Adultery Indian Married Couple Experiments by indianmaverick

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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In the fifth year of our marriage, Avanti went on-site for six months on her project to Miami, USA. I used to send her links of porn videos that I really liked. Most of these had women being overwhelmed, either due to the size of the cock and relentless puonding or because she is being gangbanged. Avanti got hooked on to these sites - WhippedAss, Hpgtied, BoundGangBang, SexAndSubmission. One Saturday she called me up. She was sobbing. I was worried and asked her "What happened?"

"When you hear it you'll probably hate me... " She paused and added "You know I have been watching these videos online, right?"

"Yes" I said.

"Last night, I dreamt of the same stuff happening to me." She said, still crying.

I let out a sigh of relief on hearing that nothing bad has happened. "Phew! Itni si baat? I thought there was some big problem. Anyway, so are you upset that things were happening to you against your will... and you didn't like it?"

"No." She said, "What was bad was that the people in my dream were my teammates, whom I don't even find attractive. They tied me up... aroused me with vibrating dildos and... did it to me one by one... And I've become so bad that I actually was liking it in the dream... "

I interrupted her, "Avanti, there is nothing bad in this. As I've always been telling you having sex with the one you love is something else... But that does not mean that sex of all other kinds is a sin... And for God's sake... you haven't even done anything... you just had a dream... "

"I dont know how I'm going to talk to these people know... Seeing them will remind me of this dream." She said and then added a little angrily, "It is all because of your links. Enough of it... I'll not watch them again."

By now, she had stopped crying. We talked about other things for about half-an-hour, before she said Good night to me and hung up. It was late night in India. I tried to visualize my wife up tied up and helpless... Her male team-mates teasing her... with vibrators... putting big dildos inside her... She screaming with pleasure... I had a big hard-on thinking about all this.

We had always had this argument where Avanti said that she could only think of enjoying sex with me... because she loved only me. I always used to tell her that sex may not be as good without emotions involved, but it can still be damn good. Neither of us could convince the other and the argument would just go on.

Next day, when we talked I brought up the same thing but she would have nothing of it and asked me to shut up and talk about something else. A few days later, I wrote her an erotic story based on Avatar (the James Cameron movie), where Avanti is the protagonist and goes to another planet with Navi-like people.

[That story is also uploaded here in the Sci-Fi and Fantasy category - "Spielberg's Avatar... Revisited... "]

Avanti read the story and really liked it, which made me pretty happy.

I had now started fantasizing about Avanti getting extreme pleasure in different situations... with different men... Hunks from bollywood... Hritik... John... fucking my wife out of her senses. I had made up my mind that some day I am going to live out this fantasy of seeing her getting fucked.