Extreme Pleasure Through Extreme Cuckolding

Hello Everyone. My name is Prashant. I am settled in Dubai, though I am from Delhi, basically. Today I am going to share a real story of my life about extreme cuckolding with you. The story goes back to 2015 because that is when the real fun in the story began.

However, I would like to share with you the sequence of events that gave birth to my all-new fantasy, and the events that led to its execution. To make the story more interesting and erotic, I have also added some fiction to reality.

After graduating from a reputed Engineering college of Delhi in 2005, I joined a software MNC in Bangalore. I got married in 2007. Soon after my marriage, my company sent me to Dubai. After a few months, my company got a family visa for me, and soon, my wife Nisha also joined me in Dubai.

Ours’ was an arranged marriage. But soon we fell deeply in love with each other. Nisha was a beautiful girl with a height of 5’7”. She had graduated from Delhi University. She was convent-educated, and she was a traditional girl with high respect for cultural values. Perhaps it was the impact of her upbringing.

Apart from being beautiful and cultured, she had a curvy and juicy figure, which could make any man crazy. I was no exception. At the age of 22, she had a killing figure of 34-24-34. We used to make passionate love every night, and on weekends, even during the day.

Although she was shy and traditional, she used to enjoy all the sex positions and kinks I used to show and try with her. Life was really good. However, there was one problem. When I used to be in the office, she was alone at home. Unfortunately, we did not have any Indian neighbors.

She used to get bored and even depressed sometimes. She was finding it difficult to adjust to Dubai. But soon our problem got resolved. Nisha’s elder brother Arjun was an MBA graduate and had been trying for a job for 2 years. I referred my brother in law to them to a company, and they hired him.

Nisha was so happy to hear this news and was thanking me endlessly.

Nisha- Oh, jaanu, you are just awesome. I love you so much. I am so happy. You have hit 2 birds with one stone. Bhayya got a job, and finally, we will have someone of our own in Dubai.

Me- Yes. Finally, it will make life easy for you.

Nisha- Of course, jaanu and all this because of you. Today you can ask for anything from me, and I will oblige.

Me- Ok, then. I will ask for it at the right time. Let’s keep it due until then.

Nisha- Sure, jaanu. It’s due to me.

Soon her brother joined us in Dubai. We used to meet him quite often, and this made Nisha feel at home. Soon her parents visited Dubai to stay with their son, and that made Nisha really happy. We were now settled with a comfortable and happy life in Dubai.

In 2009, we had our first kid, and then in 2012, our second kid was born. I was promoted to be a project manager by now, and life was going on smoothly. However, things in our bedroom were not that spicy anymore. The excitement of the initial days was almost finished.

We had sex only once a week, and that too was kind of routine. Nisha was too occupied with raising our kids and household duties. Things were going on like this for quite some time, and it was making me restless. I used to think to myself, “Have we become too old to enjoy the pleasures of a married couple?”

Nisha used to take good care of her health. She had gained some weight after being a mother. But she was able to reduce most of it by doing regular exercise and yoga. With proper exercise, she was able to distribute it in the right places, e.g., to her hips, breasts, arms, or thighs.

All this made her sexier as her figure became more voluptuous. All this was great and made me fall even more for her. But she was not very keen or particular about looking beautiful or attractive to me. Some times I used to wonder why she has lost interest in sex.

As time passed, I was getting more and more pressure to ask her this question directly. So one night, when we laid down to sleep, I brought her close to me and said, “Jaan, may I ask you something?”

Nisha- Of course, jaanu. What happened?

Me- Don’t you think we have become completely inactive in the bedroom?

Nisha looked at me with questioning eyes. As soon she understood what I was trying to say, she took a deep breath and laid with her head down. I came closer to her and said, “Tell me, jaan. Why have we become so dormant in our bedroom?”

She said- Jaanu, it has been 8 years since we got married. How do you expect the wedding night’s excitement and thrill to last this long?

Me- Do you think we have become too old to enjoy each other’s company and have the pleasure of intimacy?

She kept silent.

I continued- We hardly have sex once a week now, and that too is very routine. Nowhere close to the passionate love we used to make. Do you remember? Don’t you miss it?

Nisha- Of course, I remember janu, and I do miss that.

Me- Then why can’t we have it now? Have we become too old to have that kind of passion anymore.

She remained silent for a while.

Finally, she broke her silence and said, “Jaanu, for the last couple of years, my prime responsibility has become taking care of the kids. They are still young at 6 and 3 years of age. By the end of the day, I am too tired to think of anything else other than having some rest.”

Me- Oh, jaan. I never thought of it that you might be having so much work to do. Let me arrange a maid for you.

Nisha- No jaanu. I don’t need a maid. I can’t trust anyone with my kids. I just want you to understand my situation.

Me- Of course, I understand jaan, and I am sorry for unknowingly putting undue pressure on you.

Nisha- No jaanu. You don’t need to say sorry I admit that I am depriving you of all the pleasures you deserve. I have not been a good wife lately.

Me- No, jaan, don’t say that. I am blessed to have you as my wife. No other wife would be so sweet and caring with her husband.

Nisha- That’s so sweet of you, jaanu. I appreciate your understanding of nature. But jaanu, I can no more see you like this. I wanna give you all the pleasures of married life again.

Me- How do we do it?

Nisha smiled and said- Maybe you can find a way to bring that lost excitement and passion back to our bedroom.

Me- I would love to do that. Let me find a way for it.

Nisha smiled- Good luck to you, jaanu.

From the next day, I started working on my mission. I searched on google, read some blogs, etc. But most of them suggested some unrealistic, impractical things. Then I landed on a website where people had written erotic stories about their real-life experiences or imaginary fiction inspired by their fantasies.

After browsing through some pages, the headline of one story caught my attention. It said- ‘Reigniting the lost spark in our married life.’ I immediately clicked the link and started reading that story.

It was written by an Indian person. A south Indian to be more specific. As I read through the story, I could relate my situation to that of his. He also wanted to end the boredom in his bedroom by spicing up things between himself and his wife. As I read further, the solution he found shocked me completely.

It was really weird and seemed the invention of a perverted mind. This was the first time I was getting introduced to this genre of sex, which is cuckolding. The writer explained how he searched a stranger man to have sex with his wife, with his consent, and in his presence.

How he sat in the same room and not only watched but also filmed the whole sex scene between his wife and that stranger. As he started to explain this evil idea, I felt disgusted at it initially. But as the story progressed, it was somehow turning me on.

The writer had explained every scene and situation in such an erotic way, that I could not help myself getting aroused thinking about the idea. He also explained how his shy Indian wife actually enjoyed the process. This was also something that I could also relate to myself as Nisha was also a shy woman.

In the end, the writer concluded that doing so not only revived his sex life but has strengthened the relationship between him and his wife. After reading that story, I got really interested in this genre of sex. I continued reading about it. For a couple of days, I researched a lot on the topic of cuckolding.

I read blogs, stories, and watched videos. This idea had captured my senses. After a few weeks, thinking about it was turning me on like hell. But I was afraid to talk to Nisha about it. I was afraid that she may get mad at me, and maybe she will accuse me of disrespecting her.

So I was thinking of how to talk to her about it. But I was not finding proper words. One night when we laid on the bed, my mind was lost in thinking about my new fantasy and how I should talk to Nisha about it.

Nisha came closer to me and said, “What happened jaanu? You look lost.”

Me- Nothing, jaan. I am fine.

Nisha- No. there is something I am sure. Please tell me naa jaanu.

Me- Nisha, you remember what we discussed a few weeks back, about regaining the lost intimacy in our married life?

Nisha- Of course, I remember. In fact, I was about to ask you. Did you find anything yet?

Me- Not yet. But I am working on it.

Nisha- Why it’s taking so long?

Me- Why, are you in a hurry?

Nisha- Why not? I want to give you all the pleasure you deserve and wanna enjoy myself with you.

Then after a pause of a couple of minutes, I asked her.

Me- Jaan, tell me one thing. Do you know what polyandry is?

Nisha- Of course, I do. A custom in which a woman is married to 2 or more men at the same time. Usually, those are brothers. Like Draupadi was married to Pandavas.

Me- That’s right, sweety. You know, it is still practiced in some parts of India.

Nisha- Really? I did not know that.

Me- Yes. In some places, one single girl is married to all the brothers of a family. These brothers can be anywhere from 2 to 6.

Nisha- Oh my God. 6 husbands of a single wife.

Me- Poor girls. Don’t know how they cope with this kind of marriage.

Nisha- Why poor? are they forced into these marriages?

Me- I am not sure about that. But jaan, having so many husbands. Isn’t it cruel with the girl?

Nisha- Well, it depends.

Me- What do you mean?

Nisha- I mean, it depends on the girl and her nature. I agree, marrying 4-5 people is torture, but marrying 2-3 men may not be that bad.

Me- Really?

Nisha- As I said, it depends on the girl. Maybe she will enjoy being in such a marriage.

Me- And how’s that?

Nisha- Come on, jaanu. You get to sleep with a different man every alternate day – a new man, a new thrill, new excitement.

Me- Oh my god, jaan. What are you saying?

Nisha- Why not? It’s very much possible. But after all, it depends on the girl and her nature.

I looked at her with questioning eyes, and she smiled at me.

Nisha- What, jaanu?

Me- Shall I ask you something? Would you have enjoyed being in such a marriage where you are married to 3 brothers at the same time?

Nisha was shocked at this question. Her cheeks turned red with shame.

Nisha- Shut up jaanu. What are you asking?

Me- Come on, jaan. It’s just an imaginary question. Tell me, naa.

Nisha- No jaanu. Please don’t ask me such questions.

Me- Please tell me naa jaan. You just said, naa, new man, new thrill every alternate day. Don’t you think you would have enjoyed being such a wife and…

She placed her hand over my mouth to shut me up. She lowered her eyes and was blushing heavily. A few seconds later, she removed her hand.

Me- You are not saying no. This means you think you might have enjoyed in such a marriage.

With a huge blush on her face, she smiled, and with lowered eyes, she replied, “Who knows, jaanu .. maybe!”

I hugged her so tightly and kissed on her cheeks and said, “Oh God, jaan. I never knew my shy wife can also be so naughty sometimes. I would have never thought of such a response from you.”

Nisha- Why jaanu, you don’t like me being naughty and a little kinky?

Me- Oh, I just love it when you show your naughty side to me. Mostly you are a very shy and traditional girl.

Nisha- Yeah, but it does not mean I can’t be naughty and kinky sometimes.

Me- Of course, jaan. In fact, your being a shy and traditional girl makes your naughty side even more seductive and killing.

She smiled and said- Then hurry up and find some ways to take advantage of that side of mine jaanu. Don’t you want to?

Me- Oh, jaan, I do, and I am not desperate for anything else in life as I am to see that side of yours’ in action.

Nisha- Then hurry up, sweetheart. You are making both of us wait so long.

Me- ok, jaan. Very soon, I will. I love you.

The next day our conversation was buzzing in my mind. It had given me a lot of hope. Earlier I was afraid that Nisha would not only plainly refuse but also may shout and create a scene. But after seeing her response last night, I was now encouraged to talk to her about it.

In fact, I could not wait for it to happen in real. I was just unable to get that thought out of my mind. I thought of taking my conversation to Nisha to the next level that night. When we laid down to sleep that night, I started the conversation again.

Me- Nisha darling, what kind of guys do you think most women like to have sex with?

Nisha- What do you mean, jaanu? All women like to have sex with their husbands.

Me- No, no. You didn’t get me. I mean, for example, men fantasize about having sex with women who have big breasts and ass. Similarly, what is that a woman likes?

Nisha- Well, different girls have different tastes.

Me- Is it true that most women like to sleep with men big fat cocks?

Nisha- No. This is true only for a minority of girls. Most women don’t care much about size, provided it’s not too small. The average size is all that most women need. But I know, most men think that we die to play with big cocks, because this is what they show in porn. Especially those black African guys. They have huge sizes, but for me, they are scarier than being attractive.

Me- Really, jaan? I used to think every woman craves for such big black cocks.

Nisha- I don’t think so. At least I am not fond of those.

Me- Then what do you like jaan? I mean, what are the best traits in a man when it comes to sex?

Nisha- I just want you, jaanu.

Me- That’s so sweet of you, my love. But still, I wanna know what you like.

Nisha- I think whether its romance or sex, the best virtue of man is being confident. Women like men who are manly and dominant, who can command and rule.

Me- Really, jaan? That seems really strange given all the popular feminist thoughts out there these days.

Nisha- But this is the reality, jaanu. Women love to be ruled, especially in bed. But they give this privilege to only those who are really deserving of it, and those are men who are full of confidence.

Me- I see ….and what else, jaan.

Nisha- In the beginning, we love to be touched gently and with care. We should feel that the man we are sleeping with is caring and loving towards us. He should make the woman feel special.

Me- And?

Nisha- Most women like to be loved jaanu passionately. Once we are into it, we want to be hugged and held tightly and kissed and smooched strongly. We love to take and give love bites.

Me- My God, jaan. I never knew your taste before. I think I need to improve myself.

Nisha- Oh, come on, jaanu. I am just telling you because you are asking. Otherwise, I have no complaints. You are an awesome lover.

Me- Thanks, sweety. But what’s the harm in improving. Come on, tell me more.

Nisha- We like creative men, who know different ways of making love and know different positions. We like innovative things. Doing the same things every night is boring.

Me- And what else jaan?

Nisha- Ok. One very important aspect is the man’s performance at sexual intercourse. I think this is one big problem with most men.

Me- What problem?

Nisha- Most men reach their climax much earlier than their women. This leaves women high and dry. Women hate this. They like men with excellent performance. They should last longer in bed and must make the woman orgasm before they reach theirs, or at least they both should reach together.

Nisha- Some men make women cum 2-3 times in a single session, and they are the rare gems. Some men cum too early to make her cum even once.

Me-Oh, my God, jaan. How do you know all this stuff?

Nisha- Oh, jaan, when we first came to Dubai, you remember I used to be lonely at home while you used to be in office? In those days, I used to read a lot. So I also read about sex sometimes.

Me- Oh, you naughty girl.

She gave a naughty smile.

Me- Ok, tell me how good I am in bed? How is my performance?

Nisha- You are good, jaanu. I have no complaints.

Me- Please be frank and tell me honestly.

Nisha- I am honestly telling you. Most of the time, you have been good.

Me- Most of the time?

Nisha- I mean, you have been good most of the time, but in recent times…

Me- What in recent times, jaan?

Nisha- Your performance has gone down.

Me- Really? You never told me.

Nisha- I didn’t want to embarrass you, jaanu. I am sorry.

Me- Come on, jaan. I must give you all pleasures. Tell me from when it is happening?

Nisha- For the last 1-2 years.

Me- Oh god. and how bad I had been?

She smiled and said – Shall I be honest, jaanu?

Me- Yes, jaan, please.

Nisha- In the last 2 years, I haven’t had an orgasm by intercourse 80% of the time.

Me- Oh, god, jaan. What are you saying? I never realized it.

Nisha- That is because I never let you realize. Didn’t you notice I have been asking you to make me cum by licking me and fingering before our intercourse?

Me- Yeah.

Nisha- That is because I am afraid I won’t have an orgasm via intercourse. So I need to have it another way. But jaanu, its no match to having an orgasm with intercourse. Actually, that is also one reason I have been less active in our bedroom with you lately.

Me-Oh jaan. I am so sorry.

Nisha- Oh no, jaanu. Please don’t be. It’s a very common problem in men, and I have no complaints with you.

Me- But still, jaan. I must improve myself.

Nisha- That is ok. But I don’t want you to take any harmful medicines.

Me- Don’t worry. I will find the best possible harmless way to regain the lost strength.

She gave a naughty smile- And until then, what will we do?

Me- I am gonna give you an intermediate solution soon.

She laughed- Intermediate solution? Please jaanu, don’t bring me any sex toys. I don’t like them.

Me- Hahaha, don’t worry, it will be all-natural.

She smiled- It’s fine then. I love you, jaanu.

Me- I love you too, jaan.

She hugged me, and then we slept together.

That’s it for the first part, guys. In the next part, I will share how I searched a perfect ‘bull’ for my wife and managed to convince her to fulfill my cuckold fantasy.

Stay tuned for the next part and send me your feedback at [email protected].