rahe ho tum Javed. Hamari ladkiyo ko tum logo ne haath lagana to kya dekhna bhi nahi chahaye. Tumko kaafi saal ki jail mai dalungi. Bhadwe tere gharwaalo ka jina mushkil karungi aur rahi baat Ruchi ki, woh to shadi kar legi kissi se. Harami mai aur mere pati, kuch bhi kare ya na kare tujhe usse kya?”
Javed as well as Deepika were surprised at the last sentence as well as the tone. The hard tone wasn’t heard in what Deepika said. Javed immediately understood that something is wrong in the marriage. Also when he saw Deepika looking at his dick, he read the same hunger in her eyes as was in Ruchi’s eyes.
Javed came near to where Deepika was sitting on the chair. His hardening up dick was now in front of Deepika’s eyes. From the position where he was standing, Javed peeked in Deepika’s shirt. With the top button open, Javed could see a bit of her creamy cleavage. Deepika looked up and saw Javed looking at her cleavage.
Javed licked his lips and said, “Aare madam ab hamare laude mai itna dum hai to hum udange hi na?” Javed openly rubbing his dick added, “Madam, hum teri jaise ladkiyo ko haath nahi lagate, sirf apne laude se dete hai jisse woh ladkiya unka muh, chut aur gaand chudwate hai. Tu bolti hai ki mujhe lambe samay ke liye aandar karegi, lekin mai bolta hoon ki jab mai tere aandar jayunga to lambe samay ke liye bahar hi nahi aayunga, tere pati jaisa nahi ki 5 minit mai khel khallas. Mai tere aandar gaya to tu bhi khush aur mai bhi.”
Hearing the last sentence as Deepika punched his stomach again but Javed doesn’t react. Deepika once again feels his strong muscles hitting her fist. Looking at her cleavage and taking her hand and caressing it Javed said, “Aare madam yeh ek beef eater ka kasa hua badan hai, teri jaise ghas phus khane wali Brahmin aurat chahe kitna bhi zor nikale ispe, mujhe kuch nahi hoga, haan lekin aagar maine tere is makhmali gore jism pe zor nikalne liya to tera kya hoga socha hai?”
Deepika could feel Javed’s strong palms caressing her hands. She couldn’t understand what was happening to her. Deepika, a dedicated police officer, in whose remand even the most hardened criminals wet their pants, wasn’t able to break Javed. Instead he was taking all the physical as well as verbal liberties with her. Moreover his hardening dick which was being seen more and more prominently was distracting her. The way he was talking about fucking Ruchi was adding fuel to the fire.
Deepika could feel his eyes looking at her cleavage. She also got a bit turned on by way he was talking. Trying to snatch the initiative Deepika said, “Saale harami apni jabaan ko lagaam de. Tu kya kar sakta hai re bhadwe? Bhulo mat mai ek police wali hoon. Tere jaise kai gundo ko seedha kiya hai maine aur bhulo mat ki rishta mai Ruchi meri muh boli behan lagti hai. Tujhe to kaal kothi mai jo dalungi mai ki tu bhool jayega tere lund ka dum.”
Deepika’s interrogation words and deeds were becoming less powerful. Javed understood that Deepika was trying to control her sexual feeling. When he had seen Deepika for the first time, he had wanted to fuck this bitch. Her hot body, big boobs and nice ass had made him lust for her. Today when he saw that Deepika was going to be his investigating officer, he had decided to go and try for her. By her current appearance and confused state of mind, Javed knew he had a big chance to take this hot bitch under him.
Without giving any heed to Deepika’s words, Javed now kissed her hand and said, “Aare madam ab mere saamne aaisa mast maal hai to kaise apni zabaan aur laude ko lagaam doon? Madam tum haan to bolo phir dekho mai kya-kya kar sakta hoon tere is jism ke saath. Poore jannat ki sair karke leke aayunga tujhe. Mere jaise kai gundo ko seedha kiya hoga tune par mai to tujhe ulti karke lunga.” Javed daringly indicated at Deepika’s round ass telling Deepika that he would like to ass fuck her. “Waise tujhe seedhe ya ulti, dono side se leke, teri chut aur gaand bajane mai maaza aayega. Javed now put his hands on her shoulders and added, “Tu police officer baad mai hai, pehle ek sexy garm aurat hai jiska pati thik se uski chut ya gaand nahi marta. Tu Ruchi ki muh boli behan hai to usse mujhe kya? Madam ek baar tu mujhse chudwake legi na to tu mujhe tera muh bola pati bana legi aur uske baad tu teri chut aur gaand ki jail mai mere laude ko karke umar bhar mere laude ki sewa karegi.”
Deepika was amazed by Javed’s daring. He was just treating her like any other common lady. He had no fear that she was a police officer and she could wreck his life. He was openly talking about fucking her, not just fucking her but screwing her cunt as well as her ass. He was so casual talking about her husband not satisfying her and telling her how hard she would be fucked by him. After knowing about Rohit’s gay inclination, Deepika had started hating all men, but Javed was changing her perspective about men. Deepika could feel her boobs becoming tight, nipples going taut, her pussy getting moist and she breathing hard. Javed’s sexual tone and talks were making her horny.
As it was, she was without a nice decent fuck from last so many months. And when a criminal like Javed was talking so vulgar with her she found it nice to hear. All her other criminals were afraid of her and accepted their crimes, but Javed was a different person. He was so clear in his concept of fucking her that he was saying it all openly while touching her.
Javed had one hand on her shoulder and with the other hand he was massaging his big dick from over his undies. Javed’s such actions were making her loose her control and Deepika trying to keep her control, removed Javed’s hand from her shoulder and giving him one more slap and pushing him away said, “Kutte saale, tu ek gunda aur mai ek police officer hoon, dur ho mujhse. Bahoot naaz hai tujhe tere is katele laude pe na? Tere issi laude se teri maa chudwane lagaungi mai. Tujhe kya lagta hai, teri aaise baato se meri jaise acchi aurat tujhse chudwane tayyar hogi? Harami, mai mere pati se khush hoon aur mai koi raand nahi ki jab tu kahe tere niche aau chudwane.”
Deepika could feel her pussy throb hearing Javed’s vulgar talks as well as she too talking so vulgar. Though she had used such language many times before, this was the first time somebody was replying back to her in the same words. Also Javed’s touches were making her hot. Nobody had made her feel like this. She saw Javed shamelessly caressing his big cock from over the undies smiling at her. She was now on the border of stopping herself or letting herself go.
Javed heard out all what Deepika said to him. He wasn’t angry when she told him to fuck his own mother. It showed that Deepika was losing the battle and hence had started abusing his Mom. Javed knew it was the last piece of resistance from any girl/lady who was sexually aroused but was afraid to take the next step. He knew that such dirtier talks and actions will break Deepika’s resistance totally and she would be under him.
Javed now put one hand in his undies and held his hardened dick. He came and stood near Deepika looking down in her cleavage. As Deepika looked at him, he winked and then putting forward his other cheek and now directly calling Deepika by her name said, “Deepika mai us Gandhi ka bhakt baan gaya hoon. Tune ek gaal pe jhapad mara isliye dusra gaal aage kiya, le maar is gaal pe bhi.”
Deepika smiled as he said about Gandhi and slapped the other cheek also. As she slapped him, Javed held her hand and said, “Dekh Deepika ab jaise mai Gandhi ka bhakt baan gaya hoon tu bhi uski bhakt baan jaa aur ab dekh jab mai tera ek mamma dabaunga tab tu tera dusra mamma aage karna, tu bhi Gandhi bhakt hai na?” Then removing his hand from the undies, Javed keep both hands on her shoulders said, “Haan Deepika, mujhe ghamand hai apne 9″ lambe katele laude pe. Is laude se thumhari 7 chuto ka seal tooda hai aur usme se 3 to tere hi caste ki ladkiya thi. Ruchi 7th chut thi jisse chodke maine mere laude ka thappa lagaya. Tu mujhe meri maa chudwane bol rahi thi na, lekin uske pehle tere muh, chut aur gaand chudwake to dekh. Ek baar mujhse chudwane ke baad tu mujhe kissi aur ko chodne hi nahi degi. Mera lauda kaat ke kidhar rakhegi, tere muh, chut ya gaand mai?”
Deepika was amazed by Javed calling her by her name now. It showed the confidence he had in himself. None of her subordinate’s had the guts to call her by her name but his 2 penny slum dweller, rape accused Javed wasn’t afraid to do so. When Javed removed his hand from the undies and kept it on her shoulder, she felt it erotic that the hand that was caressing his dick was now on her shoulder. It was also so strange to hear the teaching of Gandhi and in what reference. His story of sex life, having fucked with 7 girls and all the other vulgar talks made her loose her control. She was feeling more and more erotic hearing his sexual talks and touches.
The hands which Javed had kept on her shoulders now moved towards her neck and he with his thumbs started caressing her neck. Deepika’s chest was beating hard and both could see her cleavage going up and down due to the fear and excitement. Javed kept talking vulgar and caressing her body.
Deepika was becoming mad with his direct and rough touches. Trying her last try she put her hands on his chest and making a show of pushing him away said in a hoarse tone filled more with excitement than with any authority, “ Harami dur ho jaa mujhse. Tune hamari 7 ladkiya chodi uffff aur unme se 3 mere caste ki. Kyon aaise hamari ladkiya aati hai thumhare jaise gunde se chudwane? Mera matlab, kyon tum hamari ladkiyo ko chodte ho?”
Deepika knew she was fighting a losing battle. Her talk of asking why her girls go to get fucked by Javed said it all. Deepika now instead of pushing Javed moving her hands on his chest said, “Javed tune itni ladkiya chodi to tujhpe 7 rape cases dalni chahaye. Itni choti si age mai kaise choda tumne 7 ladkiyo ko? Ummm hato na, jao na dur mujhse Javed. Yeh tum kya kar rahe ho? Mai ek police officer hoon na Javed? Ahhhh chooro mujhe.”
Deepika was now openly moaning in heat and purring like a cat due to Javed’s molestations. She liked all that Javed was doing. She was telling him to stop and move away but in reality she was talking sexier talks which were making her wetter. Deepika was getting turned on by thinking of her caste women being fucked with Musalmaan men. Her cleavage was looking so erotic rising and falling down. Javed’s vulgar talks are making her lose her confidence in front of him. Her mind had lost this sexual conflict with her body and now it was her body that was making decisions and doing the talking.
Javed was happy to see Deepika in such an aroused state. He knew that he had Deepika in his hands now and could and would use her the way he liked. Javed liked to abuse, dominate, demean and fuck her type of girls, making them loose all their attitude and high class standards. Girls and women like Ruchi and Deepika were reared up in good conditions. All things in their life were prim and proper, even fucking. So when these types of girls encountered brutish and hard men like Javed, they get aroused faster and love the rough sex and vulgar talks.
Javed now decided to go to the next step. Javed hardly moved back by her push, instead he came more near and now bending a bit kissed her neck in different places and now started licking her neck. He could feel her hands rubbing his chest. He could also hear Deepika moaning softly in a sexy way. She was rubbing her cunt between her legs trying to stop the itching. But as she rubbed her cunt, the itch instead of diminishing, grew in heat and proportion.
After kissing and licking her neck, Javed looked up at Deepika. He could read the hunger in her eyes. Her lips were trembling and she was biting her lower lip. Looking at her Javed moved his hand down and now slowly opened her shirt’s top button making more her cleavage visible. He then again started rubbing her neck and then start running his thumbs on her lips making Deepika feel hotter.
As Deepika closing her eyes and moaned a bit more loud, Javed said, “Kaise dur rahu teri jaise mast maal se? Aare Deepika darling tu mere se chudwa ke lene liye hi paida hui hai. Ek baar tujhe chodne de, baad mai tujhe jo rape cases karna hai kar de.”
Javed now kissing her cheeks and pressing his thumb in Deepika’s lips and added, “Ruchi ke pehli jis ladki ko maine chodke seal tooda woh ladki ussi din 18 saal ki ho gaye thi aur usne uski chut mujhe return gift mai di thi. Tujhe woh Tiwari doctor pata hai na, unki 18 saal ki beti Sonal ko jab maine pehli baar choda to kya chillai thi saali lekin maaza aaya uska seal todne. Sonal to ab bhi meri raand hai aur mai usko mai aaj bhi chodta hoon mai.”
As Javed kept the pressure on her lips, Deepika opened her mouth and Javed pushed his thumb in her mouth. Deepika would taste the salty taste of his precum which had stuck to his fingers when he was playing with his dick inside the undies. As Deepika slowly started kissing and sucking the thumb Javed said, “Tu bhi to mast maal hai Deepika, ekdum mast mamme aur teri gaand to kitni mast hai saali. Lagta hai tere baap ne acche se teri maa ko chodke tujhe mere liye hi paida kiya hai. Tune liya kabhi Musalmaani lauda Deepika darling?”
Deepika was now in full heat. The way Javed was talking and behaving like a true male was making her mad. He was the first person to open her shirt button without asking for any permission or request. He had made his intention of fucking her quite clear with his words and actions. It was for the first time in her career that Deepika was dumb struck by any accused. She knew that she might try as much as she can but today Javed was going to fuck her and mentally she was prepared for it too.
Deepika saw her shirt button still open and could see the uppar part of her cleavage more clearly. She knew that so could Javed. She was amazed at how she was sucking his thumb which he had rubbed on his dick head so easily. Deepika pulled out Javed’s thumb and making a show of pushing him said, “Nahi na Javed, yeh sab kya kar rahe ho mere saath? Uffff kitni harami ho tum? Javed tum kitne zalim ho, us doctor ki 18 saal ki bacchi ko bhi nahi choora?
Deepika then herself caught his hand and sucking his rough thumb said, “Yeh kya tum baar-baar Musalmaan aaisa Musalmaan waisa aur thumhare laude se hui chuki chudai ki tarif kar rahe ho? Aaisa kya aalag hota hai tum logo ke laude mai? Nahi, maine aaj tak Musalmaan ka lauda nahi liya meri chut mai. Aare mera pati Rohit hi woh ek mard hai jisne meri chut mai entry ki hai. Teri kya aaukat hai mere saamne?”
Deepika then sat on the desk with her legs spread and shirt’s top button open. She was perspiring and the sweat beads were rolling from her face to her neck and then going in the cleavage. The small sweat beads were looking like drops of pearls on her cleavage. She looked down and could see the deep valley of her cleavage formed due to the tight shirt. She was waiting for Javed’s next words and action.
Javed came near Deepika who was sitting on the desk with her legs spread. This time he came so near that he was between her open legs. His dick was now fully charged making a enormous blob in his undies. Deepika seeing the big blob knew that Javed had a big tool in his undies and that tool was going to drill her pussy today.
Javed moved more close and in doing so his cock was just touching Deepika’s cunt. Then looking at Deepika, Javed opened the second button of the shirt exposing nearly ¼ of her cleavage. Deepika wasn’t shocked by his action was got more excited. Javed then rubbing her neck this time put his thumbs on her exposed cleavage and rubbing it said, “Deepika darling meri aaukat hai tere nange badan ke uppar, yeh tu bhi mat bhool.”
Javed then pushed one thumb in Deepika’s open mouth and rubbing the other thumb on her cleavage said, “Aare doctor ki beti ki chut mai badi khujli thi, woh 1 tere hi caste ke ladke se uske birthday pe kissing kar rahi thi, unko maine pakda aur ladke ko bhaga ke Sonal se khub khela aur usse poora garam karke choda. Kya mast tight chut thi saali ki, khub tadpi Sonal lekin baad mai poora maaza diya usse.”
Saying so Javed now put both his hands on Deepika’s big boobs and pressing them asked, “Teri us Ruchi se pooch kaise uski chudai karta hoon. Deepika, maine Ruchi ka koi rape nahi kiya. Ruchi to gaye 3 mahino se mujhse chudwa rahi hai. Tu chahe to abhi tujhe mai sacchai dikha sakta hoon aur jis jagah pe pehli baar usse choda udhar ke ek witness se bhi milwa sakta hoon. Bol tayyar hai tu us spot pe aane is Musalmaan ke saath? Rahi baat Musalmaani lauda ki, jab tu abhi tak is laude se chudi hi nahi to tu kya iska maaza samjhega? Tu yeh laude se nahi chudi isliye to teri bhi chut mai khujli hai saali, bol Deepika aaj Musalmaani lauda leke mere randi banegi kya? Saali mast mamme hai re tere, inme doodh aayega to maaza aayega.”
Deepika moaned loudly as Javed started playing with her boobs hard. She thrust her boobs forward making the boobs get full feel and pressure of Javed’s hands. She could feel her panty soaked in the cum. Never before had she felt herself so excited. She loved the way Javed was abusing her now calling her bitch and whore. Also she found it exciting with all his dirty words and actions. Deepika knew about Sonal’s that episode as her cousin was Sonal’s boy friend. When Javed told her about Ruchi’s episode and visiting the place, Deepika got an idea.
Deepika removed one thumb from over her boobs and started sucking the thumb. She was sucking it looking at Javed as if she was sucking his dick. With the other hand she pressed Javed’s hand on her boob indicating him to press the boobs hard which Javed started doing. Deepika was on high and loaning said, “Ahhhh Javed, uffff kitna accha lag raha hai jab tu mere mamme masalta hai. Mai to such mai pagal ho rahi hoon. Javed tum bade badtameez ho, tum sab Musalmaan ek jaise hote ho, sab ke sab harami hote ho. Hamari becahri ladkiyo ko fasake unko chodte ho. Maine tum logo ki chudai aur laudo ke baare mai kaafi suna hai. Lekin mai ek acchi pativrata biwi hoon, aur mujhe apavitra nahi banna hai, please dur jao na mujhse.”
After saying this Deepika instead of pushing Javed away, wriggled her ass and came more near to Javed’s dick. She also pressed Javed’s both hands on her boobs moaning in a sexy tone. Javed too moved ahead and pressing his tight dick more on her cunt started pressing her boobs harder. It was a sight to see. A hot sexy police officer with her 2 buttons undone getting her cunt rubbed and boobs played with by a rowdy accused criminal who was just in his vests, using the most degrading and vulgar words.
Javed now holding her nipples from over the bra said, “Aare meri chinal, mai dur gaya to teri garm chut ko kya tera pati thanda karega? Utna dum hai kya uski nunni mai? Us chutiya mai itna dum nahi hai ki teri jaise maal ko kuttiya jaise chodke teri chut ki aag shant kare. Maine suna hai tera pati ekdum gaandu hai. Aur yeh bhi suna hai ki usko aurate nahi balki mardo ka lauda chusne ki aur mardo se gaand marwane ka shauk hai, sahi suna kya maine?”
Deepika suddenly shocked by Javed’s words became silent and froze. How the hell could a bastard like Javed know about her husband’s gay nature? She realized that if a criminal like Javed knows this reality about Rohit, then her staff too would know it too. What Deepika’s didn’t know was that the news about her husband’s gay inclination was a open secret in her department. Many of the officers’s who knew it wanted to attract Deepika to them but her a bit hesitant to take that step. Now if they found out that a slum dweller criminal was taking full advantage of this situation and had nearly wooed Deepika, they would be dumb struck.
Javed was happy that he had caught Deepika in this situation. He had known from his sources about Rohit’s gay nature. After that, when he saw Deepika for the first time and seeing her hot sexy body, Javed had decided to try and go for Deepika. He didn’t know how he could approach Deepika but when he came to know that his case was to be handled by Deepika he was happy and now he had nearly succeeded in his mission. Now only the act of making Deepika nude and then fucking her remained.
Rubbing her boobs hard and licking her cheeks, Javed laughed and said, “Tu chup hai matlab maine sahi kaha hai. Deepika randi ab maine kidhar tujhe fasaya? Dekna nahi kaise tu khud mera angutha aaise chus rahi hai jaise mera lauda ho, khule aam tu tere mamme masalke le rahi hai aur chut ragad rahi hai mere laude pe? Aaisa hi hota hai tum jaise ladkiyo ke saath jinke pati namard hote hai aur jab thumhari chut mai khujli hoti hai to tumko pata hota hai ki Musalmaan hi isse thanda kar sakta hai aur isliye tum aur thumhari ladkiya aati ho hamare mast laude se chudwane.”
Javed then opened all the shirt buttons. He could now see Deepika’s big boobs enclosed in the tight black strapless bra. Her white cleavage was glistering due to the sweat. Even her flat stomach and naval were shining. Deepika was sweetly surprised by Javed’s action of opening her shirt. As she tried to cover her chest Javed didn’t let her do it. He kept her chest open and leered at her big boobs and sexy cleavage.
Then putting his arms around Deepika’s chest, Javed caught the bra hook and snapped it open. Before Deepika could react, Javed had her bra in his hands. Deepika’s big boobs had now spilled out and stood naked in full glory. Javed throwing her bra aside, held her boobs and kissing the nipples once said, “Accha to tujhe apavitra nahi banna hai? Chal thik hai tujhe haath nahi lagata.“
This was the climax for Deepika. All evening Javed and talked dirty, abused her, humiliated her using dirty word had played with her and now removed her bra and was freely playing with her boobs. This man had the courage to remove the bra of a lady police officer in her police station, Deepika found that she had started liking this man and today she was going to do what she had never imagined some 2-3 hours back. Deepika was going to let this Javed mount on her, take all her holes and fuck her.
Rohit’s gay life had destroyed her sexual life but today Javed had reignited the passion she had buried deep down. She knew about all the men in her department who wanted to dip their dicks in her hot pussy, but Deepika had kept such a tough image of herself that nobody dared to take even casual liberties with her. But this bloody bastard Javed, a street level ruffian, a slum dwelling rape accused had succeeded where all the high class officers had failed. Javed had brought Deepika down from her high police officer post to being just a hot sexy lady needing a hard dirty fuck in her wet leaking pussy. Deepika now decided to open up and allow Javed to take the game forward.
Getting up she came near Javed who had his hand in his undies. As Deepika walked to him, Javed could see her dangling and dancing boobs. Deepika held Javed’s hand and removing it from his undies put it on her naked boob. She did the same thing with the other hand and put it on the other boob. Then Deepika put her hands on his waist and pulling him close, rubbing her hot cunt on his hard dick Deepika with a hint of sadness said, “Javed, tujhe kaise pata Rohit ke baare mai? Uffff Javed, dekh na Bhagwan kya-kya khel khelta hai? Jis mard ko meri itni sexy biwi mili usse mard ko chodna aur mard se chudwana hi pasand hai. Javed aajtak maine meri pavitrata sambhalke rakhi hai. Kissi harami ko himmat nahi thi mere saath yeh sab karne ki. Yahan tak ki mere senior’s ne bhi kaafi try kiya lekin maine unko haath tak nahi lagane diya. Par aaj, Rohit ka waisa nature, meri itne mahino se pyaasi chut ki tadap aur teri mardangi ne mujhe hara diya. Haan Javed haan, mera harami maderchod pati gay hai aur ussi wajah se meri jaise sexy aurat ko apni pyaas dabake rehna padta hai. Par ab nahi, ab mai wohi karungi jo maine bahoot pehle karna chahaye tha. Aagar Rohit dusre mardo ka lund chusta hai to mai bhi tera lund chusungi aur aagar Rohit dusre ke laude se uski gaand marwa ke leta hai to mai bhi tere laude se meri gaand aur chut marwa ke lungi.”
Deepika said it all and felt quite happy after saying it. She had felt ashamed when Javed said that she had sucked his thumb as if she is sucking his dick but now like the comparison. She kissed Javed’s cheek and then tepidly took her hand down and put it on Javed’s dick. She moaned as he felt the long piece of meat. It was hard, hot and thick and was pulsating sending shock waves in Deepika’s body. Rubbing his dick nicely Deepika said, “Tune sahi kaha Javed, meri jaise garam aurat, jiska pati aaisa namard hai unki biwi last mai tum jaise mardo ke niche apna jism lita deti hai aur tere jaise mard hamari chut aur gaand maar-maar ke hame poori khushiya dete ho. Javed mujhe bhi wohi sab khushiya chahaye jo tumne un meri jaise 7 ladkiyo ko di hai. Kal se tu bol ki tune aajtak hamari 8 ladkiya chodi hai. Javed mai ab ekdum bekarar ho gaye hoon tere laude ke liye lekin yeh jagah thik nahi hai hamari chudai ke liye. Aaisa karte hai, mai tujhe investigation ke liye bahar leke jaati hoon aur hum ussi jagah jayange jidhar tune Ruchi ko pehli baar choda tha. Aaj ussi jagah Javed ek aur naye chut chodega. Thik hai na mere raja?”
Seeing Deepika agreeing to get fucked by him made Javed very happy. He didn’t think that Deepika herself would take his dick in her hands. He had at last had broken down one more high class lady and was going to fuck her like a whore. And this lady was no ordinary lady. She was a highly respected police officer who was now literally begging Javed to fuck her at the place of his choice. Javed had decided to humiliate Deepika a lot more as they go for the fuck.
Javed looked at Deepika and then putting his hands on her shoulders pressed her to sit down. Deepika understood that Javed wanted but was a bit apprehensive about doing all that here. She pleaded with her eyes as she sat down. Seeing that Deepika wasn’t agreeing to his wish, Javed bend down and holding Deepika’s braid of hair pulling it a bit said, “Mere laudo ko nahi chusna to jaa ab saali kuttiya, jaake tere namard pati ki nunni leke hila aur chudwake le ussi se. Behanchod saali jab uski nunni se rahat nahi milegi tab daal ke le koi kela ya kakdi teri chut mai. Yeh Musalmaani lauda naseeb wali chuto ko hi milta hai, teri jaise pativrata aurat ko nahi.”
Hearing this Deepika immediately held Javed’s waist and rubbed her face on his dick from over the undies. She could smell piss and sweat as she rubbed her face. She wanted this hard long and think dick very desperately in her throbbing cunt and now was behaving in the same desperate way. As she rubbed her face, Javed held her head and pushing it back a bit said, “Aare jaa-jaa is Musalmaan ke pass aaye to apavitra hogi na tu harami kuttiya.”
Javed was now behaving as if he was the police officer and Deepika was some accused. Deepika’s desperation for a fuck had made her loose all her self-respect and ego. She was meekly accepting all the humiliations being showered on her by Javed.
As Deepika herself again started rubbing her face on Javed’s dick, he said, “Mere pass aake kya karna hai tujhe yeh sun. Jaisa mai kahu aur jo mai kahu karna hoga. Mai jo karne bolu usse tujhe chahe jitni bhi beizzati ho ya gaanda laga tu na nahi bolega, samjhi raand? Teri maa ki chut chodu chinal, teri chut chudwane tu mujhe abhi ussi jagah le jayegi jidhar maine Ruchi ko choda tha? Itni aag lagi hai teri chut mai? Dekha aakhir tu bhi mere Musalmaani laude se chudwane bekarar ho gaye na? Chal thik hai chalte hai udhar, tu shirt ke button laga aur tere constable ko bol mere kapde dene.”
Deepika was happy when Javed agreed to fuck her in the same place where he had fucked Ruchi. Deepika forgot that she was a police woman and felt like a teenage girl who was going to get fucked by the man she had lusted for. As Javed pressed her face hard on his dick, she moaned quite loudly and said, “Ahhhhh Javed, dard ho raha hai raja. Javed tere haatho se nangi hoke, tera yeh Musalmaani lauda acche se chuske phir usse meri chut aur gaand marwa ke lene ko aagar apavitra hona kehte hai to mujhe wohi apavitra hona pasand hoga. Ulta ab Rohit ne mere jism ko haath bhi lagaya to mujhe ekdum gaanda lagega.”
Deepika standing up buttoned up her shirt. She saw her bra lying on the floor. She picked it up and looked at Javed who indicated her to keep her bra in her pant pocket which she did. Javed came near her and opened the top button of her shirt showing some white part of her cleavage. Then as instructed by Javed, she came out and told the constable to give Javed some clothes to wear as he was taking him to the rape site for further investigations.