16-02-2019, 02:33 PM
I am Pratik. My wife Arpi and Ali became friends, whilst she travelled to her job in the bus. Ali was a regular driver on that bus. Ali's impressive personality, mysterious air about him and strong physique attracted her. Arpi was a bit puzzled when she realized that she rather liked Ali's stares roaming all over her body.
Ali and my wife Arpi had several outings with Ali's friends. Ali introduced her as his girl friend concealing the fact that Arpi was married; perhaps with an implicit consent from Arpi.
Arpi later told me that in one of their outings Arpi and Ali kissed and Ali fondled her breasts. Hearing all these narrations and adding to it what she did not say, I could picture the whole sequence of events, enough to arouse me for a solid erection. I realized that I was becoming a cuckold husband.
I realized that my dear, beautiful and (until then) faithful wife was uncontrollably heading towards a dangerous relationship with her elder paramour Ali. A situation came when she was so crazy about Ali that if I had stopped her, I was almost certain that she would have either resorted to cheating or might at some point have even left me to be Ali's fuck buddy.
Ali had by then an income which would be adequate to bear her sustenance. I thought Ali might even marry her. In his religion more than one wife was legitimate. That was not the outcome that I desired. I decided to use the difficulty as an opportunity. Had I known that their relationship could head the way it ultimately did, perhaps I might have thought differently.
A sinister plan developed in my mind. It could kill three birds with one stroke. First was to enjoy the role of a controller of the little puppet show that I had planned with Ali and my wife Arpi acting as my puppets. I wanted the situation to end as I wanted it and not the way Arpi and Ali wanted. Second was to fulfil my fantasy of seeing how she would act and emote, if some other male fucked her. The third was to take my secret revenge on my wife for punishing me for a little flirting I did with my assistant Roma. Of course the main objective was that I wanted to control and enjoy the situation and not be controlled by it or suffer as a consequence.
I not only let my wife and Ali to play out their love act, I encouraged them. I invited Ali to my house and encouraged Ali and my wife Arpi to flirt and smooch in my presence. This factor added tremendously to strengthen their morale and boosted their confidence. Naturally that lead finally my wife Arpi to get ready to be fucked by her boy friend Ali, who was so eager to oblige, no questions asked.
They both stripped in our bed room and kissed and smooched. That was the first time that I saw Ali's long and thick cock. Even when half erect, it was not less than 8 inches long and solid three inches thick. It was as if he had come out of any porn movie. I could easily understand why my wife had fallen for him. I strongly suspected (looking at familiar expressions on her face, when she saw Ali uncovering his cock in front of her) that she must have seen it before, fondled it and in all likely hood had it inside her.
Arpi caressed Ali's long, thick and naked cock lovingly in her palm while Ali inserted his two fingers in Arpi's pussy to make her twist and turn in the bed and beg him to fuck her black and blue. I was not fully certain if it was not the first time that she let his fingers inside her pussy.
She convulsed on the bed and had a huge orgasm, like of which I had not seen in a long time. Ali had driven her to such heights of passion and desire that I as her husband had not been able to do.
Ali knew all her weak spots. Either he had had good experience of my wife's body reflexes or he was married and had been there with plenty of women before. To me the later seemed more logical. However, the first one also could not be ruled out.
As Ali kept finger fucking my wife Arpi, her moans and pleadings increased. Her moans became louder and her shouts pleading Ali to fuck her became frequent. However, Ali was in no hurry to oblige her.
Ali asked my wife Arpi to stand on the floor. He perhaps wanted to see her naked in her full glory. Arpi's shapely figure standing in nakedness must have been his 'dream come true'. Ali licked her with his saliva starting from her toes. Ali's kissing all along her body drove my wife to frenzy. She experienced new and arousing sensation. When Ali reached my wife's vagina, he stopped and made her spread her legs and sit with his mouth between them. Her pussy was right atop Ali's mouth. Arpi's dropping juice was flowing straight into Ali's mouth. He seemed to enjoy its taste. (I never liked the taste of her juices.)
Ali's eating my wife's pussy was a huge turn on for me too. Arpi saw from the corner of her eye that I stood watching them make love. I was happy that at least she noticed me finally. She signalled me to come closer and caught my crotch. I removed my trousers and under garment to let her fondle and caress my hard erect penis; while Ali sucked her juice. It was almost like a scene from a porn movie. My demure and innocent wife had turned into a slut that evening.
Ali and my wife both were horny as hell. From their comfort level with each other, it was easy to guess that they must have fucked at least once earlier. After overcoming initial hesitation on account of my presence, my wife and Ali were at ease with each other. There was no first time hesitation. Usually it is the male who pleads his love mate for mating. Here the case was opposite.
Lost in the thoughts of my wife's changed personality, I did not notice that Arpi had made Ali mount on her as she lay on bed eager to feel his thick, long and hard meat rod enter her small, tight pussy hole. She had closed her eyes in anticipation. Her anxiety reflected in her tightly squeezing my cock in her hand; which she had not left during the transfer of their positions.
Ali and my wife Arpi had several outings with Ali's friends. Ali introduced her as his girl friend concealing the fact that Arpi was married; perhaps with an implicit consent from Arpi.
Arpi later told me that in one of their outings Arpi and Ali kissed and Ali fondled her breasts. Hearing all these narrations and adding to it what she did not say, I could picture the whole sequence of events, enough to arouse me for a solid erection. I realized that I was becoming a cuckold husband.
I realized that my dear, beautiful and (until then) faithful wife was uncontrollably heading towards a dangerous relationship with her elder paramour Ali. A situation came when she was so crazy about Ali that if I had stopped her, I was almost certain that she would have either resorted to cheating or might at some point have even left me to be Ali's fuck buddy.
Ali had by then an income which would be adequate to bear her sustenance. I thought Ali might even marry her. In his religion more than one wife was legitimate. That was not the outcome that I desired. I decided to use the difficulty as an opportunity. Had I known that their relationship could head the way it ultimately did, perhaps I might have thought differently.
A sinister plan developed in my mind. It could kill three birds with one stroke. First was to enjoy the role of a controller of the little puppet show that I had planned with Ali and my wife Arpi acting as my puppets. I wanted the situation to end as I wanted it and not the way Arpi and Ali wanted. Second was to fulfil my fantasy of seeing how she would act and emote, if some other male fucked her. The third was to take my secret revenge on my wife for punishing me for a little flirting I did with my assistant Roma. Of course the main objective was that I wanted to control and enjoy the situation and not be controlled by it or suffer as a consequence.
I not only let my wife and Ali to play out their love act, I encouraged them. I invited Ali to my house and encouraged Ali and my wife Arpi to flirt and smooch in my presence. This factor added tremendously to strengthen their morale and boosted their confidence. Naturally that lead finally my wife Arpi to get ready to be fucked by her boy friend Ali, who was so eager to oblige, no questions asked.
They both stripped in our bed room and kissed and smooched. That was the first time that I saw Ali's long and thick cock. Even when half erect, it was not less than 8 inches long and solid three inches thick. It was as if he had come out of any porn movie. I could easily understand why my wife had fallen for him. I strongly suspected (looking at familiar expressions on her face, when she saw Ali uncovering his cock in front of her) that she must have seen it before, fondled it and in all likely hood had it inside her.
Arpi caressed Ali's long, thick and naked cock lovingly in her palm while Ali inserted his two fingers in Arpi's pussy to make her twist and turn in the bed and beg him to fuck her black and blue. I was not fully certain if it was not the first time that she let his fingers inside her pussy.
She convulsed on the bed and had a huge orgasm, like of which I had not seen in a long time. Ali had driven her to such heights of passion and desire that I as her husband had not been able to do.
Ali knew all her weak spots. Either he had had good experience of my wife's body reflexes or he was married and had been there with plenty of women before. To me the later seemed more logical. However, the first one also could not be ruled out.
As Ali kept finger fucking my wife Arpi, her moans and pleadings increased. Her moans became louder and her shouts pleading Ali to fuck her became frequent. However, Ali was in no hurry to oblige her.
Ali asked my wife Arpi to stand on the floor. He perhaps wanted to see her naked in her full glory. Arpi's shapely figure standing in nakedness must have been his 'dream come true'. Ali licked her with his saliva starting from her toes. Ali's kissing all along her body drove my wife to frenzy. She experienced new and arousing sensation. When Ali reached my wife's vagina, he stopped and made her spread her legs and sit with his mouth between them. Her pussy was right atop Ali's mouth. Arpi's dropping juice was flowing straight into Ali's mouth. He seemed to enjoy its taste. (I never liked the taste of her juices.)
Ali's eating my wife's pussy was a huge turn on for me too. Arpi saw from the corner of her eye that I stood watching them make love. I was happy that at least she noticed me finally. She signalled me to come closer and caught my crotch. I removed my trousers and under garment to let her fondle and caress my hard erect penis; while Ali sucked her juice. It was almost like a scene from a porn movie. My demure and innocent wife had turned into a slut that evening.
Ali and my wife both were horny as hell. From their comfort level with each other, it was easy to guess that they must have fucked at least once earlier. After overcoming initial hesitation on account of my presence, my wife and Ali were at ease with each other. There was no first time hesitation. Usually it is the male who pleads his love mate for mating. Here the case was opposite.
Lost in the thoughts of my wife's changed personality, I did not notice that Arpi had made Ali mount on her as she lay on bed eager to feel his thick, long and hard meat rod enter her small, tight pussy hole. She had closed her eyes in anticipation. Her anxiety reflected in her tightly squeezing my cock in her hand; which she had not left during the transfer of their positions.
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