Adultery Husband's Controlled Fantasy, Wife's Dilemma - Part I & II

[Hotgiri]

Yes we want Gautham n Sneha cross all the boundaries and enjoy sex openly without any fear

[kaninikamini]

Gautam needs to take charge like a bull , he needs to breed sneha in her own marital bed and suresh walks in , tries to push gautam away but fails and just starts to masturbate as sneha begs gautham to knock her up

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 64 – Gowtham’s True Darkness - His POV

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Gowtham sat alone in his flat, laptop closed, staring at the ceiling.
His mind was a storm of thoughts.
Everything is falling perfectly into place.

A dark, intoxicating wave of superiority washed over him. He had started this journey with simple, raw lust — a 26-year-old man craving the beautiful, curvaceous wife next door. But now? He had manipulated both husband and wife so masterfully that they were dancing in the palm of his hand.

He remembered his past clearly.

Back in Chennai, he had been charming, handsome, and well-built — yet a complete failure in love. Girls feared his intensity. His approach always came off as too cocky, too aggressive. He had fallen hard for one girl. They had started something beautiful, but when he proposed, she asked him to wait. She warned him not to push for sex before marriage.
That rejection broke something inside him.

He watched his friends enjoy their lovers — openly having sex, living without shame. The envy ate at him. Then he discovered his “lover” had secretly patched up with another guy. The humiliation was crushing. Being just charming in physical is not enough, it needed something else, in approach, in sweet talks, he realized it.

That was the moment he decided to change.

He moved to Bangalore for a better salary and a fresh start. But deep down, his insecurities had hardened into something darker — a burning need for superiority and control. He changed himself slower, he starts smooth talks with her colleagues, in his office, more than unmarried, some married women's show some spark. 

Initially he hated it but what if? why no we test them? but he was scared not at works place, especially married womens.. but she wanted someone to test his new methods. New approaches.

When he first saw Sneha — that gorgeous, mature, curvaceous woman — something snapped inside him. 
She was the perfect target. 
The perfect conquest.

What began as a simple desire to seduce and fuck her had evolved into something far more dangerous. 

First it went to take control of them
Then it went to make him have sex with Sneha before Suresh

Now he wanted more, humiliate him and declare him a true cuckold.. 
He wanted to have sex before Suresh and claim her.
He vent his rage on past with Suresh. 

He no longer just wanted her body.
He wanted to own her completely.

He wanted to make Sneha crave him so deeply that she would willingly spread her legs for him while her husband watched.
And now… the final phase was here.

Monday night had not been “unplanned.” 
Not for him.

Ever since they returned from the hill station, Gowtham had stayed deliberately quiet. He knew Sneha would be in full mother mode with Ramya around. So he waited patiently like a hunter.

On Monday morning, before leaving for office, he pulled Sneha into the kitchen and gave her a deep, tongue-filled kiss right in front of Suresh. When she kissed him back without resistance, he knew — the fire was still burning inside her.

That night, he executed the final move.

He faked the headache perfectly after dinner. The moment Sneha entered his flat for the “head massage,” he didn’t waste time. He pulled her onto his lap, kissed her neck, squeezed her breasts, and within minutes had her salwar off. He fucked her hard on the couch first — raw, passionate, and loud. Then he carried her to the bed and made her ride him like a whore.

He deliberately kept her occupied the entire night.

When Suresh finally walked in at 12:10 AM and saw his wife riding him like a desperate slut, Gowtham felt pure ecstasy. 
The pain on Suresh’s face was better than any orgasm.

Even when Sneha broke the kiss and said “Sorry Suresh…”, she never stopped grinding on his cock. 
That single moment told Gowtham everything he needed to know — she was already choosing his dick over her husband’s feelings.

And when Suresh turned to leave, Gowtham made sure to put on a show. He lifted Sneha, threw her on the bed, spread her legs wide, and fucked her brutally in missionary — making her moan loudly on purpose.

“Fuuuck… Gowtham!” she screamed as he pounded her.

He kept her with him the entire night. Three long rounds. He came inside her twice. 
He deliberately delayed sending her back until early morning — just to crush Suresh completely.





Now, sitting in his flat, Gowtham’s smile faded slightly.

Rules?
Suresh wanted to set rules.

A small flicker of doubt crossed his mind. Did he smell something? The kidnapping? The payments?
But the doubt vanished quickly.
Gowtham chuckled darkly to himself.

[Muhammad Hasan]

Hello Author, You're doing very well with the story. Make sure Sneha Don't loose her respect for Suresh, because Indian wife's always tend to respect their husbands. And Cuckold type stories always feels great with Husband POV.

And you should extend this story and explore more with these 3 character. Because the story is going very well and were liking it very much.

Thank You for your efforts. Wish you good luck. I'm still sad that 100 days story is over.

[xavierrxx]

Real conquest of gowtham is not he humiliate suresh, but to make sneha do whatever he want. She should be his sex toy. No respect, no love only revenge for not claiming her in the hotel room.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 65 – The Pre-Meeting


Gowtham reached the apartment complex almost two hours earlier than usual. The moment he stepped out of the lift, his heartbeat quickened with dark excitement. He quietly opened the door to Suresh’s flat using the spare key Sneha had given him and stepped inside.

Sneha was in the kitchen, wearing a simple maroon saree, arranging snacks for the evening discussion. The moment she heard the door, she turned — and her eyes softened with both desire and nervousness.

Before she could say anything, Gowtham closed the distance in three long strides, pulled her into his arms, and kissed her deeply. His tongue invaded her mouth possessively as his hands roamed over her saree-clad body, squeezing her heavy breasts through the fabric.

“Gowtham… Suresh will be back soon…” she whispered breathlessly between kisses.

“Not for another two hours,” he growled, already pulling at her saree pallu. “I need you right now.”
In less than a minute, her saree lay pooled on the floor. Gowtham lifted her naked body and carried her straight to the bedroom — the same bed where Suresh had waited with perfume and chocolates the previous night.

He laid her down gently, but there was nothing gentle in the way he entered her. In one smooth thrust, his thick cock buried deep into her already wet pussy. Sneha moaned loudly, legs wrapping around his waist as he started fucking her with long, sensual strokes.

For the next hour, they made love — slow, passionate, and intense. Gowtham sucked on her breasts, bit her neck, and whispered filthy praises while pounding her deep. Sneha came twice, once on his cock and once with his fingers on her clit, moaning his name shamelessly.


After the first round, they lay tangled in each other’s arms, breathing heavily, his cock still buried inside her.

Gowtham looked into her eyes and asked softly, “Are you too hot for me, baby? Can’t control yourself?”
Sneha bit her lip, a mix of guilt and lust in her eyes.

“I don’t know… What if Suresh wants me to stop everything? I feel like this might be our last time… so I just wanted one proper session before it ends.”
Those words hit Gowtham like ice water.
No. I will never allow that.

He cupped her face firmly. “Listen to me, Sneha. When Suresh comes and starts talking about rules, I won’t say much. I want you to speak for me. Sit on the opposite sofa. I’ll text you whatever I want to say. You present it as your own thoughts, like it’s coming from your heart. We play along for now. Understand?”

Sneha searched his eyes for a long moment, then sighed.
“Gowtham… I love having sex with you. You make me feel things I’ve never felt before. But I have a family. Suresh is still my husband. I believe he will think everything through and set reasonable rules. If he allows us to continue, we should respect those boundaries. We shouldn’t push too hard.”

She paused, gently stroking his chest.
“You’re only 26. You have your whole life ahead. You should get married one day, have your own family. Don’t get stuck with me. This… whatever we have… it can’t be forever.”

A genuine concern shone in her eyes.
Gowtham’s jaw tightened, but he forced a soft smile.

“But until then… let’s enjoy, right?” Sneha added with a shy smile.
She pulled him closer and kissed him again — slow, deep, and emotional.

“All this time I thought Suresh was enjoying this. But after seeing his face this morning… I realised he’s hurting. So whatever we do from now on, let’s be honest with him. No more hiding behind his back. It would break him.”
They kissed again, deeper this time. Gowtham’s cock hardened once more inside her.

Without another word, he flipped her onto her back and entered her for the second round. This time the sex was more intense — almost desperate. Sneha moaned loudly, nails raking down his back as he fucked her with long, powerful strokes. Her heavy breasts bounced with every thrust. She came again, harder than before, crying out his name.

Gowtham didn’t pull out. He kept fucking her through her orgasm until he finally groaned and emptied himself deep inside her womb.
They lay together for a few minutes, breathing heavily, bodies slick with sweat.

Gowtham kissed her forehead and whispered, “Don’t worry, baby. We’ll handle tonight.”
Sneha nodded, though worry still lingered in her eyes.

[xavierrxx]

Be good, but not too good. people will hurt you badly. It happened for Gowtham. He has turned like a psychopath now punishing woman for the deeds of his ex lover.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 66 – Suresh Passed a Clear Message


Suresh stepped into the flat and immediately felt it — the thick, unmistakable scent of sex still lingering in the air.

His eyes scanned the space like a detective. Sneha was now wearing a thin, sky-blue nightie that barely reached her mid-thighs. He clearly remembered her in that maroon saree when he left for office. She never changed into nightwear this early unless…

The bedroom door was half-open. The bed was neatly arranged, but not perfectly. A few suspicious wet patches were visible on the sheet — fresh cum stains that she had tried to wipe in a hurry. One small, creamy mark still glistened under the light.
His gaze dropped lower.

Sneha’s black lace bra was lying carelessly under the refrigerator, half-hidden. She must have thrown it away in panic when Gowtham arrived early.
Suresh’s jaw tightened, but a cold, bitter smile formed inside him.

Even after I told you I might set rules… you both couldn’t control yourselves for one single day.
He took a slow breath and spoke calmly, “I’m home. Give me five minutes.”
He went to the washroom, splashed cold water on his face, and returned to the hall.

Gowtham and Sneha were already seated on the two opposite sofas. Gowtham looked relaxed, legs crossed, phone resting on his thigh. Sneha sat demurely, hands on her lap, but her phone was placed strategically on the cushion beside her — screen facing up, visible only to her.
Suresh took the center single sofa, facing both of them like a judge.

The silence was heavy.
Suresh leaned forward, elbows on his knees, and began speaking in a calm but firm voice.
“I don’t want to dig too deep into the past or blame anyone. Sneha and I were always an adventurous couple in our early days. We tried many kinks, many dares, many crazy things. But after Ramya was born, things slowed down. I still wanted more… but she lost her libido. Then you came into our lives, Gowtham.”

He looked directly at the younger man.

“As my brother, as her friend… your presence changed something in us. We are thankful for the spark you brought back. Sneha’s glow, my renewed energy — all thanks to you.”
Suresh paused, choosing his words carefully.

“But regarding this… wife-sharing, cuckold fantasy… let me be honest. As a fantasy it was exciting. But once it became real, I felt disrespected. Somewhere deep down, I’m not okay with it. We have only been in this open relationship for a week, yet I’ve already felt pain. Sneha even knelt and apologized to me this morning — something that has never happened in our ten years of marriage.”

He glanced at Sneha, who looked down guiltily.

“The real problem is lack of communication. The three of us never sat down and talked properly. We never discussed boundaries, priorities, or willingness. We are a family — Sneha, Ramya, and I. Gowtham… you were never meant to become permanent family. I don’t say this to hurt you. You are young. You will get married one day. Sneha will grow older. Five years from now, her intensity may reduce. What happens then? 

Imagine your family wants you to get married, but you are stuck with Sneha?
You wanted to move away but What if she wants more from you? What if I want more? 
Okay , we want to move you with your life, but you are adamant and don't want to because you want her completely?”

Suresh’s voice grew heavier.

“This cannot go on forever. It has to stop at some point. I want both of you to decide when that point should be. Don’t make me choose the date and force it. Don’t overdo things to the point where it hurts my family.”
He leaned back, eyes sharp.

“Until that day comes… I need some rules and boundaries. Are you both ready to hear them?”
The room fell into complete silence.

Sneha looked nervous. Gowtham’s thumb moved subtly over his phone screen, typing a quick message.
A second later, Sneha’s phone vibrated softly beside her.

[NityaSakti]

Gowtham should make Suresh lick and clean the well fucked pussy and flowing juices from Sneha pussy. He should make a complete cuckold willingly. It is the true win for him.

[NityaSakti]

At least 100 chapters expected.

[JohnS112]

Seems Sneha has become a puppet….has no love for her husband….and with just a night of sex has made her his slut…..who doesn’t respect her husband anymore….

Makes me think…was there any love between Sneha and Suresh…
Was it so weak…..

People may want Suresh to get humiliated…his family broken….and Sneha completely surrenders to Gowtham….this is the way it is going….

Even after apologising ..she made the same mistake…there and then….
Wow…her standards….her respect for her love….

But alas…that’s what has come to….


Great writings…..please continue….

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 67 – The Rules of Control

Sneha’s phone vibrated softly beside her. She glanced at the screen discreetly.
Gowtham: I’m okay with it. Tell him we agree we should stop at some point.
Sneha looked up at Suresh with a calm expression.
“I agree,” she said softly. “We should stop at some point. Please tell us your rules.”
Another message popped up immediately.
Gowtham: Say that I or him may also have some concerns and likes. We may need to tell our points as well.
Sneha nodded gently. “Also… Gowtham or even you may have some concerns or wishes. We should be allowed to discuss and tell our points too.”
Suresh raised his hand slightly.
“I’ll tell all my rules first. Fully. Then you both can suggest changes or additions. But let me be very clear — if both of you are okay with these rules, then only we will continue this open relationship. Otherwise, we end it.”
He didn’t wait for a reply.
Suresh took out his phone, opened his notes, and started reading in a firm, authoritative voice.

Rule No. 1:

Sneha, you are not allowed to have sex outside this house. If you want to be with Gowtham, it will only happen inside our home. No going to his flat, no hotel, no anywhere else.
Rule No. 2:
I am your priority. If both of you want to have sex, you must take my permission first. I may have my own plans to be with you. I don’t want any clash. Only on the days I don’t want you, I will allow him to have you.
Rule No. 3:
After he has sex with you, there will be no physical contact between you and me for at least 24 hours. I want you clean, fresh, and only mine when you come to me. You will shower properly and remove every trace of him before touching me.
Rule No. 4:
No sleeping over. Gowtham can never sleep in the same bed with Sneha for the entire night. After sex, she must return to our bed before sleeping. No exceptions.
Rule No. 5:
No gifts from Gowtham. No sexy clothes, no lingerie, no accessories, no cash, no expensive items. I don’t want any memories or marks of him on you outside of sex.
Rule No. 6:
No photographs. No videos. No recordings of any kind. Nothing.
Rule No. 7:
No outdoor sex. No car, no public places, no resorts, no hill stations. Only inside the house.
Rule No. 8:

No romantic talk. No “I love you”, no romantic nicknames, no emotional bonding, no cuddling after sex, no sweet messages. This relationship is purely physical. Nothing more.
Rule No. 9 – Diminishing Timeline:
This arrangement will slowly reduce over time.

• In the first month, Gowtham can have Sneha once a week.
  
• From the second month, only twice a month.
  
• By the end of the year, it will come down to only one day a month.
  

I will allow this open relationship until one of us wants to stop. 

But the final limit will be one day per month maximum. 

If any one of us — me, Sneha, or Gowtham — wants to end this arrangement at any point, it ends immediately for everyone.
No arguments.

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 68 – Negotiations


The silence in the hall was thick enough to cut with a knife.
Gowtham raised his hand politely.

“About Rule No. 4… the no sleepover rule,” he said calmly. “It feels a little unreasonable. Most nights when we go deep, we naturally fall asleep in each other’s arms. We cannot always control it. It may happen unintentionally.”
Suresh’s expression hardened instantly.

“I want it only that way,” he replied firmly. “No negotiation on this point.”
Gowtham didn’t argue. Instead, he quickly typed on his phone and sent a message to Sneha.
Sneha read it and spoke softly, repeating his words as her own:
“Most of the rules seem fine… but I have one concern. I’m ready to end this in six months if needed. But I have a small request.”
Suresh raised an eyebrow. “What is it?”
Sneha continued, guided by Gowtham’s next message:
“You said he cannot sleep over… I also feel it’s a bit odd. Sometimes after intense sessions, we get tired and fall asleep. It may look like we’re breaking the rule, but it won’t be intentional. Instead, I have an alternate suggestion…”
She paused, then delivered the killer line:
“You wanted sex to happen only inside our house, right? Like how we shared the same bed during the hill station trip… if we three sleep together after sex, it will be easier for me to stay close to you quickly. Also… lately I’ve started liking that thrill of all three of us in one bed. If you’re willing to consider this, I promise I’ll stop this entire thing as soon as possible.”
Suresh felt a sudden whirlpool in his stomach.
He had set these strict rules precisely to avoid feeling like a full cuckold — to maintain control and dignity. But now Sneha herself was offering to end the arrangement early… in exchange for allowing them to sleep together in the same bed.
He was caught in his own trap.
Suresh shook his head. “See, I don’t want that either.”
Gowtham quickly typed again. Sneha read and spoke:
“If you really didn’t want that, you wouldn’t have mentioned sleeping arrangements at all. You shouldn’t change your stand just because I asked. I have registered my wish.”
Before Suresh could reply, Gowtham finally opened his mouth and spoke directly, his voice calm but bold.
“I may get transferred back to Chennai soon,” he said. “Let me have some memorable days with her.”
Sneha looked slightly surprised but stayed silent.
Gowtham continued, even bolder now:
“Sneha was the first woman I ever had sex with. She is my first. I want to experience more kinks and fantasies I’ve seen online… with her.”
Suresh’s face tightened. “That is between you two to figure out. It doesn’t come under my rules.”
Tension filled the room like smoke.
Suresh could feel both of them pushing against his boundaries. He realized he was losing ground. He needed time to think.
He raised his hand and spoke with finality:
“Let’s take a break for today. I will consider everything tonight and give you my final decision tomorrow morning.”
Sneha nodded quietly.
Gowtham simply gave a small, respectful nod, though his eyes carried a hidden smirk.
Suresh stood up, signaling the meeting was over.
As he walked toward the bedroom, a heavy realization settled over him.
He had tried to cage the fire with rules.
But the fire was already learning how to burn through the bars.

[JohnS112]

Like I said….
Two nights of sex…and she is his slave…a puppet…..speaks for him…inconsiderate towards her husband….
Ready to experiment….

Was her love so fragile………
Point to ponder….


Please continue…..it seems exciting….

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 69 – The Confession & Permission


Gowtham sat on the sofa like a king on his throne—cold, calculating, and utterly in control. The moment Suresh disappeared into the bedroom, a sharp idea flashed in his mind.

“Sneha,” he called softly, “I need a head massage. Bring the balm.”

Suresh, who had just closed his door, heard it clearly. His mind instantly flew back to Monday night.

Ten minutes later, Sneha gently opened Suresh’s bedroom door. She stood there with a strict, cold expression.

“I’m going to give him a head massage. I’ll be back in ten minutes.” Her voice was firm. “No sex. No kiss. i follow rules.”

Suresh forced a small laugh inside, pretending to be amused. But he doesnt knew this was an instruction sent by Gowtham to her phone:

As soon as Sneha stepped into the living room of Gowtham and closed the door behind her, Gowtham grabbed her wrist and pulled her onto the sofa with him.
“What do you think?” he asked, eyes intense.
Sneha took a deep breath. “About the rules… I’m okay with most of his. I gave my requests too. I don’t know what he’ll decide.” She looked straight into Gowtham’s eyes.

 “Will you agree to whatever he says?” Gowtham asked
 “Any doubt?” 


Then Gowtham tone turned serious. “No, Sneha. I don’t want this half-hearted shit. Listen… the transfer to Chennai is real. And honestly? I’ve developed a similar fantasy to Suresh now.”

Her eyes widened. “What?”

“I want to see him masturbating while watching us fuck,” Gowtham said, voice low and hungry.

Sneha smiled naughtily, what? first my husband want to be cuckolded by someone, and you did it.. now you wanted to do it and make him second time? She then frowned. “It’s easy. He always wanted to see us anyway.” (She still didn’t know it was a lie Gowtham had planted, and Suresh had played along for that one night.) 

“But I think it won’t be easy now. He seems… resistant.”
I dont know why he is reluctant to that idea after i embrace it. 

Gowtham leaned closer. “If you really want this, you can make it happen.”
“How?”
“It’s time to tell him the truth.”

For 5 minutes, gowtham told her something like a secret. 


Ten minutes later, the Sneha went into Suresh bedroom


Sneha walked in silently and climbed onto the bed. She lay on her side, facing away from Suresh.
The silence stretched.
Suresh felt a difference, even if they dont speak much at times, she never miss to say good night before she sleep.

Suresh feel that oddness. 
Suresh finally spoke, voice soft. “Are you angry with me?”


Sneha turned slowly. “Why would I be angry?” Her voice cracked. 

“Should I be angry at my husband who distrusted me last night?
Who made me kneel in the morning for the same reason?
Who now doubts me every single time I try to prove my love? 
Who can’t understand that I also care about this family and our relationship?”

Tears began flowing freely down her cheeks—real, painful tears.

Suresh’s heart melted. He moved closer. “Sneha… what is this? I didn’t distrust you—”
“You did,” she cut him off. “I went away for six hours. That was a mistake. I admit it. I’m not ashamed to say his sex was good. I wanted more that night. But it was not planned at all moment of heat..”


and that 3 hours after you find us.. i slept i tiered after exhausting sex.. even when closing eyes i thought of going back to you in 5 mins after small nap but i slept long (this part was lie as she know they still got into sex)

Okay i take back my words.. im sorry, i should have trusted you that you had a reason.

but what was that second one.. 

“When did I doubt you? What did you do to prove your love?”


Sneha sat up, pressing her back against the headrest. “Everything I’ve done so far… was to prove my love for you.” She took a deep breath. “Right from the beginning… we were just acting.”
Suresh blinked. “Acting?”

“The moment Gowtham told me you had a cuckold fantasy and were trying to bring in a third person, to stop you from reaching a third person… we decided to enact it. It wasn’t just to give you a show. I thought if you saw me getting close to another man, you’d feel the fear of losing me. That you’d stop it. Every video, every close moment in the kitchen, his hands on my breasts, us watching TV together… all staged. I wanted you to withdraw. But it only escalated to the hill station.”

Suresh realized.. he remembered Gowtham telling they are enacting it but she is getting really getting idea of embracing cuckold.. so she is not actually doing it for thrill. she does it for me, to cause me fear and withdraw from the idea. did i mistook her love for me.. 

Suresh hug her from side and kissed his cheek and said sorry ...


She continued wiping her tears. “There at hill station… I provoked you with my words, hoping you’d finally claim me. We both already crossing lines to tease you, under the bedsheet.. he kissed me for real not able to contain the heat.. Gowtham was ready to get beaten by you. The exact moment he entered me, I thought you’d burst in, hit him, and take me back. But you left. You actually left me there.”

Her voice broke again. “That’s when we both lost control. We had sex. And I liked it. Am I wrong for that? Who left me alone? You knew he was penetrating me… why didn’t you stop it? Why are you being so hard on me now that I enjoyed it?”

Fresh tears rolled down. “You think I’m a slut, right?”

Suresh’s chest tightened. He pulled her into his arms and kissed her desperately, trying to stop the crying. “No, baby… I love you. I never thought that.”

After a long, deep kiss, Sneha pulled back slightly. “Then why did you stop me from going to his house? Why so many rules? I slept with a younger man to fulfill your fantasy, Suresh. And you still treat me like this?”
She suddenly dragged him into another fierce kiss. “Come… kiss this disgusting slut’s mouth,” she whispered bitterly.
The kiss turned hungry. Clothes flew off. In moments both were naked. Suresh positioned himself between her legs, his cock rock hard. He pushed inside her slowly.
“Do me like we just got married,” she whispered. “No roleplay. Just us.”
He started thrusting, deep and passionate. Her tears kept flowing with every stroke.
“Bastard… you still think I’m a slut,” she moaned between sobs.
Sneha hugged him tightly, whispering emotionally into his ear, “Imagine… that night at the resort. If you had come back and claimed me, I would have been only yours. But you didn’t. Gowtham did. He fucked me so good while you were gone. Now you want me to run back to you every time like a used tissue?”
She clenched around him. “If we sleep together in the same bed, at least I can hold both of you. I won’t feel like a slut jumping between two men.”
Suresh was breathing heavily, lost in her words and her body.
“I’ll say it a hundred times—you left me there, and now you blame me,” she gasped.
“I don’t blame you, darling…”
“Then don’t stop me. Let me enjoy. Let us all enjoy.”

Next 30 mins  into fucking... she kept telling all that about his rude behavior to him and in middle a topic on shared bed.
They moved faster, nearing climax.


“Will you allow me, darling?” she moaned.
“Yes…”

“Let him share our bed. Let him fuck me. You can join us… or at least watch. Will you?”
“Yes, baby… 

I’m coming!” Suresh groaned and came hard after nearly forty minutes of intense lovemaking.

Sneha held him close, stroking his back. “I promise… I’ll stop after he leaves for Chennai. Just a few months. Let him stay in our bed. Let him take me whenever he wants. You’ll enjoy the show. You always liked cuckold fantasies, right? I’ll give you a feast.”

Suresh cannot tell he doesn't had an idea of cuckold fantasy at all.. he just needed an role play for erection but telling that will put him on spot, she would realize Suresh had played her. Knowingly played the game..

He kept his head buried in her neck..

She kissed him tenderly. “Tomorrow is Thursday. After that we have three days off. Let’s continue properly from Monday. I need next Monday for him… and Wednesday for us. One day a week? I’ll follow the rule book.”

Suresh, still dazed and spent, could only nod silently and kiss her back.

They spent remaining hours chatting random and their small insecurities and doubts before they hit sleep like an young lovers

He had no idea he had just given full permission for everything to escalate.

[JohnS112]

Manipulation by the puppet…….
Feel sorry for Suresh……
How easy to manipulate a pious babe….if you have a long shaft…..lol……


Amazing……
and that husband has no control over his emotions…..his love for her….so easily manipulated…..perfect mind game….

Please continue

[heygiwriter]

Chapter 70 – The New Bed & The Hidden Photo


Thursday morning, the breakfast table felt unusually tense yet civil. 
Suresh cleared his throat and spoke in a measured voice.

“All the rules I mentioned earlier will stay in place. No changes.” He paused, then added the exception without looking at Gowtham. 
“Gowtham can join us in the bed. But after you finish having sex, Sneha, you will come back to my side immediately. 
That’s non-negotiable.”

Gowtham smiled politely on the outside, but inside he was laughing. What a classic cuck, he thought. 
Already negotiating the scraps.
Sneha simply nodded, her face neutral. “Okay.”

That evening, Ramya returned from her hostel. The focus of the house shifted entirely to her. Sneha became the perfect, dutiful mother again, and the strange new tension between the three adults was pushed into the background.


Saturday evening, 
Suresh returned from an early office visit and found two workers carrying their old double cot out of the master bedroom. 
He stopped, confused.


“What’s happening here?”
Sneha came out of the room, wiping her hands on a towel. 
“The old cot was too worn out. I ordered a new one. It’s an exchange offer.”

Suresh stepped inside and stared. The new bed was massive — a super king-size that easily looked like it could sleep five people comfortably.

There was more than enough space for three bodies with room to spare, just like the luxurious resort bed at the hill station.
He raised an eyebrow. “Looks like you’re way too excited about this arrangement.”

Sneha shrugged with a practical smile. “I’m just being realistic. He’s staying for a few months.
I don’t want any complaints, discomfort, or silly fights over space. 
Better to make it smooth for everyone.”

Sunday afternoon gave Suresh and Gowtham their first real chance to speak openly since everything had escalated. They sat on the balcony with coffee while Sneha and Ramya were out shopping.


Suresh leaned forward. “One thing I wanted to ask you… When Sneha said she was only acting in the beginning — the videos, the closeness, the hill station — did you know she was doing all that to make me scared of losing her? Not just to stop a third person, but to actually warn me?”
Gowtham looked genuinely surprised. “No idea, bro. She never told me that part. Looks like she cared for you a lot more than we thought. She tried to protect your marriage in her own twisted way… must have hurt her when you didn’t claim her that night.”

Gowtham’s acting was flawless. Suresh bought it.

Gowtham continued, “Anyway, by the end of the third month I’ll be gone back to Chennai. I want to thank both of you for letting this happen. Let’s all enjoy it while it lasts.”

Suresh gave a small smile. “I’m not giving her to you. I’m not even sharing her. I’m just letting her be herself. The only thing I expect from you is — never reveal that I followed your ‘Rakesh’s wife’ story plan and implemented it on her. She would break completely.”

Gowtham raised his hands. “I promise. As long as she and I can have sex within the rule book, I’m completely fine.”
The two men clinked their coffee mugs like a twisted toast.

Then Gowtham leaned back. “There is one hidden truth though… but I’ll tell you later.”
Suresh’s curiosity spiked instantly. “What is it?”

Gowtham smirked. “After my first sex with her next week… I’ll tell you everything.”
Suresh was confused — But he stayed quiet, not wanting to take the bait. 

Yet the curiosity gnawed at him the entire day.

That night, when they were alone again for drinking beer,
after much pursuing Gowtham finally showed his phone.

He opened a photo: Gowtham completely naked, lying in bed and spooning a sleeping Sneha. 
Her head rested peacefully on pillow.
The photo looked intimate, almost romantic.

Suresh’s stomach dropped. “When was this taken?”
“Before the hill station trip,” Gowtham said casually.

Suresh’s eyes widened. “What? You both were already naked together before that night? 
What the hell are you two hiding?”
NO just im naked!

“Relax,” Gowtham whispered. “This stays our little secret — just like I’m keeping your secret about the Rakesh plan.
If you tell her about this photo, I’ll tell her everything about how you planned all of this. Deal?”
Suresh’s mind was spinning.

Gowtham continued, “It’s not what you think. She doesn’t even know I have these pictures. 
If you really want the full truth… just watch us having sex on Monday. 
Observe carefully. Then I’ll explain everything. There’s a reason.”

Suresh was tense, his earlier confidence shaken. 
Just two days ago Sneha had been so emotional, so honest with her tears. 
Had she hidden more?

He decided not to confront her yet. Instead, he would wait.
Patiently.

He would watch them on Monday… and find out the truth himself.

Suresh didn’t reply. He simply nodded, but the sight of that enormous bed unsettled him more than he wanted to admit.

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one more chapter coming... Monday night

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I feel like I'm genuinely enjoying the story. Not taking sides or rooting for any character. The erotic world you have created is intoxicating. Brilliance at it's best. Plot so captivating. This is amazing. Absolutely surreal and fascinating reading experience. Thank you.

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Chapter 71 – Monday Night: The First Watch - Cucked. 


After dinner, the air in the house was thick with unspoken tension. The three adults sat in the living room pretending to watch TV, but no one was really paying attention. Sneha’s fingers trembled slightly as she held her glass of water. Suresh’s heart pounded heavily. Gowtham, as always, looked calm and in control.

Gowtham finally stood up. Without a word, he walked over to Sneha, scooped her up in his strong arms like she weighed nothing, and carried her toward the master bedroom. Suresh followed silently and lay down on the far left side of the massive new bed.

The moment they entered the bedroom, Gowtham gently dropped Sneha onto the centre of the bed and turned to Suresh with a smile.
“Sunday I spoke with Suresh properly. We’re finally on good terms. He’s going to watch us tonight… and he’ll support us.”
Sneha’s eyes widened in genuine surprise. She turned and looked at her husband. “Is that so…?”
Suresh gave a small, silent nod.

In seconds, Gowtham stripped off all his clothes, revealing his hard, muscular body and fully erect cock. He pulled Sneha’s nighty over her head in one smooth motion, leaving her in just her black bra and panties. Even though they had slept together once before, this was the first time it was happening right in front of Suresh.
Sneha started shivering uncontrollably. Her breathing became shallow and rapid. She couldn’t look at her husband for more than a second without panicking. This felt completely different — raw, exposed, and humiliatingly exciting.

Gowtham climbed onto the bed, lay on his back, and pulled her on top of him. “Come here, baby.”

As soon as she sat on his waist, he pulled her down into a deep, hungry kiss. His hands roamed her back and unhooked her bra with practised ease. 

When the kiss broke, the bra was hanging loosely. Gowtham yanked it off and threw it aside. Her heavy breasts pressed against his chest as they kissed again, deeper this time.

Suresh felt a sharp sting in his chest. The sight hit him harder than he had expected.
Gowtham picked up his phone with one hand, typed something quickly, and showed the screen to Sneha so Suresh wouldn’t notice. Then Sneha turned her head slightly toward her husband, voice shaky.

“Suresh… if you feel hot, relieve yourself. Don’t feel left out. If you want, I can give you a handjob… but you made that 24-hour rule…”

Gowtham grinned and suddenly bit down on her breast, making her moan loudly. A moment later, Gowtham sent another message. Suresh opened it — a whole album of photos: Sneha and Gowtham completely naked, a random shots of what he alrady shown. All taken before the hill station trip.

Suresh’s stomach twisted, but his cock throbbed painfully.

Gowtham looked straight at him. “Don’t feel bad, bro. Take your cock out and enjoy watching us.”

After a few seconds of internal battle, Suresh slipped his hand under the bedsheet, pulled his shorts down, and freed his erection. He began stroking slowly.

Gowtham smiled triumphantly. “That’s it.” He turned his attention back to Sneha. “Baby, you’re so hot today. How deep do you want me?”
“Anything… deeper… I need to feel you today,” she whispered, voice trembling.

In one powerful move, Gowtham flipped her onto her back. He ripped her panties down her legs and threw them away. He kissed and licked every inch of her body — neck, breasts, stomach, thighs — making her moan and writhe. His thick cock rubbed teasingly against her wet entrance, driving her crazy.

Her hands and legs were visibly shivering. Suresh watched in stunned silence, his own hand moving faster despite the pain in his heart.

Gowtham kissed her mouth brutally, biting her lower lip and sucking her tongue. He grabbed her breasts roughly, sucking hard on her nipples, slapping them lightly until they stood stiff and red. Sneha was soaking wet.

“You’re dripping early,” Gowtham laughed. “All because your husband is watching us.” He winked at Suresh.

Sneha murmured something. Gowtham leaned down. “What?” He laughed again and looked at Suresh. “She feels odd. Can you turn off the lights and sit on the chair?”

Suresh obeyed silently. He moved to the chair in the corner, hand still on his cock.
Gowtham made Sneha sit up. “Say hi to your friend in style, darling.”

With a shy, shivering smile, Sneha looked at Suresh, leaned forward, and kissed the tip of his cock. Before Suresh could react, Gowtham grabbed her hair and pushed his own thick cock deep into her mouth, forcing her into a deep throat. He held her there for a few seconds.

“We’ve just started, baby. Tell me what you want.”


The bedroom lights were dimmed to a soft golden glow. The massive new bed creaked faintly as Gowtham laid Sneha down in the centre. Suresh sat on the chair a few feet away, heart hammering so hard he could hear it in his ears.

“Fuck me… fuck me like you want,” Sneha gasped, her voice husky and desperate.
Gowtham’s eyes darkened with raw lust. In one powerful motion, he flipped her fully onto her back and climbed between her spread thighs. Sneha’s head turned toward Suresh, eyes glassy, lips parted. Her chest heaved with every shaky breath, her heavy breasts rising and falling rapidly.


Gowtham gripped his thick, veined cock and rubbed the swollen head up and down her soaked slit, coating himself in her juices. Then, with a deep grunt, he thrust forward — one long, brutal stroke that buried him to the hilt inside her.

“Ahhhhhh!” Sneha cried out sharply, her back arching clean off the bed. Her mouth fell open in a silent scream as her walls stretched around his girth.


Gowtham let out a low, animalistic groan — “Fuuuuck… so tight” — and stayed buried deep for a moment, savouring her heat. Then he started moving.

Deep.
Rhythmic.
Powerful.

Each thrust made her entire body jolt. Her heavy breasts bounced and jiggled with every impact. 

The soft flesh slapped faintly against her ribcage. Her nipples, stiff and dark pink, drew tiny circles in the air. Every time Gowtham drove back inside her, her breasts would press and drag against his hard chest for a split second — warm, soft, sweaty skin sliding sensually against firm muscle.

“Ungh… ungh… ungh…” Gowtham grunted like a beast with every deep plunge, the sound raw and masculine.
Sneha’s moans were higher, broken, uncontrollable:
“Ahh… ahh… haaa… Gowtham… oh no…”

Suresh’s mind was a storm. This is my wife. My Sneha. Yet the sight of another man’s thick cock disappearing completely into her pussy, stretching her, owning her, was burning him alive with a toxic mix of pain, jealousy, and unbearable arousal. His own cock was painfully hard, leaking precum as he stroked it furiously.

Gowtham looked over at Suresh, sweat dripping down his forehead. “Let’s break the rule for you tonight,” he growled generously. “Sneha… help him relieve.”

He beckoned Suresh with his head. “Come sit near us on the bed.”

Suresh, almost in a trance, stood up and moved to the edge of the mattress, just beside them. The wet sounds of Gowtham’s cock sliding in and out of Sneha’s pussy filled the room — lewd, sticky, obscene.


Sneha turned her face toward her husband. Her left hand reached out shakily and wrapped her soft fingers around Suresh’s throbbing cock. She started stroking him — slow, loving tugs — while Gowtham continued pounding her without mercy.
But within seconds, Gowtham increased his pace.

Thap… Thap… Thap… Thap…

His hips slammed harder. Sneha’s body began jerking violently with every brutal thrust. Her breasts bounced wildly now, sometimes slapping against Gowtham’s chest with audible, fleshy sounds. Her hand on Suresh’s cock tightened for a moment, then suddenly lost rhythm as her eyes rolled back.

“Ahhhhhh! Too deep… Gowtham… fuck…!” she screamed.

Her fingers slipped off Suresh’s cock completely as her whole body shook from the force of Gowtham’s pounding. She grabbed the bedsheet instead, knuckles turning white. Her hand never returned — she was lost in the pleasure.

Suresh felt a sharp sting of humiliation even as his cock twitched hard at the sight.
Gowtham smirked and fucked her even more savagely, rotating his hips, grinding against her clit with every stroke. Sneha’s moans turned into high-pitched whimpers.


Her legs wrapped around his waist, heels digging into his back, pulling him deeper.
For nearly twenty minutes, the room was filled with nothing but:

• The wet slapping of flesh
  
• Sneha’s broken, sobbing moans
  
• Gowtham’s deep, guttural grunts
  
• The creaking of the new bed
  
  

Sneha’s breasts were now shiny with sweat, nipples swollen and sensitive. Every time Gowtham leaned down to suck one hard into his mouth, she cried out louder, her body convulsing.

Finally, Gowtham’s rhythm became erratic. He buried his face in her neck, biting her shoulder.

“I’m close… cum with me,” he growled.

Sneha nodded frantically, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from the corners of her eyes. “Yes… yes… fill me… Gowtham… I’m cumming… ahhhhhhhhh!”

Her entire body seized up. Her pussy clenched violently around his cock as a shattering orgasm ripped through her. Her thighs trembled uncontrollably. Her toes curled. A long, broken wail escaped her throat.

Gowtham gave one final, savage thrust and buried himself as deep as possible. “Fuuuuck… Sneha!” he roared. His cock pulsed hard inside her, flooding her with thick ropes of cum. He kept grinding slowly, pushing every drop deep as her walls milked him.


They stayed locked together, panting, sweating, trembling in the aftershocks.
Sneha’s chest heaved violently. Her breasts, red from being slapped and sucked, rose and fell against Gowtham’s chest with every ragged breath. A thin sheen of sweat connected their bodies.


Suresh sat there frozen, his own cock still painfully hard, untouched now, leaking onto his thigh. He had cum earlier from her brief handjob, but the sight of their shared orgasm left him shattered and strangely electrified at the same time.


Gowtham finally pulled out slowly. A thick trickle of his cum leaked from Sneha’s swollen pussy. He kissed her deeply, possessively, then glanced at Suresh with a satisfied smirk.


But the night wasn’t over.

Suresh, overwhelmed, turned his back to them and lay facing the wall, breathing heavily.

What he didn’t see was that Gowtham and Sneha were far from finished.


He began fucking her again slowly, one hand groping her breast, the other covering her mouth to muffle her moans. Sneha’s eyes rolled back in pleasure as they started their second round in the spooning position, just inches away from her husband’s turned back.

They know Suresh is not slept yet.

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The night was still young - But a rule already broken 8 remaining .