Cuckolding my wife

[Thedarkhorse09]

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My Wife – Part 1 (Husband’s Erotic Fantasy)

Kavita and I had been married for more than a year when I shared my erotic fantasy with her. During the initial stage of our marriage, things were really good. Kavita came from a very conservative family. Hence she was a virgin.

I took her virginity on our honeymoon. Kavita was very satisfied with me because she had nothing to compare me with. I was 24 when we got married, and Kavita was 21 years old.

Ever since college, I had a weird fantasy of seeing women get fucked in front of me. I say weird because it is not very common in India. I didn’t have any luck with girls in college because of my looks and nerdy behavior.

When I was in college, I somehow saw my mom getting pounded by my senior (that’s another story). So after completing college and getting a government job, I jumped at the opportunity to marry Kavita. I couldn’t complain when my mom chose Kavita for me. She was everything that I dreamed of.

We had sex at regular intervals, and she kept me very satisfied. Kavita wasn’t very comfortable with oral sex. After I requested her, she would reluctantly suck my dick, but she wouldn’t let me cum in her mouth or on her face.

About a year ago (1 and half years after our marriage), I told her about my fantasy while we were making love. At first, she was taken aback and felt very awkward and disgusted. But I kept saying this to her for over six months, and now that awkwardness had fazed out.

Kavita agreed to think about it while we had sex only because that turned me on. She had made it very clear to me that she would never sleep with anyone else. Kavita would often get turned on when I pretended to be a South Indian guy. She told me that she liked a south Indian senior in her college times.

I made it clear to Kavita that I was more interested in watching her have sex with someone else rather than me experimenting with some new girl. She, however, was unsure of even considering the idea.

Her primary concerns were our family prestige and our relationship. I didn’t know how to convince her but tried on every possible opportunity.

Finally, after six more months, when even Kavita leaned towards my fantasy, I came up with an idea. I told Kavita that let’s go somewhere for a vacation, and there she can fulfill my fantasy. No one would even know us there, and it would only be a one-time thing.

Kavita rejected it at first. But it took me another 2 months to finally convince her. So after 2 years and 9 months of our marriage and almost 1 and half years of convincing Kavita, she hesitantly agreed to fulfill my fantasy. But even now, she was unsure. I assured her that I would not force her.

Kavita was very reluctant about this idea. I assured her that there was nothing wrong with this. She was doing this only because she loved me, and no one would ever know about it.

My wife, Kavita, and I were settled in New Delhi. We decided to go to Mumbai for a 3-day vacation. We reached Mumbai, every guy I saw on the way, I could only picture my wife with him. I even told Kavita that many men are staring at her. But she would just nervously smile and let it go.

The first day passed, and there was no progress. Even the second day passed just like that, but nothing happened even that day. We fucked on the first night in Mumbai, but I was very upset with Kavita on the second night.

The next day we had to board the train back to Delhi in the evening. We didn’t talk much that day. I realized that my fantasy would only be a fantasy. The next day Kavita and I didn’t talk much. We stayed in the hotel till the afternoon. After lunch, we headed to the railway station to head back to Delhi.

Kavita could clearly see that I was upset and frustrated, even she remained quiet and didn’t say anything. We boarded the train. It was Rajdhani express from Mumbai to Delhi. Our seat was in a first-class lockable compartment. There were 4 seats, 2 were occupied by Kavita and me, and the other two were empty.

The train was about to leave the station when a guy in his 40’s entered our compartment. He was probably 6’ tall and had a big mustache above his lips and a very clean face. He looked at my beautiful wife. Kavita didn’t notice him. She was searching for something in her purse.

Now to tell you about Kavita, she was 23 years old then. She stood 5’4” tall. Kavita had decent 34 sized boobs, but her ass was the attraction point. Kavita wore a comfortable Patiala salwar below with a front slit kurti on top.

Kavita’s kurti had buttons on the front. If she pulled her hand up, her navel could be clearly seen.

The other man kept his luggage below the berth and adjusted in the berth in front of us. I was sitting near the window reading a magazine while Kavita sat next to me browsing her phone.

The TTE came and checked the ticket and informed them that the 4th person would board the train at Kota station, which would arrive at 3:00 AM.

Around an hour later, I was just flipping the magazine’s pages disinterestedly. Out of nowhere, Kavita started the conversation with this unknown man sitting in front of us. The conversation went like this.

“Are you traveling to Delhi, sir?” Kavita asked

“Yes, What about you?” He asked

“Oh yes, I was just here with some work,” Kavita responded

“And what about you, sir?” Kavita turned towards me and asked me.

I stared blankly at her. Like ‘what the fuck’ I thought in my mind

“Sorry to disturb you, sir. I mean, are you also traveling to Delhi?” She asked again

I couldn’t understand anything. I just nodded my head in yes.

“Looks like you are not a talkative person. I like to talk to people and get to know them when I travel,” Kavita added.

So far, I had no idea as to why Kavita was behaving like this.

“It’s ok, sir, some people don’t like to talk much, I understand. I will just talk to this gentleman here.” Kavita said confidently as she pointed towards the stranger.

Was this some kind of game? What was Kavita trying to do? This behavior was very unlike her, but still, I played along.

“I like to be by myself,” Finally I said something

“Got it, sir, I won’t be disturbing you then,” Kavita responded back to me. I had never seen Kavita speaking so confidently. Then Kavita turned to the stranger

“So what about you, sir? Do you also like to be by yourself?” Kavita asked the stranger.

“No, I get bored being by myself. I always need a good companion, and you seem to be a perfect one.” The stranger started flirting with Kavita

“Yes, perfect. So are you from Delhi,” Kavita asked, trying to make up a conversation.

“No, I am basically from Chennai. My name is Vijay Reddy,” the stranger introduced himself by moving his right hand forward.

“Oh! South Indian!” Kavita highlighted south Indian when she shook his hand. It was at this moment that I realized what my wife could possibly be up to. But still, I had my doubts and didn’t get my hopes up.

“My name is Kavita, by the way, sir,” Kavita said, retracting her hand from the handshake.

“Oh, nice name, please don’t call me sir. You call me Reddy. I prefer that,” Reddy said.

“Sure, sir. Errr… I mean, Reddy,” Kavita stressed on the word Reddy.

“At first, I thought you and this gentleman (me) were together,” Reddy said, pointing towards me

“Oh no, sir, you must be mistaken. He is not with me. My husband is back home. He didn’t have time to accompany me.” My 23-year-old shy wife had just made me a stranger in front of another stranger.

I was listening to their conversation while pretending to read the magazine. They were just talking harmlessly. Few hours passed by, and now I wanted to spice things up.

I wanted to know how far my wife would go or was it just flirting. So I thought to play my own game. After dinner was served at around 10 PM.

“Excuse me, could you please sit on that seat. I need to lie down for a bit.” I said to Kavita. Now I saw the fear in her eyes as she looked blankly at me, lost of words.

“Oh, Kavita looks like the gentleman is disturbed. Why don’t you come and sit next to me?” Reddy also added.

Now, this was a point to make a decision. Kavita still stared at me and thought for a few seconds, which felt like an eternity to all of us. Finally, to my shock, she got up from our berth and shifted to the seat in front.

“Please rest, sir. Hopefully, we won’t disturb you now,” Kavita again seemed to have got her confidence back. I was all confused as she used the word we. I was excited as hell to see how further my wife would go.

Reddy took out his phone his phone and started showing his army days photos to Kavita.

“Wow, I didn’t know that you were in the army. I bet you have a very good body.” Kavita said, placing her palm on Reddy’s biceps. Kavita looked at me for a second and then again went back to looking at Reddy’s phone.

“Well, women tend to like my body,” Reddy was now openly flirting with her.

“Oh, women! Looks like someone has been cheating on his wife.”

“Well, being in the army, I have traveled a lot and have had my share of women,” Reddy’s words now had an effect on Kavita. I could now see that Kavita had leaned onto him on the pretext of seeing something from Reddy’s phone. The side of her boob was crushing against his arm.

“Wow, you lucky man,” Kavita playfully said, giving his arm the feel of her boobs. I looked at Reddy, and I could clearly see that he was getting a bit uncomfortable. But I am pretty sure that he was enjoying every moment inside.

“Well, trust me, Kavita, the ladies are lucky to have me,” saying this, Reddy placed his hand around Kavita’s shoulder.

“I love to… (Reddy moved his lips towards Kavita’s ear). Hear my name from their lips in pleasure,” I saw Kavita tremble as he said that. She was now in Reddy’s embrace. She looked directly at me as if expecting me to do something.

All I could see was my 23-year-old wife in a South Indian stranger’s arm who was probably in his mid 40’s. I felt that this is the moment I got up from my berth and moved out of the first-class compartment.

As I moved out, I could feel that Kavita became nervous at being left alone with this stranger. There were a million thoughts in my mind as I was going out. What would Reddy do if now that he was alone with Kavita? Would Kavita stop him? I shut the sliding door but didn’t close it completely to peep inside.

As soon as Reddy figured that they were alone in the compartment. He pulled my wife like a flower and made her sit on his lap with her legs on either side of his thighs. Before my innocent wife could understand anything, his lips were on her mouth.

I saw Kavita resisting as she tried to pull back by placing her hand on his chest. But man, Reddy was a tough man. There was no way Reddy was going to leave this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

Reddy held my wife tightly as he sucked both her lips in between his. I was sure that Kavita was not responding to him. But now, she wasn’t even trying to pull back. I could clearly see Reddy trying to push his tongue between her lips. But Kavita kept his lips closed.

I saw Kavita’s hips slowly moving on Reddy’s thighs. This was the cue that Kavita was getting turned on now. Reddy moved his hands on her waist as she moved her hips. Kavita now broke the kiss and pulled back. She looked towards the door, and she could clearly see me standing there.

Kavita was still sitting on Reddy’s lap and looking at me. I had my mouth slightly open and didn’t give her any expression. As Reddy was about to turn towards me, Kavita held Reddy’s face by both her hands and placed her lips on his. I saw my lovely shy wife dominating a South Indian army man by her kiss.

I could clearly make out that Kavita had now slipped her tongue in his mouth. They both passionately kissed for god knows how many minutes. Reddy had now moved his one hand on Kavita’s 34C sized boobs. Kavita now herself directed Reddy’s head towards her boobs.

Reddy was more than happy to bite her boobs above her kurti. Kavita placed both her hands around Reddy’s neck and arched her chest forward. My lovely wife rolled her tongue on her lips, and Reddy unbuttoned the top two buttons of her kurti and licked her cleavage.

I don’t know what happened to me. I made a sound with the door as if I was having a problem opening the door. That brought my lovely wife, Kavita, back to her senses. Kavita quickly got up from Reddy’s lap and moved to sit beside him.

Reddy thought that I really had some problem with the door, so he tried to slide it open from inside. The door opened, and I saw Kavita buttoning her kurti as she tried to catch her breath. And I could clearly see a tent in Reddy’s pants.

To be continued

[Thedarkhorse09]

My Wife – Part 2 (The Perfect Stranger)

The moment I entered the compartment, Reddy excused himself and went out. I made sure that Reddy, the perfect stranger, was out of sight. Then I closed the compartment door again and turned back.

I saw my beautiful wife Kavita standing right behind me. As I turned back, she hugged me tightly. I could clearly feel that she was feeling guilty. I held her cheeks with both my hands kissed her forehead.

“It’s alright, you don’t have to feel guilty. I made you do it. You don’t have to continue if you don’t want to,” I tried to calm her down. Kavita looked at me and kissed me passionately. She made sure to push her tongue in my mouth.

I could clearly tell from that kiss that she was turned on by her act with Reddy.

“Do you want to continue?” I asked her.

“I don’t know. Do you want me to continue? Are you jealous?” My wife asked me back.

It was all my idea. I didn’t want Kavita to know that I got a bit jealous seeing her and Reddy kiss so passionately. But it even made me excited.

“No, I am not jealous at all if you continue. I will fully support you, baby. It was my idea, after all,” I encouraged her, hiding my emotion.

All of a sudden, she moved her hand onto my dick and felt my erect dick. I think my erect dick gave her the signal to continue.

“I would do anything for you. You sleep on the upper berth,” Kavita said, pressing my hard-on.

“So you are going to do it?” I asked her again.

“We will see,” she said and again started kissing me.

We kissed for a few seconds, and then she told me to go to the upper berth and pretend to sleep.

I unwillingly separated from my wife and moved to the berth above. As I was settling on the upper berth, Reddy returned from the washroom. Kavita gave him a glance and sat on her berth.

“Does anyone have to go out?” Reddy asked, holding the door of the compartment. I shook my head, and then he looked at Kavita. Even she said no. Reddy then locked the compartment from inside and switched off the light.

I looked at my watch, and it was 11:10. I was eagerly waiting to see who makes the next move. Or will I even get to see any action tonight? What was going to happen next? Many questions were running in my mind. I needed the answers.

I looked at my Kavita. She wasn’t talking at all. I am sure even she had a million thoughts in her mind. I was on the berth above Reddy’s. And Kavita was adjacent to my berth. Reddy stood up to remove his shirt. He was only in his white vest and black pant.

As he removed his shirt, he looked at me. I pretended to sleep. Reddy again went back and laid on his seat. Kavita just couldn’t take her eyes off Reddy’s tight muscular body. Reddy’s chest hair was somewhat visible from his vest. As far as I knew, that turned Kavita on because I saw her rubbing her thighs.

Kavita was glancing at both me and Reddy. Maybe she expected Reddy to make a move. But now, Reddy had comfortably laid back on his berth. Around 30 minutes had passed by now. But still, Reddy hadn’t made any advances on my Kavita. I couldn’t understand what was stopping Reddy.

Even Kavita had now laid on her seat. Kavita again looked at me and saw me pleading with my eyes. It was as if I was begging her to make a move. I looked at Reddy and found him staring continuously at my wife, Kavita. Reddy stared at my wife with pure lust.

It was as if we both were pleading to her with our eyes to make a move. Kavita closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

My heart came in my mouth when Kavita got up from her berth staring at me. She slowly started unbuttoning the buttons of her kurti one by one, now looking at Reddy. They both lustfully stared at each other as Kavita took the kurti off her shoulders and threw it on her berth.

Oh, god! My 23 years old sexy wife stood in between the berth in her bra and salwar. Kavita’s bra could barely cover her boobs as they tried to pop out. Reddy was as surprised as I when he saw Kavita taking such a bold step.

Reddy tried to get up from his berth. But my sexy wife seductively pushed him back to the berth by placing her hand on his chest. Kavita then got on top of Reddy by placing her legs on either side of his hips. Reddy boldly placed his hand on my wife’s sexy naked waist.

Kavita placed her hands on Reddy’s chest for support. Kavita moved her hips. I could clearly say from her expression that she was trying to feel Reddy’s dick. Kavita kept teasing Reddy by moving her hips on his dick. Reddy pulled my wife towards him by her hair and started kissing her ferociously.

As Reddy started kissing Kavita, I could see her body relaxing. Kavita’s hips stopped moving. It was as if Kavita had started to surrender her body to Reddy.

The next moment I saw Kavita moving her fingers in his hairs as their tongue unraveled in each other’s mouth. In the process of kissing her, Reddy had unhooked her bra and pulled it off her body. Now my wife was topless, kissing a south Indian army man in his 40’s.

Reddy broke the kiss and looked at her naked boobs. Reddy chuckled, looking at the soft pink areolas and slightly dark nipples.

“Your boobs are so flawless. They don’t have any marks,” Reddy said, squeezing her boobs like a melon.

“Aah, easy,” Kavita mumbled as she bit her lips.

“How long have you been married?” He asked

“Almost 3 years,” Kavita replied as Reddy pulled her nipple slightly.

“And yet your husband has not used them. They look so fresh. What a dumbass he is,” Reddy said, referring to me.

Kavita couldn’t reply. She looked puzzled at him.

“Don’t worry, I will make good use of them,” Reddy said and twisted her nipple

“Aaahhh ouch,” Kavita shivered, not knowing what he will do next.

Reddy again pulled Kavita for a kiss. He gave a hard peck on her lips and then got up from the berth. I quickly closed my eyes as Reddy glanced at me, making sure that I was asleep. He then moved his attention to Kavita, who was now lying on her back topless.

As Kavita lay on the berth, Reddy moved his finger on her lips, Kavita licked his finger, Reddy slowly moved his fingers down to her neck and then to her nipples. Kavita’s whole body trembled as Reddy’s finger circled around her pink areolas.

Reddy slowly moved his finger down and felt my wife’s flat stomach. Again Kavita’s body trembled with excitement as he moved his fingers around her navel. Reddy didn’t waste any time. He moved his hand further down and found the knot of Kavita’s salwar and pulled it.

Kavita opened her eyes and looked at Reddy as he slowly pulled her salwar down her legs. Kavita closed her legs for a moment and looked at me. I stayed mum. She could clearly see in my eyes that I was jealous and excited as another man was undressing my wife.

Reddy pulled the salwar off her legs with a little force. He quickly pulled his vest and exposed his hairy chest, The next moment his pant was off his body. Kavita stared at the bulge in his underwear as her breathing increased.

Oh, god! The sight. My 23-year-old was wife lying on the berth below me, only in her panty. Staring at a stranger’s dick trying to pop out of his underwear.

Reddy wasted no time and got on the berth above Kavita. Reddy’s huge 6 feet body swallowed my tiny wife beneath him as he started to kiss her. As they both kissed, I saw Reddy grinding his body onto my wife’s.

I was sure that my wife’s boobs were getting crushed below his chest. The next moment I saw my wife’s hand moving on Reddy’s back.

“Aah, ouch, be easy,” Kavita purred. I then realized that Reddy was pinching my wife’s nipples as he was kissing her lips. I saw both their body glued together as their tongue danced in each other’s mouths. My white wife kissing a fairly brown guy.

Reddy stopped kissing her and moved down, kissing my wife’s neck and finally taking her nipple in his mouth. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good,” Kavita moaned. Reddy rolled his tongue around Kavita’s nipple and pinched her other nipple in between his fingers.

I saw Kavita moving her hand downwards. And the next moment, I saw my wife’s hand in Reddy’s underwear. My heart skipped a beat as I saw Kavita stroking Reddy’s dick in his underwear while Reddy licked and pinched my wife’s boobs.

I had a hard-on seeing my naughty wife playing with a stranger’s dick. Kavita pulled Reddy’s underwear down so she could have complete access to his dick. I saw her hand moving rapidly.

Reddy stopped kissing her and got in between Kavita’s legs. He placed both his hands on her hips. Before I could understand anything, I saw Reddy pulling my wife’s last piece of cloth off her legs, and Kavita lifted her ass to support him.

Reddy folded Kavita’s legs on her shoulder, and now I knew that this stranger was going to fuck my wife. I saw Kavita’s legs stretched back to her shoulders, revealing her cleanly shaved pussy. Reddy placed his dick on Kavita’s pussy, and they both looked at each other. I could see fear in my wife’s eyes.

“Aah,” a moan escaped my wife’s mouth, and I realized that Reddy was in. I saw Reddy’s hips moving inwards and Kavita biting her lower lip. Reddy again pulled back his hips slowly and pushed it again in. From my wife’s slow moaning, I could realize that he was finally penetrating my wife.

Kavita pulled Reddy by his shoulders and crossed her legs on his hips. Reddy kissed my wife as his dick moved in and out of her pussy. I thought that Reddy must be in a hurry to fuck my wife, but it was the other way around. Reddy was taking it slow, and my wife was becoming the aggressor.

Reddy was grinding his upper body on Kavita’s boobs as he slowly fucked her. “Aah,” screamed my wife as Reddy bit her neck. Reddy had now increased the speed, and I could see his hips moving back and forth like a pendulum. My wife’s soft moaning had turned into little screams.

The compartment was filled with Kavita’s screams, Reddy’s groans, and ‘thap thap thap’ noise. I saw my wife digging her nails in Reddy’s back and moving her hips to match Reddy’s hard strokes. Kavita kept moaning as her body trembled, and she hugged Reddy very tightly.

From Kavita’s expression, I could feel that my wife had erupted her juices on Reddy’s dick. Kavita’s breathing increased, and she stayed like that for a while. Reddy again started fucking my wife, slowly at first. My wife pulled Reddy and sucked his lips as he banged my wife’s pussy.

Reddy had moved back up again and was now fucking my wife in a 90-degree position. He cupped my wife’s boobs with both his hands as he thrust his dick deep into my wife’s pussy. I knew that he wouldn’t be able to hold much longer.

Now I wanted to see where Reddy would cum. Surely not in her pussy, I thought. Reddy was just ferociously fucking my wife, and even his breathing had increased now. Was he going to cum inside her? Was Kavita aware of the fact that Reddy was going to cum in her pussy?

They were both lost in their own world while fucking. Reddy was mauling her boobs harshly while Kavita had her hands on his hands.

“I am going to…,” Reddy didn’t even complete the sentence when I saw Kavita quickly moving her hands down and pulling his dick out of her pussy. As she pulled Reddy’s dick, his cum sprayed out on my wife’s flat stomach.

Kavita looked in disbelief as Reddy cummed on her stomach. Few drops even fell on her boobs. Reddy relaxed and sat back on the berth. Kavita searched for something to wipe the cum off her body. When she couldn’t find any tissue, she took Reddy’s underwear and wiped the cum off her body.

Both me and Reddy looked at my wife, wiping Reddy’s cum off her body. Her hair all messed up, and she was sweating. Kavita quickly wore her salwar and kurti (without bra and panty) and walked out of the compartment, maybe towards the washroom.

Meanwhile, I saw Reddy taking my wife’s bra and panty. He kept Kavita’s bra and panty in his bag. What he did the next moment had me terrified. Reddy took the mobile phone kept on Kavita’s berth and dialed his number from that phone.

I saw his phone ringing. I then realized that he wanted Kavita’s number for the future. But what he didn’t know was that it was my mobile and Reddy had my number.

[sri7869]

Good start

[Blackdick11]

Great start!

but don't you think your story would get more attention if you posted it in the english forum instead of here? Just a thought!

[qazmlp]

Awesome !!!

[Bakchod Londa]

What a night! feel like the night is just getting started and the night is still young, plenty of fun to be had before the train reaches its final stop.

[Bhikhumumbai]

Good Story. Pl continue. But Not with Ready.