I’m 30 years old, married. 29 F is my wife. She is gorgeous, hot, and seductive. She is a piece of meat that anyone would kill for, I assure you. She is gorgeous. We were married around the time I was 25 and she was 24. We had known one other since we were young children and grew up in the same area. Since we had been friends our entire lives, our parents were also aware of our friendship. And as teenagers, our relationship developed into a romance. Since we merely act like friends, it was a secret. We did everything very similar.
We weren’t prepared to part ways. So when we reached the point when we both had jobs, I was prepared to propose to her. When she answered yes, we both called our parents at once to share the news. They were extremely joyful and ecstatic. Everyone wanted us to be together because we had been such close friends since we were little, which astonished me.
Despite the fact that we were in a relationship at the time, we never engaged in any sexual activity. We agreed to carry out our vow to one another after being married. When we were teenagers, we already had plans to get married. She only allowed me to kiss her, give me a handjob, and touch her breasts at most. Actually, we only did that.
So as we started planning our wedding, I was very eager to finally see her naked. I’ve never touched her pussy or seen her undressed in any way. I was therefore eager about it the entire month.
Our first night together after getting married was a disaster. We had a lot of relatives over, and we were exhausted from all the activities we had to do throughout the day.
She actually donned her bridal lehenga and sat with milk and rose petals on the side table the following night because she wanted to give me my first night. My wife and my cousin sister are good friends. Once all of the family members had left, my wife told her everything she had planned for the evening. She received decorating assistance from my cousin, who also got her ready. She truly was a blessing to me.
She is incredibly lovely, so I went into the bed and started by lifting her pallu. After I kissed her, she pulled me over to her side by grabbing my waist. I was lying on her body kissing her as she parted her legs. I finished kissing her lips and then moved to her neck before slowly descending to kiss her boobs. I halted and begged, “Can you please get naked?” She gave me a dead stare and hesitated before responding with a yes. I stood up and let her to move. She turned to face the wall while standing up close to the bed. Her ass was pointing at me. She slowly undid her bra, then her blouse, before opening her lehenga and tossing it in the corner. She also took off all of her overly ornate jewelry. Her scarlet bangles, mangalsutra, and wedding ring were all that remained. When she turned around, I was astounded by her appearance. She resembled a goddess. Her measurements were 34-27-33. She has firm breasts that have never been touched. Her nipples were cute, and her aerolas were short and tight with no dangling or loose boobs. I adored it. I wondered how the heck I ever got this bitch and felt a sense of fear. She is out of my league in every way. She was obviously a model or a well-known celebrity in our community if she wasn’t my friend, given her dimensions and adorable, attractive face.
She furrowed her eyebrows when she saw that my dick had grown so big that it was visible through my jeans. I swiftly lowered my pants. She frequently observed my dick as she gave me a handjob.
I instructed her to assume the same position, and we kept going there. I resumed kissing her mouth to nipples once more, but when I tried to bite them with my teeth, she whimpered a little, so I refrained because I knew it would hurt. I then kissed her all over and lay down on her while playing with her boobs.
Her pussy was filthy and covered in hair. I liked it because of the scent. Little brown pussy with hair on top. It was a lovely scene. I finally got to see her pussy. I gave it a kiss after a brief period of playing with it. She was plainly becoming aroused when I observed her get wet and her face. She grabbed me with her legs around my neck, held me there, and asked me to lick it while making a lovely expression. I simply licked her pussy out since I was amused by her expression. The salty taste of her pussy fluid was making me addicted, so I pushed my tongue as far down as I could. I licked her clitoral area and vagina. Even the area between her pussy and ass got licked clean by me. I didn’t want to attack her ass because I found it to be fairly disgusting.
She had a brief orgasm, and I immediately began to prepare for sex. Since I was already dripping, I just went for it. Before I even pushed my dick, she instructed me to use the condom. I placed my dick on the opening of her pussy and rubbed it. She gestured in the direction of the drawer in front of our bed. I promptly took one and headed back. She assisted me in putting on the condom while licking her fingers and massaging my genitalia. and put it on the opening of her pussy. She was willing to give up her virginity.
I pushed one, but it didn’t penetrate all that deeply. I persisted in exerting pressure and wouldn’t give up. Her eyes were streaming with tears, as I could see. She was hurting. Her legs were trembling all over the place. She then looked at me, and our eyes locked. I wanted to stop, but I refrained. When I noticed her blinking, I immediately pushed with all of my strength. It entered. She let out a loud moan similar to “Aaaah,” realized what she had done, and put a palm to her face to make herself quiet. I could hear my parents murmuring from other room, but I couldn’t make out what they were saying.
When I first met her, she was crying with excitement rather than tears of regret. She was smiling as she had tears streaming down her face. As I drew my dick out, she peered over at my dick from the space between us. She had never even masturbated that much to remove her hymen, yet it was her blood. I pulled my dick out completely and simply forced her to settle down at that very time despite knowing she was becoming anxious and panicked. I hugged her and slept next to her. She hugged me while we conversed for some time. I reassured her that it’s okay and that it’s all part of the process. I made sure she knew everything was okay and that it was usual. I cleaned her in the shower after bringing her into the bathroom. She was standing with her legs apart, and I was on my knees cleaning her pussy.
following a thorough cleaning and washing. I asked if you wanted to go to sleep or keep talking. She gave me a deadpan expression as if she already knew the outcome. Yes, she replied cautiously. I told her that if she wasn’t willing to do it, it didn’t matter. She argued that she wanted to participate as well. I was aware that she was taking action to make me happy. We returned to our bed and covered it with a cloth so that it would stay clean this time. She took up her position once more, and I held that position. As I started to squirm and the condom started to fall off, I changed it. She was focusing her attention on my dick as I stroked it and tried to make it as hard as possible. It made me feel bad.
I put the condom on after getting erect, added some saliva to it, and then began to fuck her. She wasn’t as hurt as she had been previously. She was still making an effort to finish it. I was watching her as she made an odd, uncomfortable face. I started right away and finished in 30 to 40 seconds.
Then I slept next to her. She put on a nightgown after then came and slept next to me. We had sex twice a week after that incident. I used to fuck her with all mighty, but I never got the impression that she was having much fun. She was experiencing orgasms, however, whenever I used my tongue. I felt content that I had this talent at least. We kind of got into this roleplay of her being the dominant and whenever I got home from work, she would ask me to kneel down and lift her skirt or nightgown, and I would bury my face in her pussy. She would always advise me to use my tongue, but I started to deny that. It was really wonderful, and I enjoyed seeing her enthusiastic about something.
I started watching porn when I acquired a new smartphone, which allowed me to discover a variety of themes and fantasies that people have all over the world. I started becoming a goon as soon as I hit puberty. I used to spend hours masturbating and would only stop when I was about to experience an orgasm. Just thinking about my friend, who is now my wife. As I began to masturbate for hours again after marriage, that habit of mine became more genuine. Every time I suggested her to watch any porn, my wife would typically object, saying things like, “Don’t be a porn addict.” She was unable to stop me from seeing porn, though.
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Back then, I came across some cuckolding porn. Although it wasn’t particularly well-known, I learned some new words like “hotwife” and other things. I had to browse the main websites to find them because they weren’t there. As I related to it more and more, I soon became more invested. It brought back memories of my youth. when I was in roughly the eighth grade. All of my buddies had access to this collection of films and images of attractive women. We once discussed how attractive our teacher was. We were quite open, just like kids are accustomed to being with one another. At one point, we even exposed our dicks to one another, and I still remember it.
All of my buddies had about 9 to 10 centimeters at the time, whereas I had about 5 to 6 centimeters. They never bullied me, but whenever I made a minor joke about something or laughed at them, they would bully or tease me about it. When this size incident occurred, I began to imagine my friend leaving me for bigger dicks since I had begun to imagine her being with me.
I was picturing being dumped, which used to make me feel aroused. I had no idea whether it was good or harmful, and despite the fact that my friends were generally forthcoming about their fantasies, I never mentioned mine to anyone. All of my friends use to talk about any female they see , including my mom once . She was there for talking to my principle and the fees , my friend didn’t knew it was my mum as I was seated with them . I remained silent at the time as one of my friends pointed to my mother as she walked towards the office and said, “Look at that lady over there.” I just stayed there listening and laughing while my dick was hard in my pants waiting for cupping as the other friend said, “Look at her boobs,” in a low voice.
I had never imagined my mother to be as sexy as she actually is before that. She was about 32 to 35 years old at the time, and her boobs and ass were comparable to those of a typical 20-year-old nowadays. She was stunning beyond belief. Soon after, I began to masturbate as I imagined a boy with bigger dicks stealing my mother and my friend from me. It was making me horny and occasionally keeping me up all night just thinking about masturbating.
I had a strong desire for a man with enormous dick taking my wife when I first started viewing cuckold porn since it brought back all of my memories. I still harbored a strong desire for a man with a large dick to take one of my loved ones. I started showing her additional porn and demonstrating the size of dicks to her. She was genuinely astonished to see some individuals using those rods, but she knew I was much smaller than they were, so she hesitated from commenting for fear of making me feel bad. I started watching cuckold porn in front of her and used to talk a lot about large dicks in front of her. She never went so far as to demand that I put down my phone and stop watching it. She raged at me for a while, while saying how awful it was to see that. I jokingly questioned her after that speech if she was interested in cuckolding me. She responded, “No, I love you.” I would never consider doing it. And kindly avoid seeing those types of videos online. She gave me a hug after that, and when we had sex later that night, she was actually lost in thought. She had changed significantly since then; she now makes tiny moans, short hushes, and groans. Like a pornstar, she was acting the part. She had never done it before, but because I was so horny from watching her, I cummed right away.
I couldn’t get the thought of being cucked out of my head. I did something unthinkable because I was doomed to become a cuck.
I work with a friend who is young, single, has wonderful physical attributes, is intelligent, and is also quite attractive. When he was younger, during his undergraduate years, he had a number of relationships. This friend and I spent a lot of time together after work. When we finished, we used to go sit in a pub or a tea shop. He’s a great guy, but I was thinking of something awful.
Let’s refer to him by his given name, Ayan. I therefore wanted Ayan to fuck my wife. Let’s call my wife : Tanu .
So I developed a strategy, first I brought Ayan to my house, then I introduced Tanu, and finally I forced them to meet. They were already fucking each other in the eyes when they saw eachother. Both were gazing at one another as if they were itching to connect. Ayan was the only one Tanu ever done this to because she didn’t even look away. She never once gave me a glance. I questioned her about making tea or anything else. She then went inside to prepare some tea. I excused and went in the toilet . I sat there for over half hour simply masturbating and I told Tanu that I had a stomach issue . I instructed her to give Ayan something to eat until then.
I had already told Ayan everything when I brought him home. His role in the plan was to secure Tanu’s Gmail or phone number. I was glad to see them both staring at their own phones when I got outside. If they wanted to watch a movie, I told them I would suggest an excellent one with Emraan Hashmi. Ayan decided to call it a day when the movie ended, and I followed him to say goodbye. I spoke with him about it as we traveled to the main road. He claimed that it was a success and that he had her email address.
He declared that he had previously sent one to check whether she had actually provided one or had merely used a fake. She responded, proving it to be true. I was ecstatic about the potential of my plan.
The following day, I instructed Ayan to mail her every day, anytime we were in the office, in the morning, and in the evening before we left. And she was responding to him. Before I requested Ayan to move things along, it was just a matter of saying good morning and how your day is going. I urged him to go close to her and demonstrate some interest in her, and I mentioned her love of movies and fashionable attire. He used this information afterwards, and she became significantly more interested as a result of meeting a man who shared her passion.
The worst part was that she kept everything between them and assumed I didn’t know what was going on because she didn’t tell me anything. She was responding to Ayan, but she somehow failed to hear my phone or message. I was becoming anxious about it. In a way, it was making my childhood imagination more realistic and giving me a horny feeling. I wanted to be cucked even if I didn’t want her to leave me.
I just let it go and started telling Ayan to push it further, so Ayan asked Tanu if her husband (me) was aware of the messaging, and she replied that he wasn’t. As the situation grew increasingly stressful, I advised him to commence the actual task immediately.
Then, he continued to discuss sexual topics. Ayan began posting links to porn, but he also posted some mainstream ones with large dicks. And she was responding favorably, never expressing curiosity but always responding with phrases like “excellent,” “lovely,” “oh, that’s a great film,” etc. Finally, I forced Ayan to email her a dick picture of him one day. The most stressful moment was this one because it was the result of days and days of work.
She replied after I waited for it. That’s big, assuming it’s yours, Ayan, she retorted. You are really fortunate. In comparison to my husband, who is 6 inches tall, yours is enormous. I then got my first glimpse of it. He has a 10 inch dick. I asked him if he used any injections or drugs to do it, but he insisted that it was all natural. I had no idea that it was even possible. I asked him to reveal it to me when I brought him into the bathroom, and I was startled to discover that it was real. If it’s real, you can touch it and tell, he claimed. I grabbed it, and yep, it was entirely authentic. He took a hard, 5 inch look at me when I dragged my pants down. Then, as he drew up to me, he placed his dick on top of mine and stated, “Look, if I keep mine on top, you can’t even see your dick.” Let’s go outside now, I said after saying everything was fine. I then requested Ayan to ask Tanu to send some photos of herself.
She remained silent for a day, and the following day, when I was at work, Ayan told me she had only sent a picture. He opened it in front of me, which caused my dick to rise up. To add a few extra points, she snapped a photo of herself with her legs spread out showing off her gorgeous pussy, gorgeous pair of boobs, and adorable face. I was pleased to see her talking to someone who was essentially a stranger to her. Although I shared my loving husband’s dissatisfaction, my arousing body was expressing something different. I gave Ayan the decision of what to do next.
It had been approximately a month since Ayan and I had spoken to her, and it was right around our second wedding anniversary. I forced him to ask her if she had ever cheated on me. She replied that she never had, but in joy, added that she was no longer faithful. She didn’t hold back when responding and did it in a really scorching way. She continued by expressing her desire for genuine intercourse with a real man, and at her response, I ended the conversation. I wanted this to be genuine because I was so horny. What if we cuck your husband, Ayan said after sharing some cuckold porn with her. She continued by expressing her love for me and my love for her and that she couldn’t endanger the marriage by doing anything like that.
After that, Ayan claimed her husband enjoyed watching cuckold porn on his phone. She still lacked the guts to put the marriage in risk. No matter what, she wasn’t going to leave me. She claimed that while she could lie or indulge herself once, she wasn’t prepared to cuck. I begged Ayan to persuade Tanu to be a cuckold and make this happen.
Soon after, Ayan had an idea of his own. He asked Tine what would happen if they had sex on their wedding anniversary. He also offered her his home address and told her she may visit him at any time from the morning until the evening because he lives alone. I was looking forward to that day, and I was so horny that the day before, I was masturbating. I wished her on our wedding anniversary, and then I went to the office. I was aroused the entire time, wondering if she had gone there or not, when I got a call from Ayan saying that she had arrived. and end the call there. I was so horny as a result that I spent 30 minutes masturbating in the bathroom.
I cummed, but I was still erect. I leaned down and began to push a finger up my asshole since I was so horny. I thought Ayan was fucking with me and fingered myself, then I returned. I cleaned the floor before leaving.
I took a half-day off from work to buy Tanu some presents. Although I wanted to surprise her, I couldn’t help but keep thinking about what they were up to. I was constantly roused by it. Even the post-nut clarity failed me. I couldn’t stop picturing her and a large cock jammed in her hole.
I spend my half-day wandering the mall looking for a suitable present for her. I was a little embarrassed when I entered the lingerie store, but I persisted and tried not to look foolish or cringe. I went and saw some sexy lingerie and some good panties and then bought some in her size.
Then I went to a clothing store and bought a short skirt and a see-through blouse. Tanu is incredibly fashionable and wears a variety of outfits. She can dress traditionally one day and short skirt and tight top the next. She was unconcerned with anything.
It was almost time to go home, so I hurried to a store for present wrapping. I bought her a gajra. She was applying cosmetics when I got home, and she opened the door for me. When she noticed the gifts, she tightly hugged and kissed me before saying, “I’m taking you out for candlelight dinner.” I quickly showered and changed into my clothes while still wondering what had happened over the day and whether she would tell me. Do you ever think I’d wear this? she asked, opening the underwear. I told her that you may wear it to sexify me. She laughed and put it to the side. The skirts and top were unwrapped. She cheered for those ones. She liked them, put on a gajra, and we went to a pretty upscale restaurant after that. She was jokingly questioned if she had her wallet with her. When I panickedly stared at her after she answered “no,” she showed me her purse.
We returned home after dinner and climbed into bed. She was dressed in a dress that reached her knees. As soon as she climbed into bed, I jumped on top of her and began unzipping her dress. When I took off the remaining half of her garment, I was even more shocked to realize that she wasn’t wearing a bra. You getting kinky huh, I questioned. It’s for you, she remarked while laughing. I took her and forced my face into her pussy.
I never knew if she was intentionally doing this or if she simply forgot to clean because she didn’t know. Her pussy was filthy and covered in cum. It was stuffed full of cum. I tasted my own cum, so I could also tell by taste. I licked everything, and I adored the flavor of the sperm and her juices together. She said, “You don’t need a condom today; I’m taking pills.” I was overjoyed since it was the second time in the past two years that I had sex without using a condom.
She never permitted me to enter her, but Ayan was an exception. Her attitude truly sparked my interest. Her pussy was wide and loosened, but I didn’t feel anything as I pressed into it. We both fell asleep after I fucked her for maybe five minutes.
I met Ayan the following day, and he told me everything.
Tanu prepared herself and put on a lovely dress the morning I left for work, and at around 11 am, she came at Ayan’s house. She was welcomed inside and given his best anniversary wishes. He gave her some tea and cookies before sneaking into the kitchen to contact me and let me know Tanu had arrived. then walked across and sat next to her.
When the tea was finished, Ayan sat down next to Tanu and leant in for a kiss. And to everyone’s surprise, she also leaned in for a kiss. As soon as I heard about their kiss, I became too aroused. He talked about how ferociously she kisses while sticking his tongue in her mouth, which she was sucking.
Ayan began to grope Tanu while their lips were still in contact, and she embraced by rubbing her penis against his pant. At that point, they both began to feel each other.
Ayan orders her to strip off, and while she does so, he inquires as to how many other guys except her husband have ever touched her. You are the only one and the first one, she said. Ayan boosted his lust. She built up the suspense, stripped off her top like a stripper, pulled it up, turned around, and bent over to pull her skirt down. displaying her gorgeous pussy and asshole to Ayan.
She even removed her wedding ring and mangalsutra because she is so devout and put them on the table. She had nothing on her body save her earrings; she was completely naked. Red lipstick and gorgeous thighs. Ayan stood up, gave her another kiss, began kissing her boobs, then put his finger into her pussy. He forced his moist finger into her lips and gave her a taste of her own juice as she was dripping wet.
She literally grabbed the dick and began giving him a handjob after he pulled his pants down after this brief session of playing with her body. Her reaction was priceless. He enquired as to whether she had ever sucked a dick. He grabbed her shoulder and forced her to her knees when she replied, “Never.” He then told her, “Give your first then, you will appreciate it.”
She has seen enough porn to be aware that women tend to choke on the dick and take it as far as they can. She then began to take it in her mouth after first trying to make it wet by licking his dick by his tongue like an ice cream. She kept looking at Ayan after she put it in her mouth, and he grabbed her head and her hairs, then pushed her head firmly and began fucking her face. She didn’t enjoy how he was doing it so roughly. Her eyes were watering, and saliva was dripping from her mouth all over her boobs and the floor as he slowed down and gave her a good rhythmic face fuck. It was just like classic blowjob porn.
He gripped her face, drove his dick in as far as he could, and drained his balls all the way inside because he wanted to cum. He was allowing her enough room to breathe even if she was suffocating. She was gasping for air as he pulled out his dick, and she was in a really awkward position. This was the first time she had ever been treated roughly. She considered it to be enjoyable and offered to clean his dick. He gave her a pat on the head and complimented her on her accomplishments. She grinned and carried on licking.
After that was over, he led her to the bedroom, where he slept down and she curled up next to him to play with his dick till he turned hard once more. She said, “This is about my husband’s size,” considering that he was semi hard. He responded with a chuckle, “I know I’ve seen his dick.” When she inquired out of curiosity, he replied, “In a public restroom.” She answered, “Oh,” and inquired as to if he had mentioned anything regarding his sexual life. He claimed that because I frequently watched porn, I had fantasies about being a cuckold. She was suspicious and inquired as to his knowledge of her presence. He replied “no,” going on to explain that he had a crush on her ever since the day of her wedding. He had first seen her and fallen in love with her, and he had been thinking about her constantly while masturbating. When I took him to my house, he asked for her Gmail address to start a friendly conversation because he wanted to take a chance on her. He loved it, so he did, and she agreed. He added, “And here we are.” She nods in agreement with this tale, kisses him, and inquires, “Do you love me?” She blushed as she responded, “I love you, too,” to his yes.
She slowly begins to sit on the top after being asked to do so. She first gets down on her knees and places his dick on the opening of her vagina and starts sitting. She gasped as her breathing became heavier and she began to breathe deeply. Even after exerting so much effort, she still only had the dick’s head inside of her. He instructed her to go to the kitchen and get some oil, so she did. After putting the oil in a small bowl, She then began rubbing oil on both his dick and his balls. She gave him a massage before once more sitting on his crotch. She followed that by putting oil on her pussy as well. She put her finger in her pussy for lubricant and was much smoother after that.
She again positioned his dick on the aperture before beginning to sit. He began to drag her down onto his dick after grabbing both of her hands. This was very simple and moved along quickly. Even so, it took 2 to 5 minutes to get in completely. He can cum as much as he wants because she claimed to be taking pills. She claimed that her womb could already feel his dick. When Ayan told me she had said something like, I was surprised.
Ayan then began fucking her. She was riding him just before they switched positions and he set her up in a dog-style position. He then got behind her and began violently fucking her, giving deep, hard thrusts. As he got close to Cumming, he grabbed her hair with one hand and began to push his one finger into her asshole. After telling him repeatedly not to touch her ass, he probed and fingered her ass, which caused her to experience an orgasm. She was shivering, he claimed, that her legs couldn’t keep up.
He kept fucking her. She had another intense orgasm as he continued to penetrate her while taking his finger out of her ass. He penetrated her in a deep spot, most likely in her undiscovered womb. I knew I can never perform like him.
He placed his finger in her mouth to clear the shit it had while she was still recovering from her intense orgasm and squirts. She licked it off without thinking twice, and when she realized, she spat and felt like throwing up but managed to hold it together. Ayan apologized, and she said it was okay.
After about an hour of sleeping and cuddling, Ayan once more began fucking her while she was fast asleep, cummed in her pussy, and once more took a nap while spooning her. Ayan and she both got up in the evening when she woke up. She reclined in the bed while they played, kissed, and cuddled until it was time to go home.
She was halted by Ayan, who continued fucking her in the mouth before giving her another orgasm while fucking her pussy. She was still shaky, not walking straight, and her legs continued to wobble. He assisted her in getting dressed, and she spent some time holding her pussy tight to take control. However, she was unable to. She continued to feel pain, and she was full with cum. He offered her some water, but she declined and simply left. Ayan stopped her so he could give her the mangalsutra and put her ring on her finger. She then turned around so he could put the mangalsutra around her neck. He helped her, paid the auto-rickshaw driver, and ordered one for her. They shook hands after she expressed her gratitude for the lovely day. She then left for home.
She probably got ready for a night out after she returned home, and when I got home, She was applying makeup because it had been ruined at Ayan’s home. She twice gave him a blowjob while noting how much of her makeup was gone. As I listened to the story of my wife and Ayan, I became really aroused.
I wanted to watch it, but I was forced to listen to Ayan in this manner. He was the best man because he handled it with grace; he didn’t want to go too far or do anything that would go against what I said. He complies with my instructions. I was really pleased of myself for picking him to be my wife’s bull.
She often spent the entire day at his place during the course of this affair, acting completely out of control and willing to do anything, but when it came to me, she just sat in a passive position and did little nothing, other than get a little wet when I licked her pussy.
When I finally had enough, I wanted them to seem that way in front of me. Though unaware of me, I wanted them both to be together. I desired to be a cuck, suck her man’s dick, clean up his mess, and even have my ass fucked in retaliation. I was willing to even get my ass fucked for that to occur. I needed that desperately.
The following day, I asked Ayan to find a way to make this happen. I enquired as to Tanu’s plans and whether she would be willing to cuck me. He responded, “No, she didn’t even take my name out of her mouth when she entered my home.” I begged him to do it and turn me into a cuck. He promised to do it but added that it would take a few days. I appreciated his willingness to do it. I assured him that I would do everything for him. That’s great, you can be a great cuck, and I’ll be your wife’s bull and your master too, he replied. By listening to that, I felt horny.
When she saw him again a few days later, he claimed he wanted to be her and her husband’s bull. She wasn’t considering it critically. She declared that she didn’t want her husband to experience depression or leave her. He continued by telling her how much he enjoyed cuckoldry, and she gave it some thought.
She was instructed by Ayan to phone her husband (me)right away and inquire about his opinion of cuckolding.
Despite her hesitation, she dialed my number and placed it on speaker so he could hear us both.
She was unaware that I knew she was with him, but I knew she was. She believed that I believed she was at our house. She inquired about my day, what I was doing, and other things before asking if I was still having any sexual thoughts. I said “yes,” told to wait a second, and left my office. When she inquired as to my desires, I listed cuckold, hotwife, sissy, bi cuck, and all related obsessions. Oh, okay, she replied, adding that she would consider it.
See, Ayan said, he’s very interested, and if we both tell the truth and turn him into a cuck, he won’t leave or do anything except assist us. After giving it some thought, Ayan advised her to return home and prepare herself because he would come tonight to cuck her husband.
She remained silent, decided she liked the concept, and then returned home. I was thrilled to be getting cucked tonight when he called and told me everything. The news made it impossible for me to hold onto myself. I was very energetic and excited for tonight. I arrived home to find her dressed and only wearing makeup. She gave me some time to get ready before heading to the bathroom while I waited for Ayan to get home. He was here when I opened the door. I shouted, “Ayan’s here,” but she was still in the restroom. When she heard that, she remarked, “Wait a second, she’ll be there.”
I was astonished when she opened the bathroom door. my dick was out of control and Ayan’s eyes were also locked on my wife, who was looking stunning.
She wore the lingerie I gave her for our wedding anniversary. She was completely naked and only wearing lingerie, and it was fitting her so well.
We have a guest, why are you wearing this now, I said as I approached her. She then turned to face me and declared, “He’s the one who will cuck you.” She was having trouble speaking because she has too much respect for me and lust for Ayan. When I asked if she was wearing it for Ayan, she hesitantly said, “Yes.” I remarked, “I loved it, it’s fine.” She was performing my fantasy when I remarked, “You can do it now. I’m extremely delighted to have you.” I then went and sat down on the couch.
Ayan stood up as she approached him and kissed her. She simply lost track of my presence. It was more stimulating because they seemed to have lost interest in me. They both climbed up onto each other’s arms and began smooching heavily. I started masturbating as soon as I saw him strip off her underwear, and just the sight of him do it made me cum. I was now masturbating while stroking with my semi-hard dick with my two fingers. It was quite difficult because after seeing that, I wanted to keep going.
It was even more seductive because she was wearing her mangalsutra and ring. She was sitting on his lap with her ass turned in my direction. They were sitting face to face. While he fucked her, I longed to lick his dick. I asked if I could, but she didn’t answer. When Ayan gestured for me to come, I hurried over and tried to lick Ayan’s dick while he shoved it into her pussy. Although I was successful, she quickly began hard-riding him, and he didn’t bother telling me to back off a bit. I was extremely horny as I watched his 10 inch dick vanish inside her pussy while I was sitting there. The view was the finest I could hope for. She was clenching her openings as I watched her asshole get tight. She was on the verge of orgasm. He continued to fuck her at an increasingly rapid pace When he cummed, he lifted her up and placed her on my face. I did my best to push my face into her juice as it spilled all over the sofa and lick it all off. The cum not being in her pussy did not make her particularly happy.
I tried to press my face, but I was unsuccessful. Ayan’s legs were crossed in front of me as I turned around to face her pussy. She grew horny once more as soon as I started eating her pussy. She called me a sissy and yelled, “Do it like that you cuck, you are not a man, you are disgrace for a man,” because she was too horny to control herself at the time. She merely desired a tasty creampie. She resumed riding Ayan’s dick after he turned stiff once more. I was prepared to drink her pussy juice this time. My forehead had his balls on it as I continued to rest my head in his crotch.
As he was fucking her, I could feel Tanu shaking fiercely, which caused his legs to start shaking as well. He grabbed her up and placed her on my face after cumming in her pussy. I began to lick her pussy in order to clean it. She was kissing Ayan and not giving a thought to me as I licked the cum right out of her pussy. She was filled with alot of cum. I was unable to even get my tongue that far into her pussy. She had been greatly stretched, and I was unable to tell they were Tanu’s holes.
She tried to push out as much of the cum as she could, and even farted by mistake. I licked it all off. Her lips and pussy were both sore. He began biting her nipples, spanked her butt, and even gave me a few slaps in the face to get me to lick it nicely. I admired how committed they were to their roles. She stood up, gave me a kiss while removing all the come off my face, and then urged me to start sucking the cock.
She was holding my face while firmly pushing it into his dick in an effort to assist me. My dick was once again gushing cum out of it while my jaw was hurting quite a bit but I was enjoying the experience. She commented on how my dick was cuming while having my face fucked after spotting it. Ayan remarked, “He is a pure cuck,” upon seeing my dick.
After cleaning his dick, he lifted me up by my sholder and we sat down, with Tanu occupying the other side. She got up, moved over to where I was sitting, hugged me, began sobbing, and became emotional. She was honest when she claimed how much she cared for me and didn’t want me to leave her life. I promised her that everything would be alright and that after the occurrence, my love for her just grew.
Ayan added, “You two make a great relationship and you both love each other very much.” If you don’t like it, Tanu won’t do this again, and I replied that I did. For months and months, I wanted this to happen. I told her that I felt like a girl and that I wanted to be a cuckold or sissy, but I never admitted to her that I was really like that.
I was asked if I wanted to continue or stop it. I proclaimed that I desired it forever. Ayan asked, “Are you sure about that?” as she turned to face him. You can have my permission, I added as I gave him a look.If my wife is willing, you can have her sexually for the rest of your life, I added as I turned to face him. She said, “Yes, of course, by day.” I admitted that I couldn’t make her happy and that watching her get so aggressive and violent with Ayan was making me want to do more. I admitted that I loved the idea of being degraded and humiliated as a guy.
Ayan followed by saying how much he wants to be Tanu’s mate, even if it’s a bull, since we all became extremely honest with one another. He was glad to have her in his life, and it was great to keep her happy with his dick. He thought it would be fun to turn me into a sissy and to keep Tanu as a cumdump for himself. Tanu and I were both very pleased to be that way. I desired that. She tried to act more like a wife to Ayan, but all he saw from her was a cumdump. She continued to adore the concept and, in joke, asked if she might wed Ayan as well and have two husbands.
Ayan was thrilled about that suggestion. He asked if I was okay with him being her second husband, and I replied that I was as long as I played some sort of role. She excitedly glared at him, and he responded, “Let’s get married in a little temple between us three only.”
She gave me a happy nod and a quick glance. She went and got on his lap after I said it was amazing, and they immediately began to make love. As she began to kiss him, he again placed his dick on her pussy and began to fuck her. She broke down in tears and was totally upfront this time. Every time she was penetrated, she was gasping for air. We burst out laughing as her pussy began to fart. He soon finished as she continued to ride.
Ayan was asked if he would be willing to go out to dinner after getting dressed. They both sat close as we went to a restaurant, and Ayan kept his hand on her thighs while massaging her all over. He soon entered her panties. He soon entered her crotch and began playing with her pussy. She opened her eyes and spread her legs. She opened her eyes and glanced at me after he poked her with his finger. She demonstrated with her finger while telling me what was happening beneath the table. That made me feel horny. The starter quickly arrived on our table as she continued to maintain eye contact with me. As soon what she opened her mouth, Ayan withdrew his finger and took a portion of the meal with the same hand, saying, “Lick it.” She did as he instructed. I needed a short break to finish beating my meat. I tried not to flood my pants, but I was powerless to do so, so I simply sat there. I could feel the pulse in my dick and knew it was time. I came in my pants.
I indicated to her that I had done so, and she laughed and informed Ayan. He flashed me a smirk as he gazed at me. After finishing our starter, we waited for our main meal. She checks around to see if anyone is looking, slowly bends over on the table with her head resting on it, slowly pulls her panty down, taps my leg, and hands it to me after Ayan asked her to do so. It’s understandable that it took so long to prepare our food given how crowded and full the restaurant was. The waiter approached us with a few plates in his hands almost twenty minutes later. and immediately moved to the following table. That server embarrassed me since I assumed he was bringing us meal.
Now, she was inside his pants. To prevent others from seeing, he pulled the tablecloth up over his crotch. She was giving him a handjob while placing her hand inside of his pant. There were many customers and the restaurant was busy.
When Ayan came, she took the cum in her hands and kept it in that posture under the table as she waited for the waiter to serve our food. When the biryani arrived, she quickly took the spoon and added some rice to the top while placing her left hand on the rice with cum out of sight.
The entire time, it kept me aroused. They were performing some very hot sensual things. When I imagined the flavor of cum with biryani, I had a strange feeling, and sure enough, Tanu offered me a bite to taste it. She was prepared with a spoon that had cum mixed with biryani and it was delicious but salty. Due to the cum, I couldn’t chew very well, but it was alright. It could be consumed. She began to eat, and when she was through, I noticed that her plate had liquid on it. She drank it all after taking a spoonful. As she was eating, I noticed two men sitting to my left and to the back of me looking at her. I had no idea how long they had been there or looking at her, but it kept me horny for a while.
Ayan left after paying the bill, and we both headed home together. The majority of diners noticed us moving together and Ayan moving in the opposite direction, and they found that strange. We both had a great time that night; it was incredibly pleasant and hot. There is no one better than Ayan himself that I could have chosen. The best thing about him is that he handled it properly and resisted from stealing my wife, proving that he is a reliable individual. Tanu had an obsession with him.
It made me think of Tanu’s ex when she was a teenager. He was in the same class as her boyfriend, who she is dating. I was so envious of her. She used to be just like that; she used to be fascinated with that boy and tell me everything, which made me quite envious. However, this time I was enjoying the jealousy. She behaved exactly the same way with her then-boyfriend as she does toward Ayan today. She finally came clean with me about what they had been doing behind my back for. She seemed genuinely interested in him, and everytime she told me about it, her smile and enthusiasm made me pleased for her because it was clear that she was having a nice time. She was delighted and shared facts about everything. She was happy that I had been so open with her and had allowed her to explore her sexual desires by bringing Ayan into her life. She was sharing details and everything. When we got home, she gave me a hug and thanked me for introducing her to Ayan. She swiftly changed into her nightgown so I could engage in sexual activity.
I hastily slipped on a condom before climbing on top of her. When I pushed, my dick went right in. She was so tight just a few months ago that I couldn’t get my dick in her, but now she’s so loose that she can’t feel it. She wasn’t even startled; instead, she continued to use her phone. I gave her a few thrusts before Cumming in my condom. I then quickly moved into position and began licking her until she squirted. She apologized after spraying my face with liquid.
After washing my face, we both went to bed. She was spooning me and giving me a back hug as she thanked me for marrying her and for making her life unbelievably enjoyable. I gave her a forehead kiss before turning around and falling asleep. She spooned me while she was awake for a while, and then she fell asleep as well.
The following day, she brought up the subject of her marriage to Ayan and whether or not he was sincere about her. I comforted her . I reassured her and promised to speak with him at work. She gave me a hug before leaving with a smirk on her face. Later that day, after leaving my office, I ran into Ayan. I asked him if he was serious about what Tanu had said, and he replied that he was, but only if i was allowing it. “She will become my wife if I marry her, and I will have the same rights as you do. We may not be legally married, but we will still be married in the tradition.”
I expressed my excitement for the future and told that I would be completely okay with it if you would include me with her. Of course you are my cuck, he said. I winked at him before leaving to get to work. After that, I spoke to Tanu about the day at night and assured her that Ayan was sincerely interested in participating. She asked me whether I was willing to give her to someone else for sex after I explained everything to her word for word. I paused for a moment before responding, “Yes.” She briefly appeared dejected before turning to me and saying, “Thanks, I am fortunate to have you”
You don’t have to do it if you’re doing it only for me, I said her while holding her hand. You’re also doing this for your own amusement. She acknowledged my invitation and expressed her preference for his company and dick over mine. She was anxious about the marriage. If I married Ayan and am unable to give you enough time, won’t it ruin our marriage and cause problems, she asked. I reassured her that until they gave me enough time or included me in their plans, it wouldn’t matter.
I’m willing to marry Ayan, she said, “Are you supporting me, are you prepared to be a cuck, are you giving your wife to Ayan, are you a sissy, are you glad that your wife is getting fucked by your colleague?” She kept asking me questions, but I could always say “yes” to all of it. She presented me a variety of circumstances and asked me what I would do in each one while she fixed her gaze on me. She questioned, for instance, what you would do if I went on vacation with Ayan. I told her that I would be grateful if she would call me regularly and give me pictures or videos. She grinned. She then inquired as to what would happen if she began spending more time at Ayan’s house and showing him more affection. I replied that it would be fine until she completely abandoned me and stopped caring about me as she had in the past. You’ll always have a special place in my heart, she assured. Nobody can take your place. I remarked that as long as you’re sending me pictures and pressuring me to masturbate, everything will be good. Simply stay in touch with me; if you choose to leave me alone, Ayan or I should definitely say our goodbyes. Someone must leave. Although she gave me a startled face, she understood that what I was saying was accurate. I wouldn’t mind if she had two husbands because I’m a sissy girl, but if she completely disappeared, perhaps that would be too much. She stated that she is aware of this and has no intention of approaching Ayan entirely. She said she would go away for a few days, return back, go away again for a few days, and so on. Or perhaps the three of us can live side by side. My brain had an idea after hearing this.
I asked, “What if we live together?” after which she repeated the question. I remarked that would be ideal. I’ll be the happiest I’ve ever been. What suppose we buy a flat and he buys one immediately below or on the same floor, she asked with a smile. In the same building, we can coexist. We had enough money saved, and I was completely on board with the plan. The following day, I met Ayan and told him everything. It’s a fantastic idea, he said. He had already stated that he would sell his property and purchase a new apartment when he moved. With careful planning, we were able to secure two apartments, which were located on the third and second-to-last floors of a small society.
As Tanu was to become her future wife, he assisted us with some financial issues and showed great enthusiasm for doing so. He provided us a little sum of money to purchase the apartment, and he also purchased his own. Due to the fact that it was also Tanu’s birthday at the time, we were prepared to move in a month. Making the marriage take place on the same day as her birthday was a wise choice on our part. The house will be furnished, and we can move in on the wedding day, so it was a fantastic selection and would be ideal for moving as well.
We just had 3 of us for the wedding, so there wasn’t much preparation required. She wore her previous wedding gown. She dressed her old wedding dress, had herself bridal makeup and mehendi, and we even applied haldi together before heading to a local temple to ask a pandit to perform the necessary puja. We were fine because it was far from our home and anything else. Ayan was also proudly wearing a nice wedding dress, and Tanu was looking just stunning. Seeing those and considering the future made me really horny. For that, I was eager. I genuinely wanted this to happen and had faith in both of them.
We visited a little temple in the next village to partake in some ashirvaad after the ceremony was complete. we made our way to our new house. We didn’t know anyone because we were still fresh to the society. They both entered our apartment after we arrived. I left my car parked and came back. I hurried into the bedroom while they were still sitting and quickly decorated it. I decorated the room as nicely as I could by placing some flowers on the bed and adding some curtains. We ate dinner, and as night fell, we all headed to our bedrooms. I watched them making love while sitting in a dark place. They didn’t even look at me, giving the impression that I wasn’t even there. He had two hours of sex with her.
She was sitting on the bed as we entered the room, and Ayan went up to her and raised her saree. When she stretched her legs, she discovered that she hadn’t been wearing panties all day. She was still in bed, but she was completely naked. He had her new mangalsutra and new wedding ring on her, and she was wearing red bangles. After pushing a finger into her pussy and taking off her saree, he began to push his dick into her. She could not comprehend the roughness. He gave her a tough and rough fuck. He wasn’t being reserved. He nearly made her shed tears while he was fucking her. She was trembling and the bed was squeaking. It was an extremely tense situation. This went on for an hour before he turned her around and shoved his dick once more in the doggy fashion, fucked her, smacked her, and pinched her boobs. I was viewing it live, yet it was exactly like a pornographic video. She was really vocal and was moaning loudly. She wasn’t suppressing her groans as much. She was experiencing multiple orgasms. She was squirting a lot, and as a result, the bed was over 80% wet. She remained in the same position while shaking as he entered her pussy. While he was lying next to her, I hurriedly went to clean them. I cleaned off his dick by sucking into it, then I moved in behind her and shoved my face into her pussy. For better access, she extended her legs out a bit more. I hurriedly tried to suck off the cum that was all over the bed. I wanted to suck that cum out of her so bad. After giving her a squirt with my tongue, she squirted all over my face as I began to lick her pussy and kiss her. I cleaned her before returning to my seat.
She screams and says, “Please do lightly,” as Ayan stands up and takes her up. He grabs her pussy and hairs then forces her to assume the dog pose once more. He leaves to get the Vaseline bottle and returns. I was aware of the outcome. My dick was in pain from masturbating when I already came twice. But it continued to hold me erect. Ayan instructed her to twerk while he was gone. She began to shift her waist up and down until he left the room and then she said “This is fun, isn’t it?” to me. and smirk sarcastically. When Ayan entered the room, he was wearing a condom. Moreover, he had a tablecloth. She was forced to return to the same position after he spread it out on the bed. He began by spanking her, which left her body trembling and her legs still trembling. He then began putting Vaseline on her ass. then applies Vaseline to his dick.
He slowly places his dick on her ass before piling up on top of her and forcing it in. Tanu is biting her lips, crying, and gasping and groaning as I watch her. She was now having fun since her legs were slamming against the bed. Ayan called me and instructed me to suck her pussy while reclining on it. I swiftly climbed onto the bed, put my head in from between her thighs, slowly raised my head up, and began licking her pussy from behind. She was drenched to the point that I thought she had just urinated. She continued to pant, her legs were moving all over the place, and she even kicked me for my mistake.
Ayan pulled her hair to prevent her from assuming the leap frog pose. He was being obliterated. He quickly reached halfway in while continuing to press himself into her ass. She began to slowly recover as he then began slowly fucking her with half of his dick. But he soon resumed pushing it down far more. She was crying and yelling once more. She urinated all over me while yelling and sobbing once again. While I was licking her, she suddenly began peeing all over my face. I almost drowned.
Soon he was completely in her. While his balls were striking her pussy, I licked his balls. The dick was already well in, so she was beginning to settle down. Her groans were rhythmic as he gently began to fuck her. Ayan gradually tightened the pase, totally removed his condom, and shoved his dick into my mouth. He soaked it in my mouth before pushing it directly into her ass. I was becoming very aroused by it. He gave her that kind of fucked for a while before giving a final deep push. She began to breathe more heavily, and I noticed her legs shaking. She experienced another orgasm. She made an effort to contain her squirt but nonetheless squirted. The cum spilled into my mouth as soon as he pulled his dick out, flowing down to her pussy. I licked every last bit of pussy’s cum. I refrained from doing it because her shit was intertwined with the cum in her ass. Ayan instructed me to sit back there when I stood up from there. Once more taking charge of her, he began fingering her ass while still in the same position. He wanted her to poop as he gave her another orgasm.
She started to exert pressure and push her poop out when he spanked her and shouted, “Push it, Whore. And in a single motion. Her feces were all over the bed. She shat in just one push. Ayan moved back and watched her perform the action. She began squirting after he spanked her once more. She was totally wrecked.
While I scooped up the poop with the blanket itself, dumped it in the trash bag, and tied it up to keep the smells in, he held her hairs and cleaned her up in the bathroom. The bed was completely drenched, and there was nothing I could do to stop it. The mattress has to be left outside to dry. Ayan thanked me when they exited the bedroom after their return.
You can now go to sleep, he remarked after placing Tanu in the bed. He called me over and instructed me to clean his dick by sucking it. I knelt down and thoroughly licked his dick before taking him in my mouth. Although there was less cum in my mouth, I still swallowed it. I went to sleep in the other bedroom after he said you may as well. He too slept on a couch or in a different bed. I’m not sure, but Tanu only slept in the soaked bed. Later, when I went in to check, she was awake. We slept in the other room together after I carried her in. I wrapped a warm blanket around her from behind.
She turned to face me, so I questioned, “Is it too much? You can stop it if you can’t handle it.” We are free to pause at any point and return to our regular lives. I thought what she just stated was wonderful. Maybe not right now, but I’d be glad to give it another shot. That stunned me to hear. I believed she was having a difficult time and was not even mildly amused. But she only expressed her affection for it. She then remarked that she was loving her ability to be submissive. I questioned her about her anal sex this evening. She expressed how pleasurable it was and how she experienced orgasm after orgasm while engaging in anal sex. While he was forcing it in, it hurt, but once it was there, it was pure bliss. She then advised me to engage in anal sex as well.
You are already really weary right now, so just sleep and relax, I replied, kissing her forehead. You had a challenging time tonight. It would be fantastic if you did this on our first night together only, she added. I felt ashamed of my performance. . She kissed me and said, “It’s ok you maybe not the best, but you are my husband, and I’m yours forever,” and I know she knew it.
I requested that she remove her blanket so that I could see your holes. She turned around after removing the blanket from her body and spreading her legs. I licked her pussy and gave her a brief orgasm before spreading her butt and revealing that her ass was bloody despite having already been cleaned. I also licked her ass clean despite the fact that it had already been cleaned. She hugged me as a sign of her love before we sleep , she asked if i wanted to fuck her but i denied looking at her state.
I masturbated while she was naked before going back to sleep. I was having trouble falling asleep because of my dick. It was difficult and kept me up all night.
Tanu woke me up the following morning to go to the office. Ayan was waiting for me to eat breakfast so I hurriedly dressed and walked outside to see him. Tanu prepared some breakfast and even lunch for the two of us. Everything was going well. How was your last night, Ayan enquired. I noticed Tanu’s expression change from neutral to joyful. She declared it to be enjoyable, and I concurred.
Then Tanu described how terrible it was for her to urinate and sneeze; she couldn’t stand the burning sensation. You aren’t even able to walk properly, are you, Ayan questioned. She then demonstrated her walking style for us. Her ass was in a lot of agonising pain everytime she moved or sat down, so she joked that she would stand up constantly until the discomfort subsided. She was given some painkillers by Ayan, who also advised her to rest for two days. But, she replied… When he got home from work, you’ll be naked and in a doggie posture, he said, interrupting her. She was also paying attention to him.