Unfaithful Husband’s guilt leads to planned cuckold

This story will be narrated from the footsteps of husband Jeshwant.

My (Jeshwant) drenched juicy dick was pounding deep into the pussy of bent Charulatha. “Ahh. Jeshu,” Charu was moaning with her sweet, girly tone. My thick cock continued to pierce into the hole between her meaty, bubble-ass cheek.

Her milky ass cheeks jiggled with my every pounce. My hands firmly held the sides of her sexy ass cheeks. I pushed my dick as deep as I could. Charu cried, “Ufff. Jeshu.” That’s when my phone started ringing for the second time on the bedside table.

My attention moved from Charu’s meaty ass to the phone’s display with my wife’s picture. The call was from Shreya, my wife. Charu sensed the slowing pace of my dick and the reducing girth. Even after informing my wife about being late due to extra work at the office, Shreya called me.

Shreya might have called to ask whether I had dinner or not. Shreya was a lovely wife. Charu, kneeling and bending on the bed, quickly reached for my phone and silenced it. Charu even turned the phone upside down. “Ah, Jeshu,” she moaned, moving her ass into me to bring my attention back to her ass.

Charu is my office colleague. I had been banging the 28-year-old 5-foot-tall hottie for the past 3 years. But after her marriage a year back, our meets and fucks dried out.

Charu crawled around and dragged me over her. She then pushed me onto the bed, saying, “It’s been six months. I was waiting for this day, Jeshu. I missed you and your dick very badly.” Her comments brought back the bull mode. She expected me to reply, but I stayed mum.

She wiped clean my dick off all her juices with her clothes. “Jeshu,” her lips near mine. The way she utters my name, especially in bed, was always poisonous to hear. My hungry instincts made me grab her chin and lock onto her lips.

I suck her lips like drawing honey out of the net. She breaks the kiss, “Ah. I loved this bull side of you, Jeshu. Keep kissing. Ufff,” she locked her lips again. This kiss was much wetter and wilder than the one when we started. She placed my hands over her massive soft boobs.

Charu climbed with her hefty 36-sized firm boobs held unfulfillingly into my hands. I squeezed her cushiony boobs and rubbed/pulled her small dark nipples with our continued kissing. Her soft hands grabbed my dick which was ready and rock hard again. She broke the kiss and moved to my dick.

Charu was excellent at using her lips and tongue on my dick. She always gave me an unforgettable blowjob. The way she grabs the dick. The way her thick wet tongue slides along the sides of my nervy cock, reaching the dick head. The way her small lips gulp my balls one after the other.

The way her killer eyes watch me while her lips suck the tip of my dick head. The way her long hair gently touch and move around my dick. Holding her hair, the moan and words automatically come out of my lips, “Ahhh. Charuu. Keep sucking. Ufff.” The way she rubs the dick head a feathery rub with the tip of her index finger.

Oh god, neither my wife Shreya nor other women gave me such a blowjob. After preparing my dick, she climbed and positioned herself over me. She holds my cock and slides into her, “Jeshhu. Ahh.” Charu closed her eyes, resting her bangles-laden hands on my chest.

She starts to move her hips, moving my dick in and out of her pussy. Her heavy boobs jiggle as she moves. Oh god, I can’t digest her seductive expression. That’s when I remembered that this was her husband’s place. We waited six months for a day for her hubby to be away.

This was only the second meeting after Charu’s marriage. Moving her hips in circles, she bends and starts sucking my chest and nipples. Charu was always horny in bed. “Yeshu. Fuck me,” she climbs down and moves to sleep at the edge of the bed.

She enjoys me pounding her hard with my dick hitting her pussy with a sound. After my wife’s call, Charu had tempted me wild. I quickly moved and pushed my cock into her after raising her legs. I lunged my cock with huge thrusts, harder and harder.

With every thrust, Charu cried moans. She had played music in the hall to muffle the noise from reaching the neighbouring houses of the apartment. I kept pounding her. I understood she was nearing her orgasm when she gasped for air and said, “Yes, don’t stop.”

That’s when I started rubbing the clitoral hood after every thrust. I then increased the pace of thrusts. Breathing heavily, she relieves with a smile. My dick oozed with her juices. I, too, wanted to relieve. I slapped her boobs and pounded her till my cum built up.

I pull out and shoot my cum all over her boobs and navel. A few droplets fall over her neck and bed. Both sweating, we huddle and sleep, hugging each other. The time was half past midnight.

“When is he returning?” I ask about her husband. “Tomorrow. Don’t talk about him, Jeshu,” she replies.

I take a shower using her hubby’s body wash. I bid bye with a tight hug and a wild kiss. I drive back home with the taste of Charu on my lips.

I enter the dark home, tired of fucking Charu with only a single LED glowing over the dining table. I could watch my wife and 5-year-old son sleeping in the bedroom. I switch to night clothes, latch the main door, and sneak under the blanket next to my son.

Shreya, with closed eyes, moves to sleep next to me, moving my son away. She mumbled in sleep, “Did you eat? So much work, ha?” She wraps her arm around me, hugging me into a spoon. She slept, cramming her face onto my back.

For the first time in years, I felt a tinge of guilt while my wife’s warm breath hit my back. Being tired, sleep should have come so easily to me. But that night, I could not sleep. All my unfaithful days started moving around me. The first instance of cheating my wife up until tonight.

In our 7 years of marriage, I had been with 5 different pussies. Shreya pulled me closer her pressing her boobs onto my back and putting a leg over me. My wife, Shreya, too was very pretty as well as hot. She resigned from her HR profession 2 years ago to look after the household.

During her office days, she could have had any man she wanted. But I knew very well she was faithful. She had blocked many men and their moves. A strange thought crossed my head. What will I do if my wife gets banged by someone else?

If he fucks Shreya in front of me like a cuckold. I started questioning. Why I started fucking other females even when my wife was hot as well as horny in bed. Maybe I was basically like that. I couldn’t stay with one pussy and wanted to fuck around pussies.

Wasn’t my wife bored of a single dick and single lips?

My phone glows for a message from Charu. “Yeshu. You could have stayed the night. I couldn’t sleep. I miss you.” Another message read, “Today was the best I ever had with you, Jeshu.” I replied, “Yeah. I, too enjoyed too much after a long time. Good night.” Saying this I cut the chat with Charu.

That night, I decided to reveal my cheating episode with my wife.

How will I do that? What will be the price I will pay for hurting her?

Will my guilt disappear after revealing my cheating? Will I be jealous of her moves while she gets banged like a dog in front of me?

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