Cuckold Threesome
Hi friends, this is my real-life incident story.
One fine day I got a message from a guy here but couldn't reply immediately because of a conflicting schedule.
Later during the night, we got in touch again and we both introduced ourselves. He was Shekhar, from Mumbai, aged 45, and his wife Aditi.
We started interacting and got to know each other, we knew what we were in for.
One fine day he confessed his fantasy of watching his wife getting screwed by a stranger. He said that Aditi was initially reluctant to try out, and had even gotten mad at him when he first expressed his feelings.
However, after being a mom, he said, her attitude started to change.
She used to get excited whenever they had sex watching threesome porn.
He told me she had started to indirectly say that she was okay with it and she wanted to try it out before she changed her mind.
I asked him what exactly his fantasy was. Shekhar told me that foremost he wanted to watch her having sex with the other guy.
But I told him to express himself and he could be very open with me and asked for the minute details of his fantasy.
Only then did he speak about it. He wanted to see his wife flirting without caring that he was beside her and also wanted to see her smoke.
I asked if she had tried pot, but she hadn't tried it. And asked me if I can arrange for it.
After beating around the bush for a while, Shekhar told me that he wanted to hold my dick and insert it into his wife's pussy. Also, he wanted to lick Aditi after I filled her pussy with my load but soon turned apprehensive about it and told me not to mention these discussions with his wife.
I assured him not to worry, and it told him it's a very common and regular fantasy among cuckold couples. Told him he can surely do it once his wife opens up.
Our chats went on for a few days, and we shared pictures. He was quite happy and appreciated my dick. He admitted he thought of messaging me only after seeing my dick.
He then showed me his wife's pics. Aditi was an average-looking lady but with prominent boobs. She was slim and with a medium height.
After a couple of days, he called me to say that he showed my pic to his wife and she agreed. We couldn't meet at his place as they didn't have much privacy. He asked if we could meet anywhere outside of Mumbai.
I suggested they come down to Daman as it is not too much of a journey, just a 2.5. Ashe drive from Mumbai. It was, however, a nice place to make out.
He booked a homestay and sent me the location and we agreed to meet directly there. It looked like it was in a remote place, as I was known here. As I didn't explore here, much of the region around.
The coming weekend, I reached the destination at around 1 PM. Shekhar and Aditi were yet to arrive. I discovered explored little they called the homestay to inform me they shall arrive by 4 PM.
It was a homestay that was inside the estate and had a steep climb where only Jeeps and two-wheelers could move. It provided an ample amount of privacy.
Only thing was that the food had to be ordered in advance and had to be brought in hot boxes.
The accommodation was a cozy type of tile roofing. I took a nice bath, rolled a few joints, and strolled around the home in the woods for a while. It was calm and there were sounds just by nature around.
I enjoyed the walk and in 15 minutes I heard the Jeep getting closer and then saw Shekhar and Aditi getting down.
Aditi was now wearing a churidar which was a tight fit, and her boobs looked bigger than they appeared in the pic. The Jeep immediately left after handing a flask of coffee.
I greeted them and hugged Aditi, which she didn't expect, however it was just a casual hug but she smiled when I winked at her and said: "you look much more beautiful than what I saw in the photo."
Shekhar told "she brought it especially for this occasion."
We had coffee and Aditi told us she wanted to take a bath.
Meanwhile, Shekhar asked where we could buy some drinks. I took out a bottle of Old Monk and he was surprised to see his favorite drink.
He immediately took the glasses from the table and made a drink for both of us. I brought in the third glass and took out the Pepsi I had brought. I made Aditi a drink with 30 rum. She came out of the bath, dressed wearing a T-shirt and ack pants.
"We are waiting for you to start the party," I told Aditi.
"Oh. I drink little and I have had only wine and beer until now."