Fantasy Sexual Depravity of a Married Woman

[Shadowcat90]

Swati removed the undergarments and looked at them. She took the panty in her hands. Unfortunately, some of her pussy juices had stained the panty and it had become wet. “Oh shit”, she thought. She will now have to buy this now. She had now worn her old clothes back again. And neatly folded the silk bra & panty and she exited the changing room. Ahmed was waiting for her. “ Arey aap bohot time andar thi madam. Sab thik hai na? Acche se check kiya hoga aapne. Pasand aya to aapke liye pack kardoon?” “Ok Bhaiya she meekly replied. “Kitna hua iska”, she asked? “10000 rupees madam”. “10000?”, Swati asked in shock. “Haanji madam. Maine kaha to tha aapko. Ye imported maal hai. Sabse best”, Ahmed replied with a sly grin. “Oh no”, Swati said. “Sorry bhaiya mere pass to itne nahi hai abhi. Aur ye mere budget ke bohot bahar hai”. “Arey madam ye kya baat hui”, Arbaz raised his voice. “Pehle price puchte fir try karte. Khaali fukat ka mera time waste kiya. Dikhao idhaar mera saman”, saying this he grabbed the bra and panty from Swati’s hand. Swati was now shocked by this sudden change in behavior in Ahmed.  Ahmed was acting furious. Swati was just stunned into silence. Ahmed took the panty in his hand and he felt the wetness. “Ye kya hai madarchod”, he thundered at her. “Ye geela kyu hai”? He sniffed the panty and said to her, “teri chut geeli hai kya chinal. Ya ungli kar rhi andar tu changing room mein”. Hearing his crass words and tone had made Swati go numb. She could only stammer, “Umm aise kuch nahi bahiya... Galti se hogaya...” She whimpered.... He just laughed and said, “Ab ye used hai... Terko khareedna hi padega... Chal ab iske paise de”. “Itne to nahi hai mere pass...” She said. “Kya boli tu??? Price check nahi kiya kya tune... Try karne se pehele??? Ab ispe to tere chut ka paani hai.... Ise dusre ko kaise bechunga mai...” He moved closer to her. Crowding her personal space. She was getting afraid now. And moved back. She had backed herself into the corner of a shop and Ahmed was in front of her. “Saali randi madarchod... Ungli kar rhi thi kya tu chinal? Bata sach.. Bohot garmi hai tere mein”, he menacingly said to her. Swati was too stunned to move and could only bow down her head in shame. Looking at her trembling in fear made Ahmed more excited. He moved further towards her. Almost an inch away from her. Swati was looking down in shame and fear. She saw him approach closer. She was looking down and her eyes went towards the bulge in his pants.... Oh God, she thought. This can't be happening. She was just shocked looking at his bulging pants. She felt his finger on her chin. Ahmed had put his index finger on her chin and directed her head upwards to face him. She saw him. His eyes were red with lust. Swati felt very helpless in that situation. Ahmed's hand went to her pallu. He grabbed her saree and pushed it down. Her pallu fell down and she was just standing there. Too timid to say anything. Her breathing had increased. Her breasts heaved up and down in her tight blouse. She was now very scared. Being cornered here by this brute like this. Her mind was not able to think straight. Ahmed was feeling elated. Just like a lion feels when he traps a gazelle. He was looking at Swati's blouse hungrily. “Kya mast mamme hai tere”, he commented. Instinctively her hands went up to cover her breasts. But Ahmed pulled her hands away. “Haath niche rakh randi”. He shouted at her. While pulling her hand down. There she was standing alone and cornered. Breathing heavily. Her breasts heaved up and down. She had closed her eyes. Ahmed moved his hand and kept it on her breast. Pressing softly through the blouse. He felt the soft fabric of her blouse. Pressing lightly. All the while Swati was breathing heavily. Tears flowed through her eyes. Too afraid and scared to do anything. Slowly he brought his second hand up to her blouse. And was now pressing her breasts using both hands. His touch became more forceful. He started unhooking her blouse. Swati now opened her eyes. She saw Ahmed standing so close to her. He removed her hooks one by one. Finally, her blouse was free. Her milky breasts were tightly enclosed in her bra. Ahmed in one swift motion pulled her bra cups down. Exposing her naked breasts. As the cold air hit her exposed nipples Swati shuddered. But Ahmed was enjoying it. He had started pinching her nipples. Playing with them twisting them. Her nipples were becoming erect. She was herself feeling little electric jolts through her body. Ahmed moved closer now. She could feel his breath. He lowered his head and started sucking on her breast. Munching on her tits. He was in heaven. Her soft skin. He suddenly bit on it and Swati screamed. But Ahmed couldn’t care less. He was now sucking her nipples. Twisting it in his mouth. Biting the fleshy part of her boobs. His spit was covering her breasts. He was sucking on one breast then the next. Sucking on them like a man possessed. She was moaning now. While Ahmed was assaulting her boobs. Suddenly she felt a tight slap on her breast. First the left one then the right. SMACK!!! SMACK !!! Ahmed was slapping her tits. Making them red.