27-04-2019, 03:37 PM
“Anyway,” she continued, “as the day wore on, I noticed more and more women taking their tops off to sunbathe topless. I knew South Beach had no restrictions on topless sunbathing but I never imagined it being this popular. From behind my sunglasses, I studied breasts off all sizes. Then, suddenly, I remembered how liberating it was to be topless! So I untied my top and removed it while still laying on my stomach. I raised up on my elbows while I read my book to expose my breasts to the people closest to me. The feeling I had at the moment was amazing. I felt liberated and alive,not caring that my breasts were visible to the world. I mean you know they have been viewed by hundreds of people before, so what was the point in hiding them now, right?”
“Of course darling!” I agreed. Happy that she had the desire to go topless without me being present. This was clearly another step in her development. Pushpa had told me that once Samina overcame her initial reservations, the growth in her confidence would be fast and furious, and that was happening.
“The warmth of the sun felt good on my breasts. I quickly lathered them in suntan oil being careful not to let them get sunburned. My breasts were not the best on the beach but they were not the worst either. In fact I am proud to say I think were among the best.” Samina said proudly.
I nodded. They were full and round with pink nipples that were neither too big nor too small.
“Of course my nipples were like thimbles, what with the cool the ocean breeze blowing against them! Anyway, I stopped boob watching and returned to my book.”
“Wow, it must have been so relaxing. I wish I could have joined you.” I said, now feeling really bad that I was not there.
“I wish you could have too, but I am glad you were not there!” Samina smiled at me.
“What? Why?” I blurted out.
“Well, Ass I read my book, I felt a man sit next to me. I looked up, and realized it was one of the younger guys that was sitting behind me. I looked him up and down. He had an amazing body with tan skin, perfect muscles and abs. We made small talk for a few minutes and I learned that he was a senior at the University of Miami, and boy was he staring at my breasts, then his eyes feel in my wedding band. He started to get up and move away, probably thinking that me being married he had no shot. But I would not let him leave, as I continued talking to him.”
“Wow!” was all I could say.
Samina pretended not to have heard me, and went on. “After a few more minutes of chatting, I asked my new friend if he was hungry and invited him back to my room for a little lunch. Little did he know that the only thing I wanted in my mouth was his cock. I put my bikini top back on and led him back to my hotel.”
Samina's explicit declaration of her desire completely floored me. She had never talked like this before. And for her to openly admit that she wanted a cock in her mouth was truly astounding. She was never very big on performing oral sex on, and only did so occasionally to keep me happy. And now here she was blatantly admitting she wanted one in her mouth, and that too a total strangers. It took all my willpower for me not to blow my load there and then.
“We entered my room and I retrieved a beer and wine cooler, from the mini-bar. As he opened his beer, I untied my bikini top and let it fall to the floor. My friend had seen my naked tits for the past two hours but now they belonged to him alone.”
As Samina spoke, it occurred to me that as yet she had not mentioned his name. Almost as if it was not important. I thought of asking her about it, but decided not to disturb her narrative, specially, now that she was engrossed in it and was giving me the tiniest details.
“He took a couple of sips, then sat down his beer and took my breasts in his hands. I could tell he was excited by the way he licked and sucked them like a collegeboy licking an ice cream cone after college on a hot day. And you know how much I love to have them fondled with such raw passion. My tits and nipples had always been super sensitive and I knew I could probably cum just from him sucking them but it was his turn. I had to have that young hard cock in my mouth!” She exclaimed looked straight into my eyes.
My jaw dropped open, making her laugh. “Yes sweetie, I just had to have his cock in my mouth!” She repeated he point.
I didn't know what to say, suffice to add that my pulse was racing at a 100 miles and hours, and my now completely erect cock was throbbing even faster.
“Reluctantly I plied him way from my tits and had him sit on the edge of the bed, as I pulled off his shorts and revealed a lovely, veiny, rock hard cock. I think it was the most proportionally beautiful cock I have ever seen. More beautiful than Paco's, Steve's, or Tim's!” Samina referred to her first lover. “It certainly wasn't the largest of the lot either, about the size's Paco's, but slightly thicker!”
My cock jumped as I realized that she had seen yet anther cock bigger than mine, if this kept up, pretty soon she would start to think that I was uncommonly small, which while not too far from the truth, was still not the exact truth.
“I knelt before him as if to worship that gorgeous piece of manhood between his legs. I took his cock in my hands and began stroking it nice and slowly. There was no need to bring it to life because it was standing at attention and staring me in the face. The pace of my strokes quickened until I could take it no more and slid my mouth over the head of his penis. It was so warm and throbbing and I could taste the little drops of cum oozing out of him.”
My mind was abuzz, she had actually liked his pre-cum? She had never done that before to me, or to anyone else for that matter. And here she was enjoying it. My, oh my how my lovely wife had come a long way!
“I sucked and licked his cock with the same raw passion he had shown my breasts. I had never sucked a cock this long and hard before but I was up to the task. His hands massaged my head as I slid is swollen cock in and out of my mouth. I never made eye contact as I kept my undivided attention on this beautiful dick fucking my mouth. After 10 minutes of pleasuring this young man, his fingers on my scalp told me his load was cumming.”
I felt my throat constrict, and my balls tighten. I didn't know whether to be jealous or the man, or mad at Samina. In the end I decided to be jealous.
“I slid his cock out of my mouth and stroked it madly while he shot his white, silky jets all over my waiting tits. I squeezed every drop onto my tits and rubbed this natural moisturizer on to my skin. To my surprise his cock did not go down! So, I pushed him back on the bed and climbed his pole. My wet pussy easily accepted his still beating cock and I began sliding up and down his rod. His cock felt so good in me and I knew I could fuck him forever since he had already blown his wad. I looked in his eyes and saw pure joy as my hands made their way to my tits. My hands massaged my big firm tits adding to the already extreme pleasure I was enjoying as I fucked this stranger.” Samina's eyes were in a glaze as she relived the episode in her mind.
I was now in state of such intense arousal that it took all my willpower for me not fuck my wife right there. This young lover of hers was something else. How did she get so lucky?
“I lost count of how many times I came with his dick in my pussy and my fingers at my clit. I was in paradise! I finally decided his cock had done all it could do for me and sent him on his way back to the beach. I stood naked on my balcony and watched the young stranger as he staggered back to his spot on the beach, collect his things and head back to reality!” Concluded Samina, and looked over at me.
“Wow!” I mustered. “It must have been intense?”
“It was, it really was.” She replied. “I can't tell you how much I enjoyed myself!”
I reached over and kissed her, inserting my hand into her panty, to find it damp. Samina was aroused telling me of her encounter.
“Oh pleaseee Umer, eat me now!” Samina pushed my head down to her crotch, and I gladly lapped up her flowing pussy cream.
As she started to orgasm, I stopped, and she let out a disappointed sigh. At that point, I mounted and fucked her. So aroused was she, that the orgasmed easily (a first for me!) just as I was shooting my load in her. But once again I noticed, that compared to her time with Paco, or Steve, she looked inhibited in her passion, and response when fucking me! I thought she let out a soft moan of disappointment when I unmounted her.
“I wish....” She said softly, then stopped.
“Wish what darling?” I asked wondering what was on her mind.
“Oh nothing, just a passing thought, nothing important.” She said, a distant look in her eyes. Clearly she did not want to talk about it, so I did not push her.
Thus far, Samina had started to open up a lot. There was no doubt in either of us that she enjoyed sex with other men immensely. And she had come a long way in the time we had been married. After her encounter in Miami, I thought we were fast reaching a tipping point, beyond which there would be no turning back. A sixth sense told me, that if I wanted to stop things, now was the time, as soon it would be difficult for her to do so, as she was really getting into this lifestyle. You see, at that point in time, I was not a true cuckold. I was just a man who got a kick out of knowing that his wife was fucking other men.
My manhood had not really been attacked as yet. I don't mean that literally, but rather figuratively. And a man cannot become a true cuckold until the walls of falsity regarding his manhood that he has built in his mind, are completely torn down. It is then, and only then that a man can truly accept and live with his beta sexual nature. But I was not there yet. In fact neither Samina, nor I had even thought along those lines. However, looking back on it now, it all seems so inevitable. Everything was proceeding down that path. And today? Well today I am successful professional, rich in every respect of the word, lacking only in what some would mistakenly judge as manhood, when in fact I believe (and both Samina and Pushpa agree) that I am more of man than most other men. First I was confronted by my true nature, and that led to inner conflict and turmoil, then I learnt to accept it, and finally, I realized that it was the truth of who I really was. In that I suppose, I have been luckier than most men, to have a wife who helped me along, and supported me all the way.
But, all that was in the future. For now the only indication (even though I did not see it as such) that my manhood was understated, was the fact that Samina seemed to be less than enthusiastic about having sex with me. I had suspected that was happening, but could not quite understand why. Eventually I put it down to the fact that she was getting so much sex, that it was hard for her to give a banner performance each time, and with me she could perhaps relax a little more than with her lovers. But I also suspected that she truly did have better sex with them, and although it did irk me a little, it was not enough to make me question myself, that would come in the future.
As had happened in the past, Samina appeared to have put the brakes on her sex life, outside our bedroom that is. But in fairness to her, she was working long hours, and had to make an unscheduled trip to Pakistan to be with her mother as she underwent emergency triple bypass surgery. The stress of the work, the trip, and the operation was clearly too much for her, and she did not seem to have the energy to pursue other men for quite a while.
We will never know how long things might have continued like that. Slowly Samina seemed to be getting over the stresses, and out of her funk. I did what I could to help her, but sometimes, even the most caring and loving spouse can only help you so much. Being unable to take time off and go on a cruise, Samina and I spent hours at the gym (probably the best place to work off stress!), going out a lot, to shop, and eat. Of course in the bedroom, our sex life seemed to have increased. Many an hour were spent with me massaging her, eating her out, and having sex with her.
Then, one day as we were walking out of our favorite restaurant, Samina mentioned that a colleague had approached her about taking part in an auction to raise money for the various charities that his social club supported. They had requested for donations, of clothing, art, sports equipment, which would be auctioned. In addition, they had also asked that people auction themselves or their skills. Samina being a fantastic cook, had decided to offer herself to be auctioned, as she thought that someone would surely want to bid on her to prepare a great meal. In return for her help, we were offered instant membership to the club, and more importantly, its golf facilities! So I told Samina to go for it.
In the weeks leading up the auction, Samina threw herself into collecting all she could to be auctioned. She begged, and pleaded, retailers, and suppliers to donate new clothes, sports stores to donate autographed photographs and memorabilia, she even prevailed upon a travel agent friend of ours to donate two tickets to Hawaii. The auction sponsors were truly astounded at what she had accomplished, and when she told them that she was offering her own time to be auctioned as well, their gratitude knew no bounds. The only hitch that came up was that when she told them, that was auctioning her time to cook a traditional sub-continental meal for the winner, they sponsors told her that they did not attach conditions to the time, only that the winner would have the opportunity to spend time with the person being auctioned. At that point, it was up to the winner and the auctioned person to decide what to do. Samina, did not find that condition to onerous and still agreed to let herself be auctioned.
The day of the auction arrived, and Samina was a nervous wreck. Her competitive juices were flowing and she wanted to be person who got the highest bid. She spent all morning trying to decide on what to wear. Initially she went through a bunch of western dresses, but then I mentioned that since she was going to offer the winner a traditional `desi` meal, maybe dressing in something more in line with that might be better.
She smiled and agreed, and then proceeded to take out a lovely dark green silk `sari` given to her by my mother. She did not chose the blouse that came with it, but rather went with one that she had secretly had made for herself a few days before returning the US from her recent trip to Pakistan. While the blouse my mother gave her, was a standard, half-sleeved affair, with high cut chest that displayed only her neck and upper chest area, the one Samina had designed, was to put it simply more like a tight, bikini top than a blouse. It was maroon, with cups that amplified, rather than hide her ample cleavage, and left the back bare, as the blouse was tied by a thing string around the back of her neck, and another one a few inches lower on her back. The effect was quite electric.
“So how do I look?” Samina asked, as she twirled in front of me. To complete the ensemble, she had tied her hair in long braid, put on a simple gold necklace, with matching earrings. She looked truly stunning.
“You will bring in more than all the others put together!” I said, making her smile.
"Going once! Going twice! Sold to I for twelve thousand dollars!" the auctioneer, John shouted.
“Of course darling!” I agreed. Happy that she had the desire to go topless without me being present. This was clearly another step in her development. Pushpa had told me that once Samina overcame her initial reservations, the growth in her confidence would be fast and furious, and that was happening.
“The warmth of the sun felt good on my breasts. I quickly lathered them in suntan oil being careful not to let them get sunburned. My breasts were not the best on the beach but they were not the worst either. In fact I am proud to say I think were among the best.” Samina said proudly.
I nodded. They were full and round with pink nipples that were neither too big nor too small.
“Of course my nipples were like thimbles, what with the cool the ocean breeze blowing against them! Anyway, I stopped boob watching and returned to my book.”
“Wow, it must have been so relaxing. I wish I could have joined you.” I said, now feeling really bad that I was not there.
“I wish you could have too, but I am glad you were not there!” Samina smiled at me.
“What? Why?” I blurted out.
“Well, Ass I read my book, I felt a man sit next to me. I looked up, and realized it was one of the younger guys that was sitting behind me. I looked him up and down. He had an amazing body with tan skin, perfect muscles and abs. We made small talk for a few minutes and I learned that he was a senior at the University of Miami, and boy was he staring at my breasts, then his eyes feel in my wedding band. He started to get up and move away, probably thinking that me being married he had no shot. But I would not let him leave, as I continued talking to him.”
“Wow!” was all I could say.
Samina pretended not to have heard me, and went on. “After a few more minutes of chatting, I asked my new friend if he was hungry and invited him back to my room for a little lunch. Little did he know that the only thing I wanted in my mouth was his cock. I put my bikini top back on and led him back to my hotel.”
Samina's explicit declaration of her desire completely floored me. She had never talked like this before. And for her to openly admit that she wanted a cock in her mouth was truly astounding. She was never very big on performing oral sex on, and only did so occasionally to keep me happy. And now here she was blatantly admitting she wanted one in her mouth, and that too a total strangers. It took all my willpower for me not to blow my load there and then.
“We entered my room and I retrieved a beer and wine cooler, from the mini-bar. As he opened his beer, I untied my bikini top and let it fall to the floor. My friend had seen my naked tits for the past two hours but now they belonged to him alone.”
As Samina spoke, it occurred to me that as yet she had not mentioned his name. Almost as if it was not important. I thought of asking her about it, but decided not to disturb her narrative, specially, now that she was engrossed in it and was giving me the tiniest details.
“He took a couple of sips, then sat down his beer and took my breasts in his hands. I could tell he was excited by the way he licked and sucked them like a collegeboy licking an ice cream cone after college on a hot day. And you know how much I love to have them fondled with such raw passion. My tits and nipples had always been super sensitive and I knew I could probably cum just from him sucking them but it was his turn. I had to have that young hard cock in my mouth!” She exclaimed looked straight into my eyes.
My jaw dropped open, making her laugh. “Yes sweetie, I just had to have his cock in my mouth!” She repeated he point.
I didn't know what to say, suffice to add that my pulse was racing at a 100 miles and hours, and my now completely erect cock was throbbing even faster.
“Reluctantly I plied him way from my tits and had him sit on the edge of the bed, as I pulled off his shorts and revealed a lovely, veiny, rock hard cock. I think it was the most proportionally beautiful cock I have ever seen. More beautiful than Paco's, Steve's, or Tim's!” Samina referred to her first lover. “It certainly wasn't the largest of the lot either, about the size's Paco's, but slightly thicker!”
My cock jumped as I realized that she had seen yet anther cock bigger than mine, if this kept up, pretty soon she would start to think that I was uncommonly small, which while not too far from the truth, was still not the exact truth.
“I knelt before him as if to worship that gorgeous piece of manhood between his legs. I took his cock in my hands and began stroking it nice and slowly. There was no need to bring it to life because it was standing at attention and staring me in the face. The pace of my strokes quickened until I could take it no more and slid my mouth over the head of his penis. It was so warm and throbbing and I could taste the little drops of cum oozing out of him.”
My mind was abuzz, she had actually liked his pre-cum? She had never done that before to me, or to anyone else for that matter. And here she was enjoying it. My, oh my how my lovely wife had come a long way!
“I sucked and licked his cock with the same raw passion he had shown my breasts. I had never sucked a cock this long and hard before but I was up to the task. His hands massaged my head as I slid is swollen cock in and out of my mouth. I never made eye contact as I kept my undivided attention on this beautiful dick fucking my mouth. After 10 minutes of pleasuring this young man, his fingers on my scalp told me his load was cumming.”
I felt my throat constrict, and my balls tighten. I didn't know whether to be jealous or the man, or mad at Samina. In the end I decided to be jealous.
“I slid his cock out of my mouth and stroked it madly while he shot his white, silky jets all over my waiting tits. I squeezed every drop onto my tits and rubbed this natural moisturizer on to my skin. To my surprise his cock did not go down! So, I pushed him back on the bed and climbed his pole. My wet pussy easily accepted his still beating cock and I began sliding up and down his rod. His cock felt so good in me and I knew I could fuck him forever since he had already blown his wad. I looked in his eyes and saw pure joy as my hands made their way to my tits. My hands massaged my big firm tits adding to the already extreme pleasure I was enjoying as I fucked this stranger.” Samina's eyes were in a glaze as she relived the episode in her mind.
I was now in state of such intense arousal that it took all my willpower for me not fuck my wife right there. This young lover of hers was something else. How did she get so lucky?
“I lost count of how many times I came with his dick in my pussy and my fingers at my clit. I was in paradise! I finally decided his cock had done all it could do for me and sent him on his way back to the beach. I stood naked on my balcony and watched the young stranger as he staggered back to his spot on the beach, collect his things and head back to reality!” Concluded Samina, and looked over at me.
“Wow!” I mustered. “It must have been intense?”
“It was, it really was.” She replied. “I can't tell you how much I enjoyed myself!”
I reached over and kissed her, inserting my hand into her panty, to find it damp. Samina was aroused telling me of her encounter.
“Oh pleaseee Umer, eat me now!” Samina pushed my head down to her crotch, and I gladly lapped up her flowing pussy cream.
As she started to orgasm, I stopped, and she let out a disappointed sigh. At that point, I mounted and fucked her. So aroused was she, that the orgasmed easily (a first for me!) just as I was shooting my load in her. But once again I noticed, that compared to her time with Paco, or Steve, she looked inhibited in her passion, and response when fucking me! I thought she let out a soft moan of disappointment when I unmounted her.
“I wish....” She said softly, then stopped.
“Wish what darling?” I asked wondering what was on her mind.
“Oh nothing, just a passing thought, nothing important.” She said, a distant look in her eyes. Clearly she did not want to talk about it, so I did not push her.
Thus far, Samina had started to open up a lot. There was no doubt in either of us that she enjoyed sex with other men immensely. And she had come a long way in the time we had been married. After her encounter in Miami, I thought we were fast reaching a tipping point, beyond which there would be no turning back. A sixth sense told me, that if I wanted to stop things, now was the time, as soon it would be difficult for her to do so, as she was really getting into this lifestyle. You see, at that point in time, I was not a true cuckold. I was just a man who got a kick out of knowing that his wife was fucking other men.
My manhood had not really been attacked as yet. I don't mean that literally, but rather figuratively. And a man cannot become a true cuckold until the walls of falsity regarding his manhood that he has built in his mind, are completely torn down. It is then, and only then that a man can truly accept and live with his beta sexual nature. But I was not there yet. In fact neither Samina, nor I had even thought along those lines. However, looking back on it now, it all seems so inevitable. Everything was proceeding down that path. And today? Well today I am successful professional, rich in every respect of the word, lacking only in what some would mistakenly judge as manhood, when in fact I believe (and both Samina and Pushpa agree) that I am more of man than most other men. First I was confronted by my true nature, and that led to inner conflict and turmoil, then I learnt to accept it, and finally, I realized that it was the truth of who I really was. In that I suppose, I have been luckier than most men, to have a wife who helped me along, and supported me all the way.
But, all that was in the future. For now the only indication (even though I did not see it as such) that my manhood was understated, was the fact that Samina seemed to be less than enthusiastic about having sex with me. I had suspected that was happening, but could not quite understand why. Eventually I put it down to the fact that she was getting so much sex, that it was hard for her to give a banner performance each time, and with me she could perhaps relax a little more than with her lovers. But I also suspected that she truly did have better sex with them, and although it did irk me a little, it was not enough to make me question myself, that would come in the future.
As had happened in the past, Samina appeared to have put the brakes on her sex life, outside our bedroom that is. But in fairness to her, she was working long hours, and had to make an unscheduled trip to Pakistan to be with her mother as she underwent emergency triple bypass surgery. The stress of the work, the trip, and the operation was clearly too much for her, and she did not seem to have the energy to pursue other men for quite a while.
We will never know how long things might have continued like that. Slowly Samina seemed to be getting over the stresses, and out of her funk. I did what I could to help her, but sometimes, even the most caring and loving spouse can only help you so much. Being unable to take time off and go on a cruise, Samina and I spent hours at the gym (probably the best place to work off stress!), going out a lot, to shop, and eat. Of course in the bedroom, our sex life seemed to have increased. Many an hour were spent with me massaging her, eating her out, and having sex with her.
Then, one day as we were walking out of our favorite restaurant, Samina mentioned that a colleague had approached her about taking part in an auction to raise money for the various charities that his social club supported. They had requested for donations, of clothing, art, sports equipment, which would be auctioned. In addition, they had also asked that people auction themselves or their skills. Samina being a fantastic cook, had decided to offer herself to be auctioned, as she thought that someone would surely want to bid on her to prepare a great meal. In return for her help, we were offered instant membership to the club, and more importantly, its golf facilities! So I told Samina to go for it.
In the weeks leading up the auction, Samina threw herself into collecting all she could to be auctioned. She begged, and pleaded, retailers, and suppliers to donate new clothes, sports stores to donate autographed photographs and memorabilia, she even prevailed upon a travel agent friend of ours to donate two tickets to Hawaii. The auction sponsors were truly astounded at what she had accomplished, and when she told them that she was offering her own time to be auctioned as well, their gratitude knew no bounds. The only hitch that came up was that when she told them, that was auctioning her time to cook a traditional sub-continental meal for the winner, they sponsors told her that they did not attach conditions to the time, only that the winner would have the opportunity to spend time with the person being auctioned. At that point, it was up to the winner and the auctioned person to decide what to do. Samina, did not find that condition to onerous and still agreed to let herself be auctioned.
The day of the auction arrived, and Samina was a nervous wreck. Her competitive juices were flowing and she wanted to be person who got the highest bid. She spent all morning trying to decide on what to wear. Initially she went through a bunch of western dresses, but then I mentioned that since she was going to offer the winner a traditional `desi` meal, maybe dressing in something more in line with that might be better.
She smiled and agreed, and then proceeded to take out a lovely dark green silk `sari` given to her by my mother. She did not chose the blouse that came with it, but rather went with one that she had secretly had made for herself a few days before returning the US from her recent trip to Pakistan. While the blouse my mother gave her, was a standard, half-sleeved affair, with high cut chest that displayed only her neck and upper chest area, the one Samina had designed, was to put it simply more like a tight, bikini top than a blouse. It was maroon, with cups that amplified, rather than hide her ample cleavage, and left the back bare, as the blouse was tied by a thing string around the back of her neck, and another one a few inches lower on her back. The effect was quite electric.
“So how do I look?” Samina asked, as she twirled in front of me. To complete the ensemble, she had tied her hair in long braid, put on a simple gold necklace, with matching earrings. She looked truly stunning.
“You will bring in more than all the others put together!” I said, making her smile.
"Going once! Going twice! Sold to I for twelve thousand dollars!" the auctioneer, John shouted.
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