Mumbai Call Centre Slut (Closed for slutindianwife)

“Well cummon.”

I get out and by the time Rashid closes the car door on his side, I am drenched.

I regret it already. But the thought of having hot pakoras in the rain is way too tempting.

Rashid comes around to my side and we start walking.

Then I realize, I have on 6 inch high, pointed heels…

At that VERY MOMENT, I slip on the muddy path to the dhaba.
 
Rashid is behind me and quickly grabs me by the belly and I hear him gasp softly…

“Ahhhhhhh…”

“Tha.. thanks..” I murmur, realizing the reason for his gasp.

I had worn my saree 3 inches below my navel, that was about half an inch above my cunt.

Rashid had just caught me from falling, by laying his hands, half an inch above my cunt!
 
Things is, in the rain, my saree had slipped lower than I had tied it -

And as I have a cunt that is very big and very hairy…

My cunt hairs were now exposed and Rashid’s fingers were caressing them.
 
I shuddered, from the cold and the rain – or perhaps from the touch of his strong hand. His hand was still on my cunt hairs. I looked at him. He removed his hand slowly.

I decide to walk more slowly. But the rain and the muck are too overpowering – and my high heels are too…

I almost fall again.
 
But Rashid is ready, he grabs me harder this time, with both hands, standing behind me now, both hands just above my cunt – and his hard and massive dick pushing hard on my ass.

I blush and get my balance.

“Th.. thanks..” I manage to whisper.

I am shocked that he is hard… even more shocked at the size and thickness of his lund (Cock!)

Rashid still has both his hands above my cunt.
 
“Shall I leave you Ma’am?” I manage to mutter, my cock is throbbing and I am desperate to fuck her.
 
His lund is huge and pressed hard on my gaand (Ass)!

I am afraid to fall, I hesitate and whisper…

“No… no.. please hold….”
 
I can’t believe she has said that, even though my hard dick is pressing against her ass.

“O.. ok… Ma’am!” I manage to stutter!

As we walk, I deliberately press my hard lund on her ass.

My hands are just above her cunt and on her cunt hairs.

I am totally horny now, her cunt is very hairy and I am going mad with lust!
 
I am now stunned at his boldness.

He is holding me almost by my cunt.

His dick is hard and huge and he is deliberately pressing it against my ass.

Finally, we enter the dimly lit dhaba, a very young guy, around 18 years, comes and just stares at me, eyes and mouth wide open.
 
I wonder what the fuck is wrong with him, I look and see, my saree is soaked.

We had had an office party and I had worn a see thru red saree and a white bikini bra.

That too was soaked, exposing almost all of my boobs, but for my nipples.

I blushed and wondered if Rashid had noticed.
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I glanced back and saw his eyes and mouth had the same look, only they were glued to my ass.

Then I realize again that my saree was soaked and underneath I had on only a thin black g string panty which was buried in the crack of my ass. So Rashid was watching my ass through my soaked see through saree.

I gasp in shock.
 
I sit at the nearest place. Rashid sits opposite me.

He tells the boy to get a plate of pakoras.

There is silence between us. I am totally shaken by what happened.

“Will you have hot tea Ma’am?” Rashid says.

“Yes please.” I say.

He orders two teas.

I take out a cigarette and he brings our his lighter.

“Thanks.” I say, voice shaking.
 
The boy comes with the hot tea and pakoras.

He is staring at my boobs. I look down and see my pallu (Saree top) has fallen, leaving my boobs half open.

I look at Rashid, his eyes are wide open, staring at my boobs.

I blush, but feel excited too.

I let my pallu be down, boobs popping out of my top.

I smile at Rashid.

“Please have Ms. Film Star.” Rashid says.

I laugh and say, “Its Mrs.”
 
“It’s hard to believe you are married.” Rashid says.

I smile, sipping the garam (hot) chai.

I say, “Why?”
 
“If I tell you you will slap me, but I will tell you as its compliment.

Madam, you are sex bomb, better than any film star!”
 
I almost spit my tea out in shock as he calls me sex bomb.

We eat in silence, sipping the hot chai.

It continues to pour outside.

A third thing I like in the rain, is a big, thick, hard cock, to bang me like a cheap slut!

What would my hubby say if he knew the filthy things that were going through my mind right now?
 
Finishing, I call for the bill.

I get up and then realize, my bare ass will be seen by both.

Rashid calls the boy and pays him.

“My treat for a special film star.” He says.

I smile, thinking,

A special treat would be that big fat dick of yours, pounding my holes all might tonight!
 
I don’t have any choice. I stand at the entrance of the dhaba and look at the rain, both guys are behind me, gaping at my ass.

I say boldly,

“The view is very nice isn’t it tonight?”
 
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