23-04-2019, 04:27 PM
DIARY OF A CUCKOLD HUSBAND
PART31
. She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my asshole for the first in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking on my penis, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow my cum as she had done several times for Rahul but she didn't. Instead she let it just rub my sperm smeared penis across her lips.
"I would have swallowed every drop of Rahul's ejaculation," she said with a little smirk as she headed for our bathroom. She turned back and justified, "Part of my mistress duties." As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have not intention of entering the family way, yet."
"So, you better keep that stud away from me."
Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Each night Mansi would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Rahul. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Mansi enjoyed our fantasy, she was unwilling to live it. The three weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Mansi despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she would fuck me tirelessly.
Just a day before we were scheduled to fly to Rajasthan, Rohini called and let us know that she wouldn't be able to make the trip due to her mother's health. She encouraged both of us to go ahead with our plans. Mansi and I were surprised with this sudden change of plan but believed Rohini as her mother indeed wasn't well. Rohini called me a little later after Mansi went out with her friends.
"Everything is as per plan," she clarified.
"It wouldn't take much time for Rahul to break her resolve. So, if you have changed your mind, all you need to do is guard her."
"Otherwise let it evolve as per Mansi's desire," she suggested.
Having opened up with Mansi, it was pretty clear that I desired this as much as she did. It was not clear, however, how things would transpire.
We headed to Rajasthan the following day and reached there in the evening. We were there for four night's safari, although the original safari was for seven days. Not surprisingly the safari wasn't terribly crowded and there were several empty tents. Rahul had made the arrangements for us. The tents were quite luxurious. They had a separate bathroom -- quite surprising by Indian standards. There were two beds; each one pretty big for one person but not quite big for two people. There was a small table between the two beds and the beds must have been six feet apart. The tents, although next to each other, were quite secluded.
Having traveled quite some distance during the day to reach to the camp, we decided to rest immediately after having our dinner without attending the evening entertainment program that night. I took the bed closer to the bathroom and in a matter of minutes fell asleep. I must have been asleep for more than couple of hours or so when I suddenly felt Mansi sleeping next to me. She was massaging my penis, which was sporting a stiff erection now.
"Sleepy head," she whispered nuzzling my neck.
"Aren't you supposed to take care of your wife?" she asked sexily.
"Especially on her birthday," she said.
"Were you expecting Rahul to fill in for you?" she teased.
"Your choice," I replied turning my face towards her. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.
"I always need you," she mumbled.
"Who would eat me otherwise?" she reasoned.
"You could use your tongue to prime my pussy for his entry."
"And then later use it to soothe my pussy after he ravages it," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Mansi was getting bolder and it seemed we had no boundaries now. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.
"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.
"Neither," was her dry reply.
"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.
"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.
"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.
"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and fiercely kissed her again.
"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.
"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me. I groaned in pain as she wickedly twisted my penis with her hand.
"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.
"Are you up for it?" I teased her.
"Very much!" was her prompt reply.
The sexy talk went on and we had another torrid session that night. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her. We did once more in the morning before embarking on our safari. Our next camp was approximately 14 miles away if we took the actual route. Mansi and Rahul headed with the skilled riders while I stayed back with the amateurs. I wondered if Rahul would cajole her into becoming his mistress during their ride.
The amateur group took an easier and shorter route but even then we reached about an hour later than the first group. We were to rest for couple of hours after lunch and all of us had individual tents almost similar to the original ones we had, albeit a little simpler in design. Regardless, they offered lot of privacy surprisingly. Mansi and Rahul weren't there when I sat down for lunch -- they were already done and perhaps either strolling around or resting in one of our tents. I had instant hard-on thinking about the possibilities. I quickly gulped down my food and rushed to our tent, fully expecting to catch Rahul and Mansi in their act. I tiptoed to our tent and waited outside to confirm if Rahul was inside; not finding anyone I stepped inside. Mansi pulled me inside and latched the door. She looked worked up. Her hair, which usually was neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. Before I could figure it out, she pulled me in for a kiss and I realized that it was Rahul's semen. It was perhaps the first time I tasted fresh semen of Rahul. Rahul seemed to have rubbed his penis generously on her lips and Mansi didn't bother or perhaps didn't have time to clean up.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.
"Had to relieve him with a blowjob," she added.
"Now don't waste time, I need some relief too," she said and pushed me onto my knees. She quickly got rid of her breaches and straddled my face. I pleasured her for the next fifteen minutes with my tongue. Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."
"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked nervously.
"Well," she said looking at me while wearing her breaches, "sometimes I do need help with lubrication."
"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.
"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means performing fellatio or rimming him."
"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.
"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."
"Funny isn't it?" she asked tucking in her shirt.
"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she said chuckling.
"I need to go," she said and kissed me forcefully.
"You are lucky," she said, "This time he could't able to plant his baby in me."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
PART31
. She didn't ride me all the way; instead chose to fellate me. She then gently kneaded my asshole for the first in our life. And then after spending a few minutes sucking on my penis, she did something that totally took me with surprise. She wet her middle finger with her saliva and applied a little more pressure to the entrance. She generously applied her saliva to lubricate the entrance, enough to slide her finger in. I squirmed with pleasure as she did this. It was perhaps too much for me and I climaxed in a matter of couple of minutes after she initiated this. I expected her to swallow my cum as she had done several times for Rahul but she didn't. Instead she let it just rub my sperm smeared penis across her lips.
"I would have swallowed every drop of Rahul's ejaculation," she said with a little smirk as she headed for our bathroom. She turned back and justified, "Part of my mistress duties." As we slid in bed, snuggled against each other, she whispered, "I have not intention of entering the family way, yet."
"So, you better keep that stud away from me."
Next few weeks until we flew to India went in similar fashion. Each night Mansi would test the limits of my desire and my willingness to surrender my breeding privileges to Rahul. As each day passed it seemed clear to me that although Mansi enjoyed our fantasy, she was unwilling to live it. The three weeks in India were spent quite passionately as well. Mansi despite being busy with marriage arrangements never neglected my needs; in fact she would fuck me tirelessly.
Just a day before we were scheduled to fly to Rajasthan, Rohini called and let us know that she wouldn't be able to make the trip due to her mother's health. She encouraged both of us to go ahead with our plans. Mansi and I were surprised with this sudden change of plan but believed Rohini as her mother indeed wasn't well. Rohini called me a little later after Mansi went out with her friends.
"Everything is as per plan," she clarified.
"It wouldn't take much time for Rahul to break her resolve. So, if you have changed your mind, all you need to do is guard her."
"Otherwise let it evolve as per Mansi's desire," she suggested.
Having opened up with Mansi, it was pretty clear that I desired this as much as she did. It was not clear, however, how things would transpire.
We headed to Rajasthan the following day and reached there in the evening. We were there for four night's safari, although the original safari was for seven days. Not surprisingly the safari wasn't terribly crowded and there were several empty tents. Rahul had made the arrangements for us. The tents were quite luxurious. They had a separate bathroom -- quite surprising by Indian standards. There were two beds; each one pretty big for one person but not quite big for two people. There was a small table between the two beds and the beds must have been six feet apart. The tents, although next to each other, were quite secluded.
Having traveled quite some distance during the day to reach to the camp, we decided to rest immediately after having our dinner without attending the evening entertainment program that night. I took the bed closer to the bathroom and in a matter of minutes fell asleep. I must have been asleep for more than couple of hours or so when I suddenly felt Mansi sleeping next to me. She was massaging my penis, which was sporting a stiff erection now.
"Sleepy head," she whispered nuzzling my neck.
"Aren't you supposed to take care of your wife?" she asked sexily.
"Especially on her birthday," she said.
"Were you expecting Rahul to fill in for you?" she teased.
"Your choice," I replied turning my face towards her. She kissed me and forced her tongue deep in my mouth, which I accepted willingly.
"I always need you," she mumbled.
"Who would eat me otherwise?" she reasoned.
"You could use your tongue to prime my pussy for his entry."
"And then later use it to soothe my pussy after he ravages it," she suggested sexily, chuckling at the thought. Mansi was getting bolder and it seemed we had no boundaries now. We enjoyed our fantasies and sexy talk very much -- in the past couple of months there were hardly any sessions where we never engaged in such foreplay.
"Is it time to prime you or soothe you?" I quickly retorted.
"Neither," was her dry reply.
"He had to make do with a blow job," she added.
"In fact, he just relieved himself in my mouth," she said and kissed me again.
"Why is that?" I asked moving my hand inside her panties.
"Until you are willing to raise his children..." I broke her off and fiercely kissed her again.
"You are willing aren't you?" she asked sexily.
"How many do you want?" I asked breathlessly as she was rapidly stroking me. I groaned in pain as she wickedly twisted my penis with her hand.
"He has plans to use me as a cow," she breathed.
"Are you up for it?" I teased her.
"Very much!" was her prompt reply.
The sexy talk went on and we had another torrid session that night. She was clearly in heat and ensured that I wore a condom before penetrating her. We did once more in the morning before embarking on our safari. Our next camp was approximately 14 miles away if we took the actual route. Mansi and Rahul headed with the skilled riders while I stayed back with the amateurs. I wondered if Rahul would cajole her into becoming his mistress during their ride.
The amateur group took an easier and shorter route but even then we reached about an hour later than the first group. We were to rest for couple of hours after lunch and all of us had individual tents almost similar to the original ones we had, albeit a little simpler in design. Regardless, they offered lot of privacy surprisingly. Mansi and Rahul weren't there when I sat down for lunch -- they were already done and perhaps either strolling around or resting in one of our tents. I had instant hard-on thinking about the possibilities. I quickly gulped down my food and rushed to our tent, fully expecting to catch Rahul and Mansi in their act. I tiptoed to our tent and waited outside to confirm if Rahul was inside; not finding anyone I stepped inside. Mansi pulled me inside and latched the door. She looked worked up. Her hair, which usually was neatly tied in a braid, was loose. Most of her shirt buttons were open and I noticed that even her bra was unhooked. And I noticed her face, which was bright red and her lips rosy red with some slimy white stuff smeared on her lips. Before I could figure it out, she pulled me in for a kiss and I realized that it was Rahul's semen. It was perhaps the first time I tasted fresh semen of Rahul. Rahul seemed to have rubbed his penis generously on her lips and Mansi didn't bother or perhaps didn't have time to clean up.
"What happened?" I asked.
"I couldn't fend him off," she replied breathlessly.
"Had to relieve him with a blowjob," she added.
"Now don't waste time, I need some relief too," she said and pushed me onto my knees. She quickly got rid of her breaches and straddled my face. I pleasured her for the next fifteen minutes with my tongue. Having satisfied herself completely, she said, "You don't know how much I miss this."
"Even when he shafts you with his majestic equipment?" I asked nervously.
"Well," she said looking at me while wearing her breaches, "sometimes I do need help with lubrication."
"Don't you folks engage in foreplay?" I asked curiously.
"We do," she said and then pausing for a moment added, "But that only means performing fellatio or rimming him."
"He likes it," she reasoned noticing my disapproval.
"Besides," she added, "that helps me delay intercourse until I am well lubricated and sometime it also hastens his ejaculation."
"Funny isn't it?" she asked tucking in her shirt.
"With you I need to worry about prolonging the act of intercourse. And with him I need to find ways to shorten it," she said chuckling.
"I need to go," she said and kissed me forcefully.
"You are lucky," she said, "This time he could't able to plant his baby in me."
(TO BE CONTINUED)
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