Adultery Samantha Cuckold Story

[bobby007]

It was 2017.


Samantha Ruth Prabhu was getting married to Naga Chaithanya in a month. They were so busy that they rarely got any time to spend together. But Naga was so desperate to get her alone. He had been badly wanting to bring up the topic for quite some time. So, under the pretence of making arrangements in Goa, Naga and Sam planned to go together…and spend a couple of days (and nights) together.

It had been a sunny day. So, the sand was still warm in Majorda Beach even when it was 5:30 PM in the evening. Except for a few people in the distance, the beach was mostly deserted.

Naga Chaithanya stretched out as he lay on his back. To someone looking from outside, he seemed quite relaxed. But inside, he was very nervous and maybe even slightly ashamed of what he wanted to ask his fiancé.

He turned to look at her.

Samantha was lying beside him, her toned arms stretched with her palms holding her head. She wore a thin bikini, but anyone who had a 6/6 eyesight could see her nipple’s areolas shining along the border of her top and even get a glimpse of the nipple poking out beneath it, if they tried hard enough. The top was that thin. It was just there for keepsake…not really meant to hide anything…nor was it meant to make her look naked. Just a fine line. Naga glanced down his fiance’s body. Her clean shaven armpits with inviting, sensual folds were staring at him in his face. He could smell her perfume…mixed with her real body odour…and it was seductive.

Her toned midriff was shining with a sexy complexion in the light of the setting sun. Her navel rose up and below as she breathed. He badly wanted to touch her there and finger it. He knew Sam loved being touched in her navel. It was her erogenous spot. To be honest, she was erogenous everywhere. All you had to do was kiss her in the neck and she would immediately lean on you and moan, as if she was completely wet below. Naga knew he still had to explore a lot of erogenous areas in her body. As of now, he only knew of her neck, armpits and navel. Just sliding one finger into her navel was enough to make her want to suck your dick. She even confessed once that she agreed to do a movie (and to sleep with the director) precisely because the director complimented her navel.

That was when Naga got tempted. When he heard stories of Sam sleeping with directors, it stirred something inside him. Of course, she didn’t go into details thinking it probably would hurt Naga’s feelings to talk about other men she had slept with. But Naga was curious to know more. He had tried poking around but he hadn’t got many details out of her.

First of all, Sam was a shy girl. Of course, all through her Cine career, she had slept around with a lot of men. But she was shy. She rarely made the first move and even after everything was over, she barely talked about it to someone else, even if it was her fiancé. She just wanted to put it past her and keep it private. Moreover, Sam was a loyal woman. Ever since they got engaged earlier this year, she had refused to sleep with anyone (and there were lots of requests). So, she didn’t like talking about her earlier nightly adventures anymore.

Lost in thought, Naga’s eyes wandered below her belly to her toned thighs. She was lying with her legs bent, with thighs slightly spread wide. So, he could see the flesh and the muscles in her thigh quite well. Sandwiched between her two thighs was the g string that covered her pussy. The G string was as thin as her top but it did a better job of covering her pussy than her top did of her breasts. The only thing visible was a few strands of pubic hair. Naga had asked her not to shave her pussy anymore (he liked seeing women with a Dani Daniels-like bush) and Sam had obeyed his orders.

These were what conflicted Naga about the question he was about to ask her now. She was loyal to him and didn’t speak of other men. But she obeyed his words too. So, he didn’t know what kind of reaction to expect from her when he broached the question.

“Hey, honey?”

Naga Chaithanya came out of his thoughts and found Samantha staring at him, her lips curved into a smile.

“You’re staring too much at me, hon.” She winked.

“Well, can’t I?”

“You can. But it just makes me blush…so, turn away!” She tried to push him aside but he caught her hand and moved closer.

“I can’t turn away when you are lying by my side, in near-nakedness. You dare tempt me and ask me to turn away?!”

Sam laughed and broke eye contact, blushing. “You made me wear this. You gotta blame yourself.”

Naga placed a hand on her exposed belly and gently rubbed it. The reaction was instant. She let out a sigh and closed her eyes. Her one hand gently touched his hand on her belly.

“Sam?” He whispered.

“Hmmm”. She spoke in a lower voice than usual. He knew she was turned on.

“I’ve been wanting to ask you something.”

She didn’t reply so he went on.

“What do you think of cuckold relationships?”

She turned to look at him, slightly frowning. “Why, hon?”

Naga backtracked a bit, worrying about revealing his intentions. “Just asking.”

“Cuckolds…There are lots of those people in Cine industry, Naga. I’ve met a lot of them.” Samantha played with her hair as she answered. Naga was peeking at her armpits and the supple flesh of her arms as she played. “Some of them seem to enjoy it while some of them have had their marriages destroyed by that behaviour. So, I don’t know. Personally, I can’t imagine why one would want their partner to have sex with someone else.”

Naga resumed rubbing her belly, bringing his finger close to her navel. “Maybe the person wants to have their partner treated by someone else, in a way they themselves can’t treat them. Maybe he wants her to get satisfied by someone in a way he can’t satisfy her.”

Sam let out a sound that was somewhere between a sigh and a moan.

“Tell me, darling.”

“I….if it is satisfaction they want…then…it is okay.” She looked at him when she said that and Naga instantly knew from her look that she was turned on. So he pursued the topic further.

“So, let’s imagine I ask you to sleep with another person. Will you do it?”

Sam frowned. “What are you talking about?”

Naga Chaithanya took a deep breath and dived right in. “Look, babe. I love you a lot. You know that. This is just my fantasy. I want to see you with someone else. Not just someone else, but with a passionate guy who would touch you in all the right places and show you heaven like I can’t.”

Sam punched him softly in his shoulder and Naga got a glimpse of her brownish left nipple under her top, when she moved her hand.

“Hey! What are you talking about? Nobody can show me heaven like you can. I already am satisfied with you.”

“No, darling. I mean…you just get normal pleasure being with me. But I want you to feel the heaven. I want you to feel something so freaking pleasurable that you just don’t want it to end. Have you ever felt that with me, be honest?”

Sam turned away at the question and her eyes were distant. “No”, she whispered.

Naga bent down and kissed her cheek. “See! That’s what I mean. If someone could take you to that place, and I myself am giving you the permission…won’t you do it?”

He gently slid his finger inside her navel and she squirmed, grabbing his hand. “Yessss..!!!!”

Naga smiled and he felt as if a big weight had been lifted off his chest. He felt like a child waiting for Christmas.

“So, what type of men do you like?”

Sam was blushing harder than he had ever seen her do so. “Let’s talk about this later..”

“No! Now..!! What type do you like?”

There was a silent moment before she answered, in a voice so low that he had to ask her twice before he understood. 

“Big…bulky…dark guys.”

“Woah!” Naga was already having a boner. “Oh, you mean like the African American pornstars that appear on the porn videos we both watch together?”

“Kinda.” Sam was whispering in a squeaky, submissive, feminine voice now. “Anyone gritty, big and dark…not necessarily pornstars.”

“Oh! You like guys older than…Hey!“

Sam had stood up shyly and began walking away. “I’m going to our room.”

Naga stood there, eyes transfixed on her fully exposed firm ass cheeks under the G-String. They were peppered with sand and were jiggling and rubbing against each other as she walked fast, trying to get away from him before he could ask more private questions. Naga’s hand was already on his crotch watching her walk away.

“Man! Is that your girl?” He heard a voice behind him.

Naga turned around to see a guy standing behind him. He had barely noticed him come closer. The guy was watching Samantha walk away.

“Yes!” Naga answered.

“That ass!” He whispered, with eyes glazed. “You’re a lucky guy.”

Saying so, he walked away, his eyes not moving even an inch away from Samantha as she receded into the distance.


Naga was rubbing his boner so hard now. His mind was already imagining things.

To be continued...

Nice good start