Adultery Shiva watched his wife being fucked by neighbor uncle (cuckold) (Upd Sep 14)

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Shiva, driven by intense lust, thrust his face against Ramya’s breasts, alternately sucking on them while pounding hard and furiously into her pussy—*thud, thud*—asking, "Ha... ha... tell me... what happened then?" as he continued to thrust into her.

Fully savoring the pleasure derived from her husband's passionate pounding, Ramya cried out, "Ah... Shiva... you're killing me... you're tearing my pussy apart!" She further aroused him by lifting her hips to meet his forceful thrusts, actively pushing back against his cock as it drove deep into her.

As Shiva passionately pounded his wife's pussy to his heart's content, he asked—floating in a haze of lust—"Ah... tell me... what happened next?"

"The moment desire began to stir within me... my will to resist him gradually faded, and my body started to cooperate with him... my pussy began to get wet... I stopped resisting him," Ramya said, pausing her story. "Ah... Ramya... Ramya..." Shiva murmured, showering kisses all over her face; he sealed her lips with his own, planting a passionate, deep kiss, and then—thrusting his cock forcefully into her pussy—he asked...

"As soon as my resistance began to fade, he seemed to realize that desire was rising within me. Seizing the moment, he hiked my saree up to my waist, used his knees to spread my thighs, and positioned himself between them; pinning me down with the weight of his body, he began pressing and rubbing his cock against my pussy..." Ramya paused, looking into the eyes of her husband, Shiva, who was pounding away at her pussy.

Her husband, Shiva, seemed lost to the world; moving in a trance-like state, he fucked her pussy furiously. Thrilled by the intense thrusts of her husband—who was moving like a man possessed, seemingly intent on pulverizing her pussy—Ramya moaned in ecstasy: "Ah... Shiva... Mmm... Sss... Ah... Oh God... Shiva... you're tearing my pussy apart... Shiva... you're mashing my pussy to a pulp..." Murmuring this in a daze, she arched her hips, thrusting her pussy upward to meet his powerful strokes. Shiva urged Ramya on, saying, "Don't stop... tell me... tell me what happened next." (Ramya smiled to herself, thinking, "My husband has taken the bait; he won't let up until I describe lying in another man's bed," and proceeded to recount the rest of the dream in detail.)




"As he pressed his burning-hot cock firmly between my labia and rubbed it against me, the gushing wetness from my pussy made everything slick and messy, coating his member in my juices. He lifted his hips, guided his erect cock with his hand, and aligned the head with my opening. Locking eyes with me, he suddenly thrust his massive cock deep inside, burying it fully into the depths of my womanhood until it was submerged right up to the hilt. I let out a sharp cry, wrapped my legs tightly around his waist, hugged him fiercely, pressed my body against his, and clung to him with intense passion," Ramya said, pausing her story.

As Ramya described the dream in vivid, minute detail, Shiva was driven wild with lust. Moaning "Ah... Ramya... my Ramya," he lifted his hips and thrust his cock forcefully and rhythmically into his wife's pussy, crushing her body against his in a passionate embrace. Pressing his member deep inside, he gasped, "I'm coming... Ah... Ramya... I'm coming..." He spurted hot, thick semen into the folds of her pussy, delivered a few more vigorous, passionate thrusts, and planted a deep, intense kiss on her lips before collapsing exhausted onto her naked body. 

At that very moment, Ramya also experienced a powerful climax; for a few fleeting moments, both were lost in the blissful haze of their lovemaking. Ramya, recovering first, decided not to let her husband know that she, too, had reached a climax.

"What is this? You finished so quickly—unlike usual," she said, playfully teasing Shiva.

"I don't know... hearing you describe another man's cock sinking into your pussy like that made it impossible for me to hold back my desire," he said, adding, "Can I ask you something, Ramya?"

Ramya knew exactly what her husband was about to ask. Her heart was pounding with excitement as the long-awaited moment arrived—the moment when the words she had orchestrated through her elaborate plan would finally be spoken by him. Realizing that these words would mark a turning point in her life, she felt a light sweat forming on her palms. She gently stroked her husband's back with affection to hide her inner emotions and, striving to keep her voice as steady as possible, said, "Go ahead and ask."

In his current mood, Shiva was in no state to notice any of this; he simply asked in his own way. "I've had a desire for a long time..." he began, then paused.



"Mm... tell me," Ramya said, struggling to steady her racing heart and her body, which was trembling with anticipation.

Shiva hesitated, adding a condition before asking: "You mustn't get angry after I ask this."

"Okay... I won't get angry. Tell me," Ramya replied.

"It has long been my intense desire to see another man fucking you, just like in your dreams," Shiva said, sealing Ramya's lips with his own.

Ramya’s eyes widened in shock; she made muffled sounds of protest—"Mmm... mmm... mmm..."—and pushed Shiva away with both hands.

Despite her resistance, Shiva climbed onto her naked body... Wrapping his arms around his wife's body again, he kneaded her breasts and suckled them alternately; then, he slowly lifted his head to look into Ramya's eyes.

Ramya feigned anger and stared intensely into Shiva's eyes.

Intimidated by the intensity in her gaze, Shiva said, "I told you beforehand not to get angry with me..."

Ramya burst into laughter and asked playfully, "Then what were those words?"

Relieved, Shiva took a deep breath and said, "Phew... you really scared me."

"Alright, but you 'finished' before I did... now take care of the business down there," Ramya said coquettishly.

"I just finished... I'm not aroused again yet... Do one thing... continue that dream you were telling me about earlier... it really turned me on," Shiva said.

"Oh, you're too much..." Ramya said, blushing deeply.

"No, no... please... I really liked that dream of yours... listening to it put me in the mood... tell me... tell me... please, please," he pleaded.


"Oh, you're terrible... I just blurted things out in the heat of the moment when you were on top of me earlier... please... I'm terribly shy about it," Ramya said, feigning reluctance and dragging out the moment.

 

Shiva pleaded again, "Please tell me... if you tell me that, I'll be ready and on top of you in two minutes... and for you, even more...You said you weren't out, didn't you? If you want another round, you have to finish telling your dream," said Shiva, effectively cornering his wife, Ramya.

Ramya replied, "Oh dear... I can't even remember where I left off."

Feigning reluctance to speak about it, but picking up exactly where his wife had left off, Shiva recounted: "As his cock got drenched in your juices, he lifted his hips, slid his hand between us to grip his erect member, and thrust the head right into your opening; looking straight into your eyes, he drove his long cock deep inside you in one swift motion, burying it fully until it was submerged right up to the hilt..." Hearing Shiva repeat her words verbatim—without missing a single syllable—it was now Ramya's turn to be astonished. It became clear to her just how intently Shiva listened to her and how deeply he cherished and internalized every word she said.

"Alright, then," Ramya said, and continued her story...

"He lifted my saree up to my waist, used his knees to spread my thighs apart, and began pressing and rubbing his cock against my mound..."

Shiva pressed and rubbed that cock—now slick with her juices—against her thigh; he squeezed her breasts, took turns sucking on them, and placed a hand on her crotch to caress her, kneading her labia with his fingers. As his cock—burning hot like a glowing ember—pressed and rubbed against my pussy, juices began to flow from within me before I even realized it...

Interrupting Ramya mid-sentence, Shiva asked, "How did it feel to have another man's cock pressed and rubbing against your pussy like that—to feel your juices flowing?"

Ramya looked into Shiva's face. His eyes seemed distant, as if he were no longer in this world but had drifted into some realm of fantasy. Observing her husband in this state—where he seemed lost in his own thoughts—and recalling how she had earlier gauged the intensity of his desire for another man to fuck her by watching the computer, Ramya now clearly understood something. As she watched the emotions playing across his face while he listened to the erotic, fabricated fantasy she had been describing for the past thirty to thirty-five minutes, she realized that the idea of another man fucking her wasn't merely a casual wish for her husband; it was an overwhelming, powerful craving. Moreover, as Ramya described how another man was fucking her, she watched her husband Shiva’s eyes and saw the vivid fantasies playing out in his mind; she fully grasped just how intense his desire was. Deciding to fully arouse and satisfy him with her words...



"As that other man pinned me down on the bed, overpowering me so I couldn't move, and ground his erect manhood against my pussy, I felt desire rising and my pussy getting wet—something I didn't even want to happen. I was begging him, 'No... let me go... don't do anything to me...'"

"So, what happened then?" Shiva asked, his voice filled with impatient eagerness.

"He wedged his legs between mine and forced them apart; because he was positioned there, my thighs spread wide, and my pussy opened up completely along with them."

"Ah... aah..." Shiva—who was already fondling and kneading Ramya's pussy—gripped it tightly and squeezed hard. The mixture of the semen he had just deposited inside her and her own juices surged out in a warm, sticky rush onto his hand... It was taking hold... none of this mattered to Shiva anymore. Losing himself in the moment, he listened as his wife, Ramya, described how another man had fucked her; visualizing the scene unfolding before his eyes like a movie, he drifted into a fantasy world, his body growing hot with arousal.

As her husband gripped and kneaded her pussy, Ramya moaned sensually—"Sss... ahh... Shiva..."—and began to elaborate further on her fabricated fantasy. "The moment my pussy lips parted, he propped himself up on his hands, reached between us, and grasped his erect cock. He positioned the head against my open lips—since I was already getting wet—and began rubbing the tip back and forth across the folds of my pussy..."



"Sss... ah... Ramya... can I ask you something?" As he climbed onto Ramya, Shiva held his fully engorged cock—swollen and straining—and pressed its head firmly against the folds of her pussy, rubbing it there as he asked her passionately...

Ramya, wrapping herself around her husband Shiva with equal passion, breathed, "Sss... Ah... go ahead and ask..."

"When the head of my cock was pressed and rubbed against your pussy like that... what did it feel like? How did you feel? Tell me the honest truth—don't lie," he asked.

Ramya, knowing exactly what kind of answer her husband was expecting, spoke without a moment's hesitation: "After all, I’m a woman of flesh and blood, aren't I? I’m telling you the honest truth, Shiva—when a man lies right on top of me and drives his hard, erect cock between my labia, pressing and grinding it firmly against my folds from one end to the other... tell me, Shiva, what woman could possibly resist that? I find myself constantly aching for the moment he’ll plunge his cock deep into my pussy and fuck me with raw passion—waiting for the moment he’ll shove it all the way inside me." "Believe me, I was aching for the thrust of his cock..." saying this, Ramya wrapped her legs around her husband Shiva's waist, locked her lips with his, and planted a passionate, deep kiss.

As Ramya pulled her lips away, Shiva—fully aroused—pressed his erect cock firmly against the lips of her vulva, rubbing it there while waiting for what she had to say next.



The moment Ramya broke the kiss, he asked, "What happened next?" He then parted her labia and positioned the head of his erect cock right at the entrance of her vagina. Since he had already ejaculated once, the earlier urgency was gone; this time, he listened to her words and tried to mimic the way the other man had fucked her, immersing himself in the sensation of that act. "That’s when I spoke... it was as if he heard the words in my heart; he thrust his cock fiercely into my pussy, driving it all the way in until the base hit my pussy lips," Ramya said.

That was it—the moment the words left Ramya's lips, Shiva thrust his cock fiercely into her pussy, driving it deep until the base slammed against her pussy lips.

"Sss... Ah... Shiva..." Ramya said, embracing her husband tightly again, savoring to the fullest the thick, full sensation of Shiva’s cock filling her pussy completely.

"Sss... Ah... Ramya..." Shiva murmured in ecstasy, wrapping himself around his wife. "How did it feel at that moment when my cock was buried deep within your pussy?" he asked again.



"It felt exactly the way it would for any woman at that moment... that’s how it felt for me too," Ramya said, teasing her husband.