Ravi and Kavita were a happily married couple for nineteen years and had a healthy sexual life filled with experimentation with various sexual activities / fantasies. One of the fantasies that Ravi harboured was to watch Kavita have a good time with some other man. It remained a fantasy for a long time and both of them have good sex while Kavita would tell him made up stories of having sex with other men. But on a journey back to Mumbai, Kavita on an impulse, only trying to give a real feel of the fantasy to her husband, engaged in teasing him with a stranger, Narang travelling with them. The things got further and Kavita actually cuckolded Ravi.
If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next and also about their relationship, post this incident...
Chapter 2.
For Kavita nothing was as before; she was anxious not knowing how Ravi would take it. She started the whole thing on the notion that she will only tease Ravi and will give him a real feel of his fantasy but she got involved in it and could not stop herself. First time alone with Ravi after that night, she found out that he is indeed cuckolded; she can see it written all over his face. It was confirmed when he was obsessed with her boobs which have teeth marks left by Narang. They had a long talk over it and Kavita was relieved to find him happy and realised that he was going through all the emotions of a true loving cuckold. Kavita had a wonderful experience and knew it would be difficult for her to forget it.
She could not help compare the two men. On one side was her husband whom she loved so much and who is so loving and caring towards her and on the other hand was this unknown guy who brought out the raw lust in her. She felt loved and cared with her husband but longed for the hard touch of a man, a man who could fuck her with animalistic rage and use her body for his pleasure.
Almost fifteen days passed and they were in the bed.
Kavita grabbed Ravi's hairs and moaned softly as he licked her pussy, "Yesss... good boy..."
Ravi moved his tongue between the pussy lips and lapped eagerly feeling her arousal, he too was excited beyond control as they were in sixty nine positions and Kavita was slowly licking and stroking his hard manhood.
"Was he rough with you," he spoke in hoarse voice, slightly lifting his head from her crotch.
"Don't stop..." she pushed back his head.
"Yes... he was..." she flicked her tongue over his shaft, "he took me very forcefully," she spoke arousing him further.
Ravi knew this is not just some made up story from her this actually happened right under his nose. He witnessed her loud moans and cries when Narang fucked her. He started to eat her with renewed vigour while Kavita stroked and licked his cock with utmost care to prolong the pleasure as much as possible. Ravi kneaded her buttocks and drove his tongue deeper into the pussy and urged her to take him into her mouth.
The whole scene played and replayed in his mind, how till last minute he was not sure if Kavita would only tease him or will actually do it with Narang. He could not believe it when she undressed and went to his bed. He knew he could not last long and thrust forward his cock. Kavita too stopped teasing him and slurped in a large part of the cock inside her hot mouth. Almost instantaneously he started to cum.
After having his pleasure he concentrated in pleasuring his wife who held her head with both hands and guided him. Kavita closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, craving for the strong hands of Narang on her body, his mouth on her breasts, pinching and biting her. She grabbed one hand of Ravi and placed it over her boobs and moaned.
"Harder..." she groaned, "take me...ugggg..." she bucked her groin and convulsed into a hard orgasm.
...
"You know Narang called today," Kavita spoke to her husband after they finished eating each other and lay panting.
"What he want," Ravi was all ears.
"He called earlier also as I told you, he wants to continue... you know," she put her head on his chest.
"What did you say," his breathing increased.
"Off course I refused," she spoke quickly, "but you know I feel very bad, I have leaded him into this."
"He thought that I am in a bad marriage with you," she continued, "that is why all that happened and he was insisting that we should meet. He was not able to understand why I am saying no... so I told him the truth."
"What!!" he exclaimed, "You told him everything?"
"Yeah, I have to make him understand that everything is fine between us and that I am happy with my husband... he seems to understand and was even laughing at himself to be fooled so easily."
"Ohh."
"So what do you say, should we meet him," she asked.
His heartbeat quickened as he realized that his wife is asking to be with another man. He snuggled closer to her and kissed her softly on her lips.
"I don't know what you think."
"I never thought that I would ever do it but it happened... Moreover I thought that you never let it happen in real although you were always excited about it... but you did... and you are pretty cool about it," she spoke slowly, caressing his hairs. "Now he is insisting for one more time... last time."
Ravi's heartbeat quickened as he listen to her, "do you want to do it," he spoke with a lump in his throat.
"I think one last time won't hurt... if you are OK with it," she whispered almost choking.
He felt a pang of jealously; meeting a man who has fucked your wife was never in his fantasies, but the thought that she wanted another man to fuck her, aroused him. The thrills from the fact that his wife was well fucked by a man were all that he ever thought. In his fantasies the other man never had a face or a feeling, its only sex, but now Narang is a real man about whom his wife is talking. Everything that happened or would happen would be for real and she likes it.
Whenever he was in bed with his wife the 'other man' was always between them, not physically, but in his mind. It drives him crazy and he simply cannot get Kavita's word out of his mind 'He has left his mark on me.' This is what he wanted all the while, his hot wife and mother of two grown up daughters, to be taken by some stud while he watch. He cannot forget the lust on her face when she went to Narang. He kissed her all over her body. He was unconsciously being extra caring towards her as if protecting some precious thing, which belongs to someone else.
Kavita has told Ravi that she had done it one time and would not consider repeating it, but her resolve weakened when Narang called her. She was reminded of how erotic the experience was but she managed to somehow stall him. However, just fifteen days passed and she was considering letting the lust guide her instead of her mind, 'one last time and then never again, she will be a regular wife again.'
...
So it was fixed and Saturday night they were meeting Narang at his house for dinner. Kavita came out of the shower wrapped in a towel, water dripping from her wet hairs. She smiled and sat in front of the dresser drying her hairs. No matter how many times Ravi has seen her like this still it never fails to arouse him. She removed the towel and picked up a yellow panty from the drawer. He watched her slipping on the tiny panty over her buxom buttocks. The panty looks even smaller over her curvy frame, just the two triangles in the front and back. The front triangle was barely able to cover the fluffy and swollen cunt. He was mesmerised watching the mound hidden behind the tight fitting.
"What are you looking at," she blushed, "go out and wait for me," she lovingly admonishes him and he reluctantly walked towards the living room.
Ravi settled down in a sofa finding his daughters and father enjoying the highlights of Cricket World Cup match.
"Wow!! What a shot," suddenly Neha their elder daughter shouted pointing at the TV. Ravi was snapped out of his trance and glanced at the TV.
"Where were you lost daddy," she asked, "you never saw that shot."
"I was thinking about the business and I can always look at the replay," he pointed at the replay of the shot being played.
"Since when did you start thinking about business," his father looked at him in an amused manner.
All of them stared laughing including Kavita who just got into the living room and heard what her father-in-law said. Ravi knew it was all in good humour and he also laughed sheepishly. He looked at his wife and found her the same loving wife, mother and daughter-in-law who took care of the entire family. It's hard to imagine that she was the same women that day with him in the train and who is ready to go out with him to meet her lover.
"Wow Mom!! You look great," Neha shouted excitedly as Kavita stepped out of the bedroom dressed in her usual saree, a blue one this time.
Kavita smiled at her daughter's compliment, "and you don't wear this short pant when you go out, these are too short," she instructed her while Neha made a bad face.
Neha was their elder daughter eighteen years old and was in last year of her school while Priya the younger one was sixteen. Both of them were after their mother and past their puberty, especially Neha who has grown up into a woman, her ass filling up the shorts and the breasts were barely able to be contained in the top she was wearing. She watched as her parents walked out for a dinner with a friend.
Neha knew they won't be back till morning as her mom has already told her that if her dad drinks too much, she won't be driving back home late in the night. Neha smiled as she knew that the house would be her tonight, the granddad would soon retire to his room after having early dinner due to his health problems and the maid would leave around eight, which leaves Priya, who is no problem to manage. She intended to slip in her boyfriend to her bedroom tonight.
...
Ravi drove the car and frequently glanced at his beautiful wife sitting on the front seat.
If you are still with me... Here is the tale of what happened next and also about their relationship, post this incident...
Chapter 2.
For Kavita nothing was as before; she was anxious not knowing how Ravi would take it. She started the whole thing on the notion that she will only tease Ravi and will give him a real feel of his fantasy but she got involved in it and could not stop herself. First time alone with Ravi after that night, she found out that he is indeed cuckolded; she can see it written all over his face. It was confirmed when he was obsessed with her boobs which have teeth marks left by Narang. They had a long talk over it and Kavita was relieved to find him happy and realised that he was going through all the emotions of a true loving cuckold. Kavita had a wonderful experience and knew it would be difficult for her to forget it.
She could not help compare the two men. On one side was her husband whom she loved so much and who is so loving and caring towards her and on the other hand was this unknown guy who brought out the raw lust in her. She felt loved and cared with her husband but longed for the hard touch of a man, a man who could fuck her with animalistic rage and use her body for his pleasure.
Almost fifteen days passed and they were in the bed.
Kavita grabbed Ravi's hairs and moaned softly as he licked her pussy, "Yesss... good boy..."
Ravi moved his tongue between the pussy lips and lapped eagerly feeling her arousal, he too was excited beyond control as they were in sixty nine positions and Kavita was slowly licking and stroking his hard manhood.
"Was he rough with you," he spoke in hoarse voice, slightly lifting his head from her crotch.
"Don't stop..." she pushed back his head.
"Yes... he was..." she flicked her tongue over his shaft, "he took me very forcefully," she spoke arousing him further.
Ravi knew this is not just some made up story from her this actually happened right under his nose. He witnessed her loud moans and cries when Narang fucked her. He started to eat her with renewed vigour while Kavita stroked and licked his cock with utmost care to prolong the pleasure as much as possible. Ravi kneaded her buttocks and drove his tongue deeper into the pussy and urged her to take him into her mouth.
The whole scene played and replayed in his mind, how till last minute he was not sure if Kavita would only tease him or will actually do it with Narang. He could not believe it when she undressed and went to his bed. He knew he could not last long and thrust forward his cock. Kavita too stopped teasing him and slurped in a large part of the cock inside her hot mouth. Almost instantaneously he started to cum.
After having his pleasure he concentrated in pleasuring his wife who held her head with both hands and guided him. Kavita closed her eyes and enjoyed the moment, craving for the strong hands of Narang on her body, his mouth on her breasts, pinching and biting her. She grabbed one hand of Ravi and placed it over her boobs and moaned.
"Harder..." she groaned, "take me...ugggg..." she bucked her groin and convulsed into a hard orgasm.
...
"You know Narang called today," Kavita spoke to her husband after they finished eating each other and lay panting.
"What he want," Ravi was all ears.
"He called earlier also as I told you, he wants to continue... you know," she put her head on his chest.
"What did you say," his breathing increased.
"Off course I refused," she spoke quickly, "but you know I feel very bad, I have leaded him into this."
"He thought that I am in a bad marriage with you," she continued, "that is why all that happened and he was insisting that we should meet. He was not able to understand why I am saying no... so I told him the truth."
"What!!" he exclaimed, "You told him everything?"
"Yeah, I have to make him understand that everything is fine between us and that I am happy with my husband... he seems to understand and was even laughing at himself to be fooled so easily."
"Ohh."
"So what do you say, should we meet him," she asked.
His heartbeat quickened as he realized that his wife is asking to be with another man. He snuggled closer to her and kissed her softly on her lips.
"I don't know what you think."
"I never thought that I would ever do it but it happened... Moreover I thought that you never let it happen in real although you were always excited about it... but you did... and you are pretty cool about it," she spoke slowly, caressing his hairs. "Now he is insisting for one more time... last time."
Ravi's heartbeat quickened as he listen to her, "do you want to do it," he spoke with a lump in his throat.
"I think one last time won't hurt... if you are OK with it," she whispered almost choking.
He felt a pang of jealously; meeting a man who has fucked your wife was never in his fantasies, but the thought that she wanted another man to fuck her, aroused him. The thrills from the fact that his wife was well fucked by a man were all that he ever thought. In his fantasies the other man never had a face or a feeling, its only sex, but now Narang is a real man about whom his wife is talking. Everything that happened or would happen would be for real and she likes it.
Whenever he was in bed with his wife the 'other man' was always between them, not physically, but in his mind. It drives him crazy and he simply cannot get Kavita's word out of his mind 'He has left his mark on me.' This is what he wanted all the while, his hot wife and mother of two grown up daughters, to be taken by some stud while he watch. He cannot forget the lust on her face when she went to Narang. He kissed her all over her body. He was unconsciously being extra caring towards her as if protecting some precious thing, which belongs to someone else.
Kavita has told Ravi that she had done it one time and would not consider repeating it, but her resolve weakened when Narang called her. She was reminded of how erotic the experience was but she managed to somehow stall him. However, just fifteen days passed and she was considering letting the lust guide her instead of her mind, 'one last time and then never again, she will be a regular wife again.'
...
So it was fixed and Saturday night they were meeting Narang at his house for dinner. Kavita came out of the shower wrapped in a towel, water dripping from her wet hairs. She smiled and sat in front of the dresser drying her hairs. No matter how many times Ravi has seen her like this still it never fails to arouse him. She removed the towel and picked up a yellow panty from the drawer. He watched her slipping on the tiny panty over her buxom buttocks. The panty looks even smaller over her curvy frame, just the two triangles in the front and back. The front triangle was barely able to cover the fluffy and swollen cunt. He was mesmerised watching the mound hidden behind the tight fitting.
"What are you looking at," she blushed, "go out and wait for me," she lovingly admonishes him and he reluctantly walked towards the living room.
Ravi settled down in a sofa finding his daughters and father enjoying the highlights of Cricket World Cup match.
"Wow!! What a shot," suddenly Neha their elder daughter shouted pointing at the TV. Ravi was snapped out of his trance and glanced at the TV.
"Where were you lost daddy," she asked, "you never saw that shot."
"I was thinking about the business and I can always look at the replay," he pointed at the replay of the shot being played.
"Since when did you start thinking about business," his father looked at him in an amused manner.
All of them stared laughing including Kavita who just got into the living room and heard what her father-in-law said. Ravi knew it was all in good humour and he also laughed sheepishly. He looked at his wife and found her the same loving wife, mother and daughter-in-law who took care of the entire family. It's hard to imagine that she was the same women that day with him in the train and who is ready to go out with him to meet her lover.
"Wow Mom!! You look great," Neha shouted excitedly as Kavita stepped out of the bedroom dressed in her usual saree, a blue one this time.
Kavita smiled at her daughter's compliment, "and you don't wear this short pant when you go out, these are too short," she instructed her while Neha made a bad face.
Neha was their elder daughter eighteen years old and was in last year of her school while Priya the younger one was sixteen. Both of them were after their mother and past their puberty, especially Neha who has grown up into a woman, her ass filling up the shorts and the breasts were barely able to be contained in the top she was wearing. She watched as her parents walked out for a dinner with a friend.
Neha knew they won't be back till morning as her mom has already told her that if her dad drinks too much, she won't be driving back home late in the night. Neha smiled as she knew that the house would be her tonight, the granddad would soon retire to his room after having early dinner due to his health problems and the maid would leave around eight, which leaves Priya, who is no problem to manage. She intended to slip in her boyfriend to her bedroom tonight.
...
Ravi drove the car and frequently glanced at his beautiful wife sitting on the front seat.