Diving into the world of cuckold – Part 2

On a slow Thursday afternoon, I got a call from Ashwini asking if I was still in for lunch that weekend. I replied affirmatively.

Hello everyone, I am Krish, a 29-year-old guy from Hyderabad currently residing in the USA. This is the second part of what happened the following weekend after meeting Ashwini for the first time after her marriage.

On Saturday, I got ready and visited her home. Ashwini’s husband, Anil, opened the door and welcomed me. Ashwini was busy cooking while I was getting to know her husband.

Once cooking is done, Ashwini joins us, and we all begin chit-chatting and getting more comfortable. Time flew by quickly; eventually, we all had lunch together and returned to our chit-chat.

I could sense eye communication between Ashwini and Anil, with occasional nods and awkward hand fidgeting.

Finally, I ask, “Is everything okay?”

“Yeah, everything is okay,” Anil replies, but his eyes say otherwise.

He was not comfortable, so I didn’t pester him anymore. Anil was hesitant, but finally, he mustered the courage to say it.

“Bro, em anukokapothey oka help kavali” Anil says. (Bro, please don’t mind. I need your help.)

“Ha bro, cheppandi,” I respond sincerely. (Sure, bro, tell me).

“Em le bro, naku oka fantasy undi bro. Daniki me help kavali,” Anil says.
(Nothing, bro. I have a fantasy, and I need your help with that.)

I don’t respond and keep staring at him.

“Actually, I am into cuckolds, bro. I want to watch my wife getting fucked, bro. But I want someone trustworthy and not some random tom dick or Harry.” he continues.

“I spoke with Ashwini about this recently and tried to convince her. She was on the edge. Finally, a couple of weeks ago, she accepted. I was happy but didn’t understand or know why until last weekend,” Anil says with a smile.

That made me nervous as I thought he might have known about Ashwini and my sex adventure last weekend. I still don’t say a word.

Seeing me nervous, Anil holds my hand and says, “Chill, bro. Ashwini told me about your past relationship and adventures. Also, I understand she is comfortable doing it with only you. I am happy my fantasy can come to fruition,” Anil continues calmly.

I listen to everything carefully but don’t say a word. While Anil was pouring his heart out, Ashwini went into the kitchen to fetch water.

When she returns, I grab the glass and gulp it down. Anil looks at me, desperate for an answer, while Ashwini has a subtle smile.

I stare at them for a while, smile, and nod affirmatively. As I nodded at them, I was unsure what Ashwini felt, but Anil was elated. Anil stood up, embraced me, and thanked me for accepting to fulfil his fantasy.

That embrace excited me, and I could sense I was getting turned on, but I ignored that feeling. I asked, “When do you want to plan it?”

“Now,” says Anil.

Confused, I said I needed a few clarifications. I asked Anil how it would work if Ashwini were okay to do it now, along with my inhibitions and requests. I bombarded him with questions and requests. Anil was calm, patient enough to answer everything, and ready to accommodate my requests.

While Anil and I were busy conversing, I saw Ashwini missing from the scene. I didn’t think much as I was too focused on the nitty-gritty details. All the while, I could sense something happening to me. I was getting turned on and becoming more horny. No clue why, but I ignored it as much as I could.

After a while, I saw Ashwini walk down the stairs. All dolled up in a maroon saree with a black sleeveless blouse, blushing as she approached me. Ashwini sat beside me and started rubbing my thigh, smiling at me.

Slowly leaning towards my shoulder, she says, “Rey Krish, sorry ra, nuvu yes chepputhavu ani telusu kani risk enduku ani inka nuvvu awkward feel avadu ani water lo Viagra add chesa.” (Hey Krish, I’m sorry, Ra. I know you would say yes. But to make it less awkward, I added Viagra in the water)

I looked shocked at Ashwini but was impressed by her planning. Now, my feelings make more sense. I let them out, making my dick hard as a rock.

Ashwini could sense my hard dick. She looked at Anil and nodded. Their eye conversation continued. Holding my hand, she guided me to their bedroom, and I followed. I took no measures to hide my boner as I walked upstairs.

Anil didn’t follow us but sat in the chair, watching as we walked towards the bedroom. I could see a smile on his face as I glanced a look at his face. Once inside the bedroom, I asked, “Entey mona denginchukuna vishayam cheppava ne mogudiki.” (Did you tell him about the last week’s fucking?)

“Ledu ra, mona car lo neku naku unna past gurunchi cheppa, appudu adigaru netho cheyadaniki okay na ani, actual ga nenu appudo fix ayanu thanu adigithey okay cheppudam ani wait for chesa and he did it,” Ashwini says with a wink.

(No, I didn’t. Last week in the car, I spoke about our past. That’s when Anil asked if I would be comfortable doing it with you. I have already decided it will be you, but I wanted Anil to ask for it, and I accepted it when he did.)

“Amma nee intha pedha plan vesava, nuvu mamul danivi kadu,” I say as I bite her neck. (OMG, you planned so much. You are not an ordinary one)

Ashwini chuckles and pushes me back, leans herself against the bed frame, and stretches her body, exposing her armpits to me. The Viagra effect, mixed with my fetish for armpits, makes me go mad and pounce on her, pinning her to the wall adjacent to the bed.

“Neku baga telusu nanu ela tempt cheyalo,” I say as I kiss her triceps and bicep region before sliding down to her armpits. (You know well how to tempt me)

Ashwini starts to moan as my lips touch her skin. No matter how much time has passed from the last time I fuck her, Ashwini is always a delight to bang. Pinning her to the wall, I bit her armpits, licked, and kissed all over the meaty area.

“Ah, mellaga Krish ahhh neku ee armpit fetish inka thagaledu ga,” Ashwini moans (Go slow, Krish. Your fetish for armpits hasn’t subdued a bit)

I blush and continue sucking the juicy region in and around her armpits on both hands. Moving my hands slowly to the left shoulder, I push the pallu down as I shift my focus from Ashwini’s armpits to her neck and shoulder.

Grabbing onto the pallu, I pulled it hard towards me, making Ashwini swirl and the saree off her body. No safety pins. Damn, she wanted the saree to go out even faster than me. I threw the saree aside.

Focusing my energy on getting her naked once again. While I threw the saree away, Ashwini focused on untying the petticoat knot along with unhooking the blouse. Ashwini also wanted this badly. I could sense from her actions. I smirk as I watch her. I strip myself naked to waste no more time.

My dick is already rock solid eager to get into some action. My naked body united with Ashwini’s, who was still in her bra and panty. I unhooked the bra and pushed the panty down to her knees, and she did the rest.

Once we both were naked, I pushed her onto the bed and fell onto her. Adjusting myself, I placed my dick on the entrance of Ashwini’s pussy. I could see Anil from the corner of my eye, and I shouted his name. Answered with a sigh standing at the entrance of the room, I guess, staring at my butt.

“Anil kanipisthunda, ne pellam puku dengabothuna,” I shout. (Anil, is it visible I am about to fuck your wife’s pussy)

He makes a sound confirming it to be negative. I hold on to Ashwin’s hips and turn her on the bed in such a way that our act is visible to Anil. Ashwini is shocked by this beastly act of mine but plays along. Anil says it’s visible now. I signal him to come close and have a better view.

Once I find Anil visible in my line of sight, I grab Ashwini’s legs and spread them as wide as possible. Pulling them closer to my shoulder, I thrust my dick deep. I thrust my dick with such force that Ashwini’s eyes widened as she moaned loudly.

I grab her hip and thrust deep, and start with more minor thumps to get used to. Once I got the flow, I started thrusting at a quick pace. Every stroke I do, I look at Ashwini. Then, at Anil and back at Ashwini and increased my pace.

“Em Anil enjoy chesthunava ne pellam ne vere vadu denguthuntey,” I say as I see Anil, who is touching himself, watching the act from the corner of the room. (What, Anil enjoying yourself watching your wife getting fucked by another guy?)

Anil doesn’t respond. I focus my attention back on Ashwini and start kissing her aggressively. I guess the Viagra and my lust combined made me a beast, and I was not holding back anything, neither my thumps nor my kisses and bites. I felt I was acting like a beast.

I was biting Ashwini’s lower lip, pulling it hard, and sucking onto it. Even with my strokes, I was pulling my dick outwards and thrusting with all my might with every stroke as deep as I could. I was on a different level that day.

Smiling as I watched Anil in the corner, I was mocking him now and then.

“Rey Anil, itu chudu bey,” I say as I remove my dick from Ashwini’s pussy and pull her down by grabbing her hips. (Hey Anil, look here)

I hold her face and squeeze it to make her mouth open, and then I shove my dick into her mouth and start moving it in and out.

“Chudu ra ne pellam ela na modda chekuthundo, dani rasalu na cum mix ayi unna na modda ne baga chekuthundi, deniki na modda chekatam baga istam telusa,” I shout at Anil as I gag Ashwini by pushing my dick deep into her throat.

(See your wife sucking my dick. The dick, which is mixed with my cum and her juices, you know what she enjoyed sucking my dick)

Anil looks at us curiously, and I look at Ashwini, who is confused and shocked. I smile and continue to mouth fuck her while I pinch the nipples and squeeze the boobs. My balls were hitting her chin. My hands were busy doing everything humanly possible to her boobs.

Ashwini pushed me away with all her might and started gasping for breath. I pushed my dick deeper and deeper into her throat, causing her to gag. I smile as she pushes me away. Gaining my balance, I again grab onto her, and this time around, I shove my dick into her pussy once again but from the back.

Not giving her much time to recover, I start pounding her from behind in the doggy style. Ashwini copes and adjusts her body to be in sync and move better. Her moans are loud and borderline shouting. Bending over, I grab her boobs and keep pounding her.

I look at Anil, and he seems to have been lost in his world, stroking his dick as I pound his wife. I never understood this fantasy and still don’t, but I didn’t want to waste my time on it.

I kiss the back of Ashwini as I fuck her from behind and cover almost the entire back and make it sloppy and wet. I keep going at her more for a while. I get bored with the position and pull out to change to cowgirl. I want to have some fun with her boobs.

Sleeping on my back, I look at Ashwini, who places herself on top of me. Adjusting herself, Ashwini starts jumping and squatting on me, moving on my dick. I enjoy the view of her boobs swinging.

After a couple of minutes, I hold her hips and move myself to match her movement and continue. Holding onto her boobs and squeezing them and pinching and pulling the nipples, I enjoy the act. All of a sudden, I push myself up, hug her tight, and start kissing and taking her in the lotus position.

Ashwini and I arch as we continue. In the lotus position, it hit her differently as she started to shiver and scream. I understood she might be close to her orgasm, but maybe because of Viagra, I wasn’t. I continued to pound and go fast and hard.

Lotus is a challenging position. But we managed and did it for a while before hugging and falling into a missionary, where I continued the strokes while Ashwini had her orgasm.

I was biting and sucking on her armpits as I pinned her hands over her head. While I did that, I could see Anil still in the corner staring at us. Seeing him still witnessing the act made me increase my pace and go all out.

Finally, after I didn’t know how long, I kept going on and on. Ashwini was in a lot of pain and wanted me to get it done soon, too. I nodded and went at top speed, and finally, I was on the verge of cumming.

I looked at Anil, who was straight ahead of me, smiled, and said, “Anil, ne pellam puku lo ne na load antha dimputhuna enjoy.” (Anil, I am unloading in your wife’s pussy.)

Hearing this, Ashwini was shocked and tried to stop me. But I had her pinned, and she was helpless, and I finally came and cummed hard inside her. Twerking as I unloaded the last ounce of my semen into her pussy I fell beside her with heavy breathing.

I could hear the door creak, and I assumed Anil had left us. Once I gain control over my breath, I turn and kiss Ashwini as I cuddle her and say, “It reminded me of our good old days, Ash. I missed you a lot, ra.” I freshen up and go to the living room, where I see Anil again.

I walk to him and apologize for my words and behaviour and say sorry. He brushes me off, hugs me tight, and thanks me. I smile and take a leave. As I reached my car, I noticed I was not done yet. I smirked and took my phone out to call my other partner to check if she was free.

The next day, I got a call from Ashwini, who told me what happened after I left. Anil, after sending me off, went back to the bedroom. Ashwini was naked with her legs facing the door. He stripped himself naked and went towards her and licked her pussy, and started to fuck her.

Ashwini was shocked when Anil licked her pussy as it had my cum, freshly ejected, mixed with her juices. She said she learned something new about her husband that day.

Though Ashwini enjoyed the fucking and all, she doesn’t want ever to do it again, and I respect her decision. Still, she wants to have a one-on-one session sometime in the future.

That’s it for now, folks. That’s what happened at their home, how I got introduced to the world of cuckolds. I shall write more about our one-on-one adventures in the future as they take place.

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