American dream: Hubby arranges different males for my pleasure

This is a true story. Names have been changed for privacy. I am Niki, now 39 years old. My husband, Deb, is the same age. We both hold PhDs. He is a professor at a reputable US university. I work for a reputable company, but my work pressure is relatively low, allowing me to stay at home for extended periods.

We got married in 2012 in India. It was an arranged marriage. After the wedding, we moved to the USA. We now have two beautiful kids. We had a great sex life after marriage, as we were both virgins before marrying. However, Deb’s hectic work schedule started taking a toll on our sex life.

Since 2020, Deb’s promotion and increased workload have required him to travel frequently. He couldn’t devote time to me or satisfy my sexual desires. Our sex frequency reduced to once a month or every two months.

Around January 2020, Deb came home exhausted and lay down on the bed. I was desperate for sex and needed attention. I hugged and kissed him to arouse him, but he told me, “Please don’t disturb.” He then fell asleep. I started crying and couldn’t sleep the entire night, feeling frustrated and worried that my sex life was coming to an end at just 35 years old.

The next morning, Deb woke up and hugged me.

Deb: “Sorry, baby.”

Me: “Why?”

Deb: “I know you cried last night. I know the reason. I’m too busy and unable to satisfy your desires.”

Me: “It’s okay. We love each other, and we have two lovely kids. That’s all I need.”

Deb: “No, baby. I know you need sex, lots of sex, every day and night.”

Me: “Yes, I do. But I don’t want you to sacrifice your career and stay with me 24/7 just to have sex.”

Deb: “Listen, baby. Love and sex are different. You love me, and I love you. Nobody can change that. But sex is like food that you need.”

Me: “So, you don’t need that food? Lol?”

Deb: “I also need it. That’s why I try to have sex at least once a month. But due to my hectic traveling and work, I couldn’t give you the time and pleasure you deserve.”

Me: “So, what’s on your mind? I feel like you want to say something.”

Deb: “You know I told you before marriage that I’m very ambitious. I want to be a university president. You know that position is powerful and comes with a high salary. We need money for our kids and the luxury life I want to provide for you.”

Me: “Yes, I know. That’s why I never asked you to sacrifice your goals. I always support you.”

Deb: “You’re always sacrificing a lot for my ambition. You took a low-paying, low-level job to take care of the kids.”

Me: “I can do anything for my kids and my husband.”

Deb: “Then I can also do anything for my wife’s pleasure.”

Me: “What are you trying to say? You’re already working hard for us.”

Deb: “No, baby. I don’t want you to sacrifice your sex life for me. I know you need sex every day, every night.”

Me: “My dearest hubby” (I hugged him). “You’re trying to say something, I guess.”

Deb: “Yes, right. But I don’t know how to say it or how you’ll react.”

Me: “We’ve been married for eight years. We’ve always been very frank with each other. Please, let’s be frank always.”

Deb: “As I said, love and sex are different. I always love you. What if I arrange a toy to satisfy your sex desire?”

Me: “What the fuck! A toy?”

Deb: “What if a sex toy can satisfy your sex desire?”

Me: “What do you mean by a toy?”

Deb: “You remember we used to watch porn together. We saw some porn where a man had sex with a woman in front of her husband.”

Me: “What??? I’m really stunned. You mean I’ll have sex with another man? Have you gone mad? And you’ll be okay with seeing another man fucking me?”

I was really angry and upset. I was about to leave the room, but Deb held my hand.

Deb: “Wait a minute, baby. Listen to me. Consider that man as a sex toy. There’s no emotional attachment involved with that man. He’ll just satisfy your sex desire. And regarding your question, how I’ll feel, I’ll be happy to see my wife happy. You sacrifice so much for me, our kids, and our family. At least I want to see you sexually happy. You’re not cheating on me. Also, that man will satisfy you in my presence, so you’re safe. Just treat that man as a toy – nothing else. Love is only between you and me. Everything else is just for our pleasure. Please try it once. If you don’t like it, I won’t pressurize you. Please, baby, try it once. After that, if you say no, it’s no. No more requests from me.”

Me: “Please leave me. Let me go to the kitchen, have breakfast, and go to the university. I don’t want to talk about it at all. Please.”

Deb had breakfast and left. The kids went to school. I had the day off from my company and was at home. But Deb’s words kept running through my mind. I opened a porn site and watched some cuckold porn. I became horny watching a hunk with a huge, thick penis fucking a wife in front of her loving husband. Deb’s words, “love and sex are different,” kept running through my mind. I thought my husband really loves me and wants to see me happy and my sex desires satisfied. I decided to give it a try.

I texted my husband: “Sorry baby for getting angry this morning. I’m ready to give it a try.”

Upon receiving my text, my husband called me immediately.

Deb: “So happy that you agreed to give it a try, baby. I’ll post an Ad on some sites, shortlist some potential guys, and discuss them with you. Please tell me anything special you need.”

I was a bit shy but also feeling horny.

Me: “Yeah, a very hygienic guy, good body, and…”

Deb: “And?”

Me: “Can’t you guess, baby?”

Deb: “Yes, honey, I can guess. A guy with a thick, big penis.”

I was blushing and ended the call.

A week later, my husband showed me a shortlist of some guys. All were local. We decided to select a complete stranger with no connection to us. We chose a white American, 6 feet tall, who also sent us pictures of his penis. My husband and I had a video call with him first. He sounded nice and was a construction worker.

We then asked him to meet us at a mall near our house. After the initial meeting, I liked the guy. My husband told him we would notify him if we wished to proceed. If so, what would be the next step? The guy was nice and said, “No pressure. Please proceed only if Niki ma’am wants. I don’t want to have sex with her unless she’s ready.” I really liked his words.

After coming home, I told my husband, “Yes, I want to start with this guy and see how it works.”

We then invited him over on a weekday when the kids were at school. The guy took a day off and came to our house.

So, let me break it down – my husband was totally cool with the whole situation, and he actually encouraged me to get cozy with the guy. At first, I was a bit nervous, but the guy was really gentle and took his time to make me feel comfortable. We started with some small talk, and then he began to touch me, caressing my body, and kissing me softly. I could feel myself getting turned on, and before I knew it, we were making out like crazy.

As things heated up, we decided to take it to the bedroom. My husband was watching us, but he wasn’t participating – he just wanted to make sure I was okay and enjoying myself. The guy was amazing, and he knew exactly what he was doing. We tried all sorts of positions – missionary, doggy style, cowgirl, you name it. I was loving every minute of it, and the guy’s big penis was just what I needed. I mean, it was huge, and it felt so good inside me.

At one point, I decided to suck his penis, and oh man, it was incredible. I love giving blowjobs, and this guy’s penis was perfect for it. I could feel him getting harder and harder, and I knew he was close to cumming. My husband was watching us, and I could see the excitement in his eyes. He was loving the fact that I was enjoying myself so much.

We had sex three times that afternoon, and each time was better than the last. The guy was a total stud, and he knew exactly how to please me. My husband was happy to see me so happy, and he even joined in a bit, touching me and kissing me while the guy was fucking me. It was such a turn-on, and I felt like I was in heaven.

After a few hours, the guy got dressed and left. My husband and I just looked at each other, and we both knew that this was something we wanted to do again. The guy had been at our house for about 4-5 hours, and it had been an amazing experience. We were both exhausted but exhilarated, and we couldn’t wait to do it again.

After he left, my husband asked, “How was it?”

I hugged my husband and said, “I always loved you. Today, I love you even more. Most Indian husbands want to keep their wives in jail, but you satisfied my sex desire with a sex toy.”

Deb: “Can we continue? If yes, I suggest we do it with different men, because the same man may start getting emotionally attached to you.”

Me: “Yeah, Deb, I loved it and want to continue.”

That’s how it started in 2020. It’s now been around four years. I’ve had sex with over 100 different men. In fact, I’m now addicted to having sex with different men. Even when we go on vacation, my husband arranges for a man at the hotel. We went to France this summer, and I enjoyed three French men during our trip at the hotel.

I’m now really living my American dream. I will continue this as long as I wish. I’m so lucky to have a supportive husband. Hopefully, I can have sex with over 1,000 men in my lifetime.

Thanks for reading.

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