23-01-2019, 02:28 PM
Journey of a Cuckold Ch. 07
Our life progressed smoothly for next few months. Shrini was having lion's share of sex from Mayuri. I had nothing to complain since I too was having lot of sex from Mayuri and Rohini. Rohini and I engaged in quite a few kinky activities during those months.
In the month of June, I had to visit India to see my ailing mother. I wasn't advised to travel because of green card related issues but I had to so Mayuri stayed back. I got stuck in India for over two and half months before my green card got approved.
The three must have had lot of fun while I was in India. It didn't take long for me to find out. It was the very first weekend after I returned home. We were watching a movie on Friday night -- for a change Mayuri decided not to work that evening. I needed to take a leak so thought of stepping out for minute since the movie wasn't interesting. For some strange reason, I decided to use Shrini and Rohini's restroom instead of ours downstairs. As I could see clearly due to the light entering from the window in the bathroom, I didn't switch on the lights. Within a few minutes, Rohini and Mayuri entered the room to discuss something in my absence not realizing that I was there inside the bathroom. They stood next to the sink that was right opposite the bathroom.
"Why are you refusing to have sex with Shrini?" asked Rohini. I was not sure if I should remain inside or emerge from the bathroom but I thought of capitalizing on this opportunity to eavesdrop on them.
"I am not refusing," she whispered.
"I said I'd relieve him with blowjobs during the weekends like earlier," she added. It seemed to me that they were talking about the change in plan because I had returned after two and half months.
"Why not intercourse?" Rohini asked.
"He doesn't use condoms."
"I can't go back with my pussy full of his cum," she complained.
"Besides, he stretches me a lot. It wouldn't take any time for Sameer to figure out," she added.
"You can clean up before heading back," she suggested.
"Are you kidding?"
"He practically hoses me with his semen!"
"If not for the pills, he would have impregnated me long time back."
"You do know how much he misses sex with you," said Rohini in a concerned tone.
"He is insatiable," complained Mayuri.
"While we are away, he does twice or thrice every night," she added.
"Are you complaining?" asked Rohini teasingly.
"No!"
"As a matter of fact, I relish that."
"But at home, I am Sameer's wife," she pleaded.
"But Shrini's mistress," Rohini interjected, almost rudely.
"I bet, it wouldn't have been exciting otherwise," she added.
"I must admit, it is an incredible feeling to spread my legs or open my lips for him."
"It is, perhaps, mean of me to not let Sameer cum in my mouth, when Shrini gets to every time wishes it," said Mayuri.
"You love it!" exclaimed Rohini.
"No," said Mayuri emphatically.
"I hate the bitter taste of semen," she added.
"With Shrini, somehow, I feel obligated."
"Why obligated?" asked Rohini.
"He gives so much pleasure that I feel he has the right to cum wherever he wants."
"Would you like to become his wife?" asked Rohini teasingly and added, "I don't mind Sameer as my husband."
"No way," replied Mayuri.
"You keep your husband -- he is no good outside the bedroom."
"Sameer is lovely and makes me feel very special!"
"Besides, he is not all that bad in the bedroom," added Mayuri.
"I am sure Shrini makes you feel special as well," said Rohini.
"Yes by screwing me day and night."
"Then you don't mind being his mistress, I guess," said Rohini.
"You bet!"
"The way I see it Sameer makes me feel special in a non sexual way."
"Shrini, however, makes me feel special in a sexual way and makes best use of my assets."
"He was once telling me that I have a body that was made for breeding."
"Very true," added Rohini.
"You have wide hips that make delivering babies easier and adequate sized breasts to feed a few babies."
"Why if you had been married to that '. man I knew in India, you would have already delivered two babies by now," said Rohini.
"You wouldn't believe it," said Mayuri.
"This elderly black gentleman from our office made a similar remark about me to a colleague of mine."
"How old is he?"
"About 38; has fathered four children, yet he is hitting on women."
"The rumor is that he has tasted most of the saucy white women in our office."
"Perhaps it is time for him to taste a hot Indian woman," teased Rohini.
"No way," said Mayuri.
"Just kidding," said Rohini and added, "Even if you did have another lover, I bet Shrini would always be special for you."
"Yes, he would be," agreed Mayuri.
"Too bad he can't make complete use of your assets," said Rohini.
"What do you mean?" asked Mayuri.
"I am not sure if these breasts would ever nurse Shrini's babies," said Rohini.
"Only time will tell that," said Mayuri, her voice almost trembling. I was surprised to hear Mayuri's response. It seemed as if Mayuri had contemplated about it and was just waiting for the right moment. We knew Rohini couldn't conceive and hence there was a potential for such a request but never though we could entertain it. Moreover, I never thought Mayuri would go through pregnancy more than once. She was determined to focus on her career and hence didn't want to consider conceiving so soon, although it has already been almost 4 years to our marriage.
"How do you think Sameer likes it?" Rohini asked quickly changing the topic.
"Does he know?" asked Rohini.
"What?"
"That you practically lived with Shrini while he was gone," Rohini clarified.
"No way, I don't want him to think that I am falling in love with Shrini."
"It would only make him jealous," added Mayuri.
"Are you?" asked Rohini.
"No!"
"It is just lust," clarified Mayuri after a nervous laugh.
"Sameer is the ideal husband for me."
"Does he mind that Shrini gets an unfair share of sex from you?"
"I guess not," said Mayuri after a thought.
"He is sensitive and doesn't demand too much over the weekends."
"Perhaps, you are keeping him busy during the week," said Mayuri teasingly.
"Not really," replied Rohini casually.
"We indulge over the weekend every night after I am back from work," Mayuri said justifying that I too was getting a decent share of sex from her.
"You mean after fellating Shrini," teased Rohini.
"Does he know?"
"Would he mind?" asked Rohini.
Mayuri didn't respond.
"Sameer has distinct cuckold tendencies," said Rohini.
"I suspected so," replied Mayuri feebly.
"He is a passive cuckold, though."
"He would need help from the environment, to realize his fantasies," said Rohini.
"In other words, the answer is he wouldn't mind," said Rohini.
"Are you suggesting that he already knows?" asked Mayuri.
"He secretly wishes that you entertain Shrini before coming to him, which you are but not to the fullest extent."
"How could you be so sure?" asked Mayuri.
"I am not. But I can see the trend."
"He doesn't mind when Shrini monopolizes you. He even waits for his turn on weekends."
"What are you suggesting?" asked Mayuri.
"Test the waters," replied Rohini calmly.
And they headed back to the living room giving me a chance to sneak out. It was evident that Rohini was manipulating both of us to achieve their objectives. None of us felt violated; in fact her manipulation suppressed our guilt and helped us overcome our inhibitions.
I had suspected that Mayuri and Shrini must have been indulging in sex while I was asleep but never knew that Rohini was aware of it. However, Mayuri rarely resisted my advances after returning to bed; hence I had no reason to suspect. This explained why she always had fresh breath.
I knew Mayuri would test the waters right away; she still continued to fellate him on weekend nights. However, a new pattern started emerging and I noticed that Rohini dragged me out on the afternoons on some or the other pretext. Shrini was practically screwing her every day of the week.
Green card helped me find a job late in October. It was a management consulting job with a boutique consulting firm based in San Francisco. The MBA that I procured while trying to woo Mayuri back in India came in handy. The job required travel to the East Coast on a weekly basis, so essentially my life hadn't changed much. The workload was terrible and sometimes I had to stay over the weekend instead of spending time with Mayuri. Around the same time Rohini made a trip to India to take care of some domestic issues. Mayuri and Shrini lived as husband and wife while we both were away.
The first time I got sloppy seconds with her was quite by surprise. Mayuri's birthday was on the 23rd of November and came on the Thanksgiving Day. I was away from her for three weeks so that I could spend the Thanksgiving weekend with her. Mayuri and Shrini didn't travel to San Francisco that week; it was a short week anyway. According the plan, I was supposed to reach on Thursday afternoon but I surprised her by reaching on Wednesday night instead.
I reached home around 11 p.m. and Mayuri was indeed surprised to see me at the door. I had to wait at the door for a little while before Mayuri opened the door.
"Surprise," I said excitedly.
"You were coming tomorrow," she said hugging me. I had missed her; it was three weeks after which I had seen her. Locking the door, I asked her, "Where is Shrini?"
"He is asleep upstairs," she said leading me to our bedroom. In the dim light of the staircase, I noticed her puffy red lips as she answered my question and I couldn't control myself. I pinned her to the wall and kissed her passionately. She resisted but not for long. Our kiss got wetter by the moment and towards the end I was slobbering. My hands moved up to fondle her breasts, which were freely dangling underneath her top. The thought crossed my mind if they were in the act when I knocked on the door. I was extremely excited and in the heat of the moment, I sneaked my hand inside her top and grabbed her right boob and gave a very hard squeeze.
Our life progressed smoothly for next few months. Shrini was having lion's share of sex from Mayuri. I had nothing to complain since I too was having lot of sex from Mayuri and Rohini. Rohini and I engaged in quite a few kinky activities during those months.
In the month of June, I had to visit India to see my ailing mother. I wasn't advised to travel because of green card related issues but I had to so Mayuri stayed back. I got stuck in India for over two and half months before my green card got approved.
The three must have had lot of fun while I was in India. It didn't take long for me to find out. It was the very first weekend after I returned home. We were watching a movie on Friday night -- for a change Mayuri decided not to work that evening. I needed to take a leak so thought of stepping out for minute since the movie wasn't interesting. For some strange reason, I decided to use Shrini and Rohini's restroom instead of ours downstairs. As I could see clearly due to the light entering from the window in the bathroom, I didn't switch on the lights. Within a few minutes, Rohini and Mayuri entered the room to discuss something in my absence not realizing that I was there inside the bathroom. They stood next to the sink that was right opposite the bathroom.
"Why are you refusing to have sex with Shrini?" asked Rohini. I was not sure if I should remain inside or emerge from the bathroom but I thought of capitalizing on this opportunity to eavesdrop on them.
"I am not refusing," she whispered.
"I said I'd relieve him with blowjobs during the weekends like earlier," she added. It seemed to me that they were talking about the change in plan because I had returned after two and half months.
"Why not intercourse?" Rohini asked.
"He doesn't use condoms."
"I can't go back with my pussy full of his cum," she complained.
"Besides, he stretches me a lot. It wouldn't take any time for Sameer to figure out," she added.
"You can clean up before heading back," she suggested.
"Are you kidding?"
"He practically hoses me with his semen!"
"If not for the pills, he would have impregnated me long time back."
"You do know how much he misses sex with you," said Rohini in a concerned tone.
"He is insatiable," complained Mayuri.
"While we are away, he does twice or thrice every night," she added.
"Are you complaining?" asked Rohini teasingly.
"No!"
"As a matter of fact, I relish that."
"But at home, I am Sameer's wife," she pleaded.
"But Shrini's mistress," Rohini interjected, almost rudely.
"I bet, it wouldn't have been exciting otherwise," she added.
"I must admit, it is an incredible feeling to spread my legs or open my lips for him."
"It is, perhaps, mean of me to not let Sameer cum in my mouth, when Shrini gets to every time wishes it," said Mayuri.
"You love it!" exclaimed Rohini.
"No," said Mayuri emphatically.
"I hate the bitter taste of semen," she added.
"With Shrini, somehow, I feel obligated."
"Why obligated?" asked Rohini.
"He gives so much pleasure that I feel he has the right to cum wherever he wants."
"Would you like to become his wife?" asked Rohini teasingly and added, "I don't mind Sameer as my husband."
"No way," replied Mayuri.
"You keep your husband -- he is no good outside the bedroom."
"Sameer is lovely and makes me feel very special!"
"Besides, he is not all that bad in the bedroom," added Mayuri.
"I am sure Shrini makes you feel special as well," said Rohini.
"Yes by screwing me day and night."
"Then you don't mind being his mistress, I guess," said Rohini.
"You bet!"
"The way I see it Sameer makes me feel special in a non sexual way."
"Shrini, however, makes me feel special in a sexual way and makes best use of my assets."
"He was once telling me that I have a body that was made for breeding."
"Very true," added Rohini.
"You have wide hips that make delivering babies easier and adequate sized breasts to feed a few babies."
"Why if you had been married to that '. man I knew in India, you would have already delivered two babies by now," said Rohini.
"You wouldn't believe it," said Mayuri.
"This elderly black gentleman from our office made a similar remark about me to a colleague of mine."
"How old is he?"
"About 38; has fathered four children, yet he is hitting on women."
"The rumor is that he has tasted most of the saucy white women in our office."
"Perhaps it is time for him to taste a hot Indian woman," teased Rohini.
"No way," said Mayuri.
"Just kidding," said Rohini and added, "Even if you did have another lover, I bet Shrini would always be special for you."
"Yes, he would be," agreed Mayuri.
"Too bad he can't make complete use of your assets," said Rohini.
"What do you mean?" asked Mayuri.
"I am not sure if these breasts would ever nurse Shrini's babies," said Rohini.
"Only time will tell that," said Mayuri, her voice almost trembling. I was surprised to hear Mayuri's response. It seemed as if Mayuri had contemplated about it and was just waiting for the right moment. We knew Rohini couldn't conceive and hence there was a potential for such a request but never though we could entertain it. Moreover, I never thought Mayuri would go through pregnancy more than once. She was determined to focus on her career and hence didn't want to consider conceiving so soon, although it has already been almost 4 years to our marriage.
"How do you think Sameer likes it?" Rohini asked quickly changing the topic.
"Does he know?" asked Rohini.
"What?"
"That you practically lived with Shrini while he was gone," Rohini clarified.
"No way, I don't want him to think that I am falling in love with Shrini."
"It would only make him jealous," added Mayuri.
"Are you?" asked Rohini.
"No!"
"It is just lust," clarified Mayuri after a nervous laugh.
"Sameer is the ideal husband for me."
"Does he mind that Shrini gets an unfair share of sex from you?"
"I guess not," said Mayuri after a thought.
"He is sensitive and doesn't demand too much over the weekends."
"Perhaps, you are keeping him busy during the week," said Mayuri teasingly.
"Not really," replied Rohini casually.
"We indulge over the weekend every night after I am back from work," Mayuri said justifying that I too was getting a decent share of sex from her.
"You mean after fellating Shrini," teased Rohini.
"Does he know?"
"Would he mind?" asked Rohini.
Mayuri didn't respond.
"Sameer has distinct cuckold tendencies," said Rohini.
"I suspected so," replied Mayuri feebly.
"He is a passive cuckold, though."
"He would need help from the environment, to realize his fantasies," said Rohini.
"In other words, the answer is he wouldn't mind," said Rohini.
"Are you suggesting that he already knows?" asked Mayuri.
"He secretly wishes that you entertain Shrini before coming to him, which you are but not to the fullest extent."
"How could you be so sure?" asked Mayuri.
"I am not. But I can see the trend."
"He doesn't mind when Shrini monopolizes you. He even waits for his turn on weekends."
"What are you suggesting?" asked Mayuri.
"Test the waters," replied Rohini calmly.
And they headed back to the living room giving me a chance to sneak out. It was evident that Rohini was manipulating both of us to achieve their objectives. None of us felt violated; in fact her manipulation suppressed our guilt and helped us overcome our inhibitions.
I had suspected that Mayuri and Shrini must have been indulging in sex while I was asleep but never knew that Rohini was aware of it. However, Mayuri rarely resisted my advances after returning to bed; hence I had no reason to suspect. This explained why she always had fresh breath.
I knew Mayuri would test the waters right away; she still continued to fellate him on weekend nights. However, a new pattern started emerging and I noticed that Rohini dragged me out on the afternoons on some or the other pretext. Shrini was practically screwing her every day of the week.
Green card helped me find a job late in October. It was a management consulting job with a boutique consulting firm based in San Francisco. The MBA that I procured while trying to woo Mayuri back in India came in handy. The job required travel to the East Coast on a weekly basis, so essentially my life hadn't changed much. The workload was terrible and sometimes I had to stay over the weekend instead of spending time with Mayuri. Around the same time Rohini made a trip to India to take care of some domestic issues. Mayuri and Shrini lived as husband and wife while we both were away.
The first time I got sloppy seconds with her was quite by surprise. Mayuri's birthday was on the 23rd of November and came on the Thanksgiving Day. I was away from her for three weeks so that I could spend the Thanksgiving weekend with her. Mayuri and Shrini didn't travel to San Francisco that week; it was a short week anyway. According the plan, I was supposed to reach on Thursday afternoon but I surprised her by reaching on Wednesday night instead.
I reached home around 11 p.m. and Mayuri was indeed surprised to see me at the door. I had to wait at the door for a little while before Mayuri opened the door.
"Surprise," I said excitedly.
"You were coming tomorrow," she said hugging me. I had missed her; it was three weeks after which I had seen her. Locking the door, I asked her, "Where is Shrini?"
"He is asleep upstairs," she said leading me to our bedroom. In the dim light of the staircase, I noticed her puffy red lips as she answered my question and I couldn't control myself. I pinned her to the wall and kissed her passionately. She resisted but not for long. Our kiss got wetter by the moment and towards the end I was slobbering. My hands moved up to fondle her breasts, which were freely dangling underneath her top. The thought crossed my mind if they were in the act when I knocked on the door. I was extremely excited and in the heat of the moment, I sneaked my hand inside her top and grabbed her right boob and gave a very hard squeeze.
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