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As Mayank gathered his things, Bashir beckoned Musa over and whispered something in Divya's ear. She nodded. When Musa stood next to her, she opened his pants and fished out a dick just as thick as Bashir's. And she wrapped her lips around it.
Mayank watched his wife giving the servant a blowjob, spat in disgust, and started walking away.
"Mayank." Divya took the dick out of her mouth and said.
He turned.
"I am sorry. I really am. But this is for the best." she said, still gripping Musa's dick.
"Fuck you!"
"Goodbye!"
Mayank turned and walked out of the house. His naked ex-wife sitting on an old Arab's lap with her huge tits swaying as she sucked another Arab's dick being the last image he ever saw of her.
THE END ---------
Epilogue
And that brings us to an end of the detailed story of Divya's degeneration from a traditional demure Indian housewife to a wanton slut.
For the sake of closure, here is what happened with the main characters subsequently.
Mayank had a tough time dealing with the fact that the beautiful demure wife he had married and brought home from India turned out to be a total slut. He threw himself into the business, using the fifty million dollars he got from Bashir to expand his business. Once Mayank was able to decouple the Divya angle from his business dealings, he found Bashir an intelligent and influential partner. Mayank's company grew fourfold within two years and was eventually one of the biggest companies in the service industry in the South West of America.
Jose had already given up on hopes of bedding Divya again. He heard the rumors that she had run away with someone else and wasn't surprised considering how slutty she was. He sent her a couple of text messages to see if he could hook up with her but got no reply.
Patel kept staring at the door of the grocery store for months waiting for Divya to come back. She did come back once to shop for some stuff to cook an Indian meal for Bashir. But she was accompanied by the imposing looking Musa so Patel didn't have to courage to make a move.
Chad and Kelly always found other sexual partners to have their threesomes and dalliances with. Their marriage, built on total honesty and mutual love and respect, is still going strong.
Isaac eventually replicated his experiment of fucking Divya underwater with many other vulnerable tourists and local women.
Mehra who had set this all in motion eventually got to bed Divya. She knew she owed him a debt even though she didn't have to. She also felt a sense of gratitude towards him for unlocking her true self. She asked Bashir to use his connections to get Mehra a US visa. Mehra spent a week with Divya in the US, fucking her to his heart's content. He had the time of his life and Divya also enjoyed the eventual consummation of their strange bond. He promised her he had deleted the pictures and videos he had. She told him she didn't care anymore. But he still has copies and often peruses them to jack off in his office. Hoping for another invitation from his biggest consequest.
Sheikh Bashir was very happy with how the whole situation worked out. In Mayank, he found a good investment and made a lot of money with him. In Divya, he found a voracious slut ready to try pretty much everything.
In the month or so after that fateful night, Bashir, Musa, and a few of their friends and servants had several romps with Divya who stayed at the lake house. She got fucked every which way, including anally and double and triple penetrations, swallowed gallons of cum, and had hundreds of Orgasms. She once went two full weeks without a stitch of clothing on her. Bashir had bedded many sluts but even he was impressed at Divya's stamina and appetite.
Bashir eventually got bored with Divya and had to get back to his family and multiple wives. He was a generous guy though. He offered to make Divya his wife too, but she turned him down. She was not wife material and would never be, she told him. So as a "severance package", he bought Divya an apartment in the city of her choosing, which turned out to be Las Vegas. And he gave her a million dollars to do with as she pleased. He offered many times that amount but Divya said a million was more than enough.
And finally our heroine Divya. She had come to terms with the fact that she was a complete and total slut who could never be tied down to one man. She embraced her sexual appetite. When her parents and extended family came to know about what she had done, they broke off all contacts with her.
Divya moved to Vegas and used her mathematics skills and eidetic memory to seriously take up poker. She took part in several poker tournaments, earning a lot of money, and sleeping with any man or woman or men or women she took a fancy to.
At last count, her net worth thanks to her poker winnings was over 10 million dollars. And the count of the number of men and women she had slept with was about to touch 100.
Mayank watched his wife giving the servant a blowjob, spat in disgust, and started walking away.
"Mayank." Divya took the dick out of her mouth and said.
He turned.
"I am sorry. I really am. But this is for the best." she said, still gripping Musa's dick.
"Fuck you!"
"Goodbye!"
Mayank turned and walked out of the house. His naked ex-wife sitting on an old Arab's lap with her huge tits swaying as she sucked another Arab's dick being the last image he ever saw of her.
THE END ---------
Epilogue
And that brings us to an end of the detailed story of Divya's degeneration from a traditional demure Indian housewife to a wanton slut.
For the sake of closure, here is what happened with the main characters subsequently.
Mayank had a tough time dealing with the fact that the beautiful demure wife he had married and brought home from India turned out to be a total slut. He threw himself into the business, using the fifty million dollars he got from Bashir to expand his business. Once Mayank was able to decouple the Divya angle from his business dealings, he found Bashir an intelligent and influential partner. Mayank's company grew fourfold within two years and was eventually one of the biggest companies in the service industry in the South West of America.
Jose had already given up on hopes of bedding Divya again. He heard the rumors that she had run away with someone else and wasn't surprised considering how slutty she was. He sent her a couple of text messages to see if he could hook up with her but got no reply.
Patel kept staring at the door of the grocery store for months waiting for Divya to come back. She did come back once to shop for some stuff to cook an Indian meal for Bashir. But she was accompanied by the imposing looking Musa so Patel didn't have to courage to make a move.
Chad and Kelly always found other sexual partners to have their threesomes and dalliances with. Their marriage, built on total honesty and mutual love and respect, is still going strong.
Isaac eventually replicated his experiment of fucking Divya underwater with many other vulnerable tourists and local women.
Mehra who had set this all in motion eventually got to bed Divya. She knew she owed him a debt even though she didn't have to. She also felt a sense of gratitude towards him for unlocking her true self. She asked Bashir to use his connections to get Mehra a US visa. Mehra spent a week with Divya in the US, fucking her to his heart's content. He had the time of his life and Divya also enjoyed the eventual consummation of their strange bond. He promised her he had deleted the pictures and videos he had. She told him she didn't care anymore. But he still has copies and often peruses them to jack off in his office. Hoping for another invitation from his biggest consequest.
Sheikh Bashir was very happy with how the whole situation worked out. In Mayank, he found a good investment and made a lot of money with him. In Divya, he found a voracious slut ready to try pretty much everything.
In the month or so after that fateful night, Bashir, Musa, and a few of their friends and servants had several romps with Divya who stayed at the lake house. She got fucked every which way, including anally and double and triple penetrations, swallowed gallons of cum, and had hundreds of Orgasms. She once went two full weeks without a stitch of clothing on her. Bashir had bedded many sluts but even he was impressed at Divya's stamina and appetite.
Bashir eventually got bored with Divya and had to get back to his family and multiple wives. He was a generous guy though. He offered to make Divya his wife too, but she turned him down. She was not wife material and would never be, she told him. So as a "severance package", he bought Divya an apartment in the city of her choosing, which turned out to be Las Vegas. And he gave her a million dollars to do with as she pleased. He offered many times that amount but Divya said a million was more than enough.
And finally our heroine Divya. She had come to terms with the fact that she was a complete and total slut who could never be tied down to one man. She embraced her sexual appetite. When her parents and extended family came to know about what she had done, they broke off all contacts with her.
Divya moved to Vegas and used her mathematics skills and eidetic memory to seriously take up poker. She took part in several poker tournaments, earning a lot of money, and sleeping with any man or woman or men or women she took a fancy to.
At last count, her net worth thanks to her poker winnings was over 10 million dollars. And the count of the number of men and women she had slept with was about to touch 100.
