Fantasy Sexual Depravity of a Married Woman

[subhani.mohamad]

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[bobby]

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[rohanakasachin]

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[Kam1nam2]

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[Newboy]

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[Shadowcat90]

Arun I

Hi. My name is Arun and I am a bad motherfucker. Perpetually horny. Sex is the only aim of my wife. I will be telling you about some of my tricks / deeds.

One of my tricks to fuck woman was impersonating a security officer officer. The main part is to choose the targets carefully. If you have a keen eye you will be able to find your targets. security officermen are figures of authority and their orders are followed. And almost everyone knows that you don’t mess around with them.  Many people are scared of them. A fake security officer ID will work wonders for you.  


I am currently in a tier 3 city and a conservative town in Maharashtra . I used to roam around the city looking for targets and one day I saw a lady. She was a Marwadi housewife by the looks of her saree. She had worn a red chiffon saree. She had fair skin and her hair was nicely tied back. She was pleasant to look at.  She was dropping her daughter to college. I followed her. After dropping her daughter she went to a nearby park, where she became busy with her mobile. She was there for nearly 3 hours after which she went back to college picked her daughter up and went back home. I followed her around for a couple of days and this was her routine. Everyday she would step out of her house dressed in a saree with her daughter. She would drop her at college at 9 and spend 3 hours in the park and return to the college to collect her daughter at 12 in the afternoon and then return home. I followed her husband one day and he was a businessman who ran a shop in the old city area. Everyday she used to sit in the park and spend all the time on her mobile. This aroused my curiosity. So one day I arrived at the park stealthily and observed her. Using my binoculars I focussed on her and saw that she was a lot of different stuff on her mobile. She was watching Facebook, Instagram and then porn . My eyes sparkled. This bitch was mine. The next day when she came to the park I approached her. Luckily she was engrossed in watching porn. I approached her and said, “Madam. Solapur security officer”. I showed her my fake ID and said, “ naam kya hai tumhara?” She was stunned looking at me. She fumbled her mobile which fell face down. “Apke against complaint hai. Aap yaha roj ate ho aur apne mobile pe blue film dekhti ho. Pichle hafte se dekh rahe hai aapko.” Saying this I picked up her phone and there was porn running on the screen. “Ye kya hai”, I screamed at her. “Please sir, sorry sir, Galti ho gayi.” “Galti!” I thundered. “Sali kutiya pichle hafte se tu yaha a rahi hai. Chalo mere sath security officer chowkey.” “Nahi sir. Please muje jane dijiye”, she begged with folded hands. “Ya to tum mere sath security officer chowkey aogi ya to mai tumhare ghar”. Saying that I turned and left with her mobile in my hand. She followed me begging. I exited the park with her and took her to my car. We both sat in my car.

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I turned on her mobile and went through her history. She was watching porn. Specifically interracial porn. She was watching a video of a blackman getting a blowjob. Most of her browsing history showed the same. Black men fucking white woman. “Saali rand. Ye kya hai. Shadishuda hoke bhi ek park me jake bluefilm dekhti hai. Tuj jaise randi ko to nanga karke sadak pe ghumana chaiye” I screamed at her raising my voice. “Sorry sir. Mai firse nahi karugi. Mere gharwale hai, meri 4 saal ki bacchii hai. Please muje maaf kar dijiye. Aap unke bare me sochiye”, she was begging me. “ Sali kutiya. Tune socha unke bare me ye sab karte hue”, I barked at her and started the car and stopped it at the nearest security officer chowkey which was 5 minutes away from the park, while all the time she was pleading with me to let her go. I turned to her and said, “dekh tere pass do option hai. Ya to chowkey chal jaha mai terko arrest karunga aur tere pati ko bulaunga ya phir dusra option. Tu mere sath hotel chal kuch ghanto ke liye. Tera choice hai. Chowkey ya hotel”. She began sobbing. “Jaldi bata kutiya”.” Hotel chaliye”, she whispered while sobbing. I drove the car to a nearby lodge. I was good friends with the lodge owner. His hotel was used for prostitution. She exited the car covering her head with her pallu and trying to hide her face. I took her in. Looking at her the lodge owner gave me a wink. I took her to a room and bolted the room.

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“Please mai jada der nahi rukh sakhti. Muje meri beti ko college se pickup karne jana hai 12 baje”. I looked at my watch it was 10. I had a full 2 hours to ravish this bitch. I asked her to stand. I now fully appreciated her beauty. She was stunning. She had wheatish complexion. A tight blouse covered her bosom. She was wrapped in a chiffon saree. I took out my mobile and stared video recording. She was dbangd in a light red chiffon saree. I took off her pallu and exposed her blouse. Her mangalsutra was dangling on her blouse. Her blouse was very tight. I started unbuttoning it. She started breathing heavily. As I opened her blouse her boobs enclosed in the bra sprang out. “Behenchod !!!”,I cried. This bitch was well endowed. She was wearing a Ill fitted bra which barely able to contain her tits in place. I took her boob out of the bra cup and it was huge. She was at least a 36D. Her nipples were erect. I bent down and started to suck and bite on it. She moaned. “Sail rand tu to garam ho gayi”. I played with her left nipple while my other hand groped her right boob. I was biting and twisting the nipple in my mouth. Her boobs were firm and tight. Her skin was wheatish but her boos were of a lighter colour. Due to my groping her right boob had become red. I leaned back and looked at her. It was a sight to behold. A marwadi housewife sitting in a shady lodge with me. Her blouse was undone. Her tits were exposed. Her left boob was covered with my saliva. Her right boob was red with my groping. Her mangalsutra dangling between her boobs. I smiled and held her throat my hand pulled her close to me and slapped her face. “Please muh pe mat mariye”, she begged. “Mujhe ghar jana hai”. “Thik hai”, I said. “Par tere boobey aur tari gand to koi ghar jake nahi dekhega na”, saying this I tightly slapped her boobs. She cried in agony. “Chup bhenchod. Tu randi hai. Tujhe randi ke jaise cohdunga.” 
I removed the rest of her saree and blouse. She was now topless and standing in front of me in a petticoat. I pulled her near me and began to wildly smooch her. I loosened her petticoat and it fell to her ankles. Only her panty remained. I pulled it down. There she was standing full naked in front of me. Just her mangalsutra dangling between her tits. I ws now too excited and needed some relief. I put my hands on her shoulder and forced her down. She was kneeling in front of me. My crotch was directly in her face. I looswned my belt and then removed my pants. I was standing in from of her in my underwear. Seeing the bulge in my undies her eyes grew wide. My hairy legs were just inches from her smooth flawless skin. I held her chin and made her look at me. “ utar randi”. Her bangles made a lovely sound as she moved her hand to the elastic of my underwear.  She gripped the fabric and pulled it down. My 8 inch black cock sprang out. She was shocked looking at my thick and long member. She was sweating heavily now. I pulled back the foreskin to reveal the bulbous pink head. I roughly held her hair and pulled her face near to me. She closed her eyes. “Apni akhein khol”. She opened them. “Bata. Tere pati ka lund kitna bada hai”. She took her index finger and touched ny dick below its halfway mark and I laughed, “sala chutiya”. I took my dick and pushed it towards her lips. “ Choos isko”.

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She almost threw up smelling the precum and the piss smell of the dick. But I held her head firm with my hand and guided my cock into her thick warm mouth. She was choking on it and releasing saliva on it. Her head was completely in my control. I took position and started fucking her mouth. I started to slowly hump her face going deeper and deeper. I was almost hitting the back of her throat which was making her gag. Her eyes were filled with tears. She clutched my hairy thighs for support. She was also opening her mouth wider and wider. I said to her, " dekh mere pass randi. Meri ankhon mein dekh."She looked up. I stared in her eyes while thrusting my cock deep in her mouth. All this excitement was too much to bear. Having a married woman on her knees in front of me while I fucked her mouth. I knew the inevitable was about to come. I clutched her hair tightly and began humping her mouth in earnest. My dick was in her mouth hitting her back throat and then it happened. I let out a loud grunt as I came in her mouth. I came for an eternity. My cum filled her mouth. Dripping down from her lips to her throat. I was exhausted. I took my dick out of her mouth. It was going limp. She had swallowed half the cum and the other half with her saliva was drooling down the corner of her mouth. There were tears in her eyes. For the first time she had given a blowjob and let someone cum in her mouth. I gave her a towel and asked her to clean-up, while I laid back on the bed exhausted.

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" Please Sir mujhe jane do." she begged. " chup sali", I barked at her. She had cleaned herself up and was starting to dress again. I took her saree from her hand and threw it away. I grabbed her by the hand and pushed her on the bed. I climbed on top of her. I lay on top of her and started smooching her. At the same time I was playing with her breasts. I was French kissing her, sucking on her tongue. I moved down. To her pussy. I spread her legs. It gave me access to her pussy. Her pussy lips were pink in colour. I parted them and inserted my middle finger inside her. She moaned.Ahhhhh... I felt her from the inside and she was hot and wet. The juices were dripping from her cunt. I bent down and started licking her pussy. I parted her lips and licked her vulva. At the same time I inserted a finger inside her. I was now licking and finger fucking her. She was now moaning loudly. She grabbed my hair with both her hands and was pushing me deeper. I now spread her pussy lips using both my hands. This exposed her G spot to me. It was small like a peanut. I bent down and licked it with the tip of my tongue. It was as if a electric current had passed through her whole body. She screamed, and grabbed my head tightly. I was now licking her nicely. And she was moaning and turning. Soon the first wave of her orgasm started. Her legs started shaking violently. And juices started squirting from her pussy. I let her go and she was thrashing on the bed as if she had a seizure for a minute. She laid there on the bed exhausted. It was the first real orgasm of her life. I gave her a water bottle and she drank it completely. I spoke to her. “Kaise laga?? Sach bata?”. She just smiled. "Tera pati terko thik se chodta nahin na??", I asked. "Wo kaam mein busy rehte." She replied. I then moved towards her and laid next to her and started kissing her. This time she was reciprocating. I said, "mera lund hila". She took my dick in her hand and started jerking it. It was slowly getting harder. All this while I was smooching her and pressing her boobs. Sucking on her tongue. Biting her lips softly. My dick was now hard again. I got on top of her.

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I took my dick and started slapping it on her boobs. I told her, "apne boobs ko pakad." She held them and pressed them together. I then put my dick in between and started to fuck her boobs. Oh fuck... They were soft and juicy. The top of my dick was hitting her lower chin. I humped her tits for another 2 minutes. I was now rock hard. I then stopped and moved down. No she moaned. "Kya hua? Chudna nahi kya", I said while I kept my dick on her pussy. "Sir. Please condom use karo", she whimpered. No I said. As I slowly rubbed her pussy lips with my dick. Please sir. She begged. "Mujhe tera jism ka andar se feel lena hai." I said. Bol dalu kya? I asked. She looked in my eyes and said Haan. I thrust my dick in her pussy and she again moaned loudly. Wow... What a feeling it was. Her pussy was tight and wet. I was slowly humping her. Taking my time with my thrusts. Her pussy was so good. As I started hitting her deeper she screamed loudly.. Ahhh. Bohot bada hai tumhara. Pura andar mat dalo. I smiled. Bent down and started kissing her. All the while I kept fucking her slowly. I then turned her around. Chal kutiya ban. She complied and was now on all fours. Her white ass was pointing out. I gave a couple of tight slaps to her ass cheeks to see them turn red. Then I grabbed her waist to steady her and thrust my dick in her pussy. Fucking her doggystyle was awesome. Also my dick was now going deeper. She was moaning and screaming with every stroke. I grabbed her hair and pulled them back. All the while fucking her and slapping her ass. I was fucking her like a common whore. Her ass had gone red with my slaps. The speed of my thrusts was increasing now. I was going to cum now. She also sensed this. She looked back and said sir. Please andar mat galna.. I was in a fucking trance and shouted Chup kar behenchod. She tried moving ahead but I was ready. I grabbed her by the waist with both my hands and kept her steady. I now thrust again deep in her with all my strength and exploded. A loud moan escaped from my lips as I began cumming inside her. I dumped all my load inside her. She had fallen down and I was now lying on top of her. My dick still in her pussy. I removed it from her pussy and there was a popping sound. As soon as I removed it my cum started dripping out of her pussy. Fuck. I was totally spent. I lied down beside her. She took a few minutes of rest then started cleaning herself up. I too did the same and we left the lodge. While going I went to pay the bill. The manager took me aside and said, “ bohot joron se chudayi chalu thi Sir. Bahar bhi avaj a raha tha. Hamein bhi ek chance milega kya is randi ke sath?”. I smiled and said, “ kal dono usko mil ke game bajayenge.”. She heard it and turned red. The manager waived off the bill while I dropped her back to her daughter’s college.

[Shadowcat90]

Apologies for the delayed update.
Will be posting regularly now.
Will keep you guys updated.
There will be multiple POV chapters.

[Shadowcat90]

If you want me to add pics then please say so. It will help with better imagination I guess.

[Man4u90036]

If you want me to add pics then please say so. It will help with better imagination I guess.

Give regular updates ,that's enough 

Even without pictures, ok.

Good writing

[Shadowcat90]

Swati and the shopkeepers

Swati had been married for seven years now. She was a 31-year-old housewife. She had one daughter. Her husband was a government official who would have to be on tours for his work. Due to this, she would often be at home alone with her daughter. She was currently felt very trapped in her marriage. Ever since her child was born her sex life with her husband had diminished. It seemed her husband had lost interest in having sex with her. Swati was by no means an ordinary-looking woman. She was very beautiful. She would often get stares from men when she would walk down the road. She also knew this. But she was a very conservative woman. Often stepping out of the house only in sarees and salwar kameez. But still, like every human, she had her needs and she wanted her husband to satisfy those. But on the days when her husband used to be home, he would always be tired. It had been almost 6 months now since she had sex. She confided this to her close friend who advised her to mix it up a little bit with her husband. Try something different. Maybe buy some new racy lingerie to spice up the bedroom. Swati thought it was worth a try so she decided to go to the market the next day.


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Ahmed was a young man in his mid 20’s. He used to run a lingerie shop in the old part of the city. A shop which he had inherited from his father who was no more. He hated this job. Sitting all day in a dusty old shop. The only good part of his job was that he had got to sell ladies' lingerie. Many times women came in his shop but seeing a man and that to a dirty-looking fella like him left. So then he had hired a female assistant. Ladies were usually comfortable with the female assistant. Sales were good. But Ahmed was not content. He had a horny and devious mind. There was a changing room in the shop. It was small and cramped. He had the renovation done of the shop and made it larger and more spacious. He had mirrors installed on all four sides and behind these mirrors, he had placed cameras. These were the top-of-the-line HD cameras that he had imported specifically for this purpose. The feed was connected to his PC. And Ahmed had endless material of ladies changing their dresses and trying on bras and panties in HD. He used to masturbate a couple of times a day watching the videos. All in all, life was good for Ahmed. Of all the ladies Ahmed had a fascination for the married ones. It was something that drove him crazy. Especially seeing their mangalsutras dangling in between their breasts would make him hard. Ahmed had a friend Sajid who ran an electronics shop next to his. They would often watch the videos together.

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That day Swati had gone to the market when she saw Ahmed’s shop. It looked like a decent shop from the outside so she went inside. As soon as she entered, she saw a man at the counter. There was no one else in the shop. The shop was well lit and there were brassieres and panties which were neatly stacked on racks. The shop looked good but there was something about the owner which gave her the creeps. He was a young man. Dark skinned, with a beard. He was looking at her with very lecherous eyes. She felt there was something wrong. But the shopkeeper had now gotten up from his seat and walked towards her.

Ahmed was getting bored in his shop as it was a weekday. Not many customers came to his shop on a weekday. So it was a surprise to him when Swati walked in. For a couple of minutes, he couldn’t believe it. A beauty had walked into his store. She was wearing an orange chiffon saree. She had fair milky white skin. Her hair was dark and silky. She had petite breasts. A slim figure. Her eyes were dusky. She was wearing red lipstick and had sindoor on her forehead. But the thing that made Ahmed’s cock twitch in his pants was the mangalsutra which she was wearing. He knew that today was going to be a special day. He got up from his seat and moved towards her.

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[blackdesk]

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Swati saw that the shopkeeper was near her. He folded his hands and said,  “Namaste bhabhiji. Mera naam Ahmed hai. Welcome to my shop. Chaalis saal purani hai hamari dukan. Yaha apko sab type ke items milenge bhabhiji. Aur wo bhi best rate pe.” Swati was feeling uncomfortable buying lingerie from a man. So she said, “ Bhaiya koi ladies nahi hai kya?”. To this Ahmed replied, “ Bhabhiji meri female staff chutti pe hai aaj. Aap tension na lo. App dekh lijiye jo chahiye wo. Kuch lagta hai to mujhe boliye. Aur changing room waha hai. Jo chahiye wo app try kar sakti hai. Mai app ko disturb nahin karunga.” Saying this he went back to his seat. Swati felt a bit comfortable now. She began browsing the various racks where the bras were kept. She selected a couple of padded bras which were racy. She also saw that there were some silk panties which she had never tried. She selected one of those as she was feeling bold. She also selected an electric panty. She did not know what this was but she wanted to try something new. Ahmed saw from afar the selections that Swati had done. He smiled and was happy. He knew he was getting a show today. Swati went towards the changing room to try the selections. Ahmed’s cock was now twitching with excitement.

As Swati entered the changing room, she saw how spacious it was. She closed the door and saw that the room was beautifully lit. There were mirrors on all four sides. She saw herself in the mirror and thought why was her husband not interested in her. She needed to change this. She started to strip her saree. She removed her pallu and then removed her blouse. She was wearing a very old bra which had now turned gray. She removed this bra. Her milky white boobs came out. She took a new padded bra and tried it on. The bra was tight-fitting and it lifted up her boobs to give a nice shape. Swati then removed her saree. She removed her petticoat and kept it aside. She was wearing some old panties which she removed and tired on the new ones. The silk material of the panties felt wonderful against her skin. She stood there admiring her beauty in the mirror. Little did she know that someone else was watching her.

[Mande]

Great updaty