Chapter 1
Vikram was sitting on his bed, and he looked restless. His shirt was soggy from the profuse sweating with no respite from the air conditioner on full blast. His eyes were transfixed on the image on his mobile phone. He never could believe his wife could do this.
His lovely wife had her lips wrapped around a guy's fully erect penis. Her eyes were directly looking into the camera. He felt as if she was looking into his eyes. He wondered who this other guy was. His wife seemed to be savouring his dick as if it was a delicacy.
It was the kind of image he enjoyed watching on porn sites. Contrary to his jealous confusion, his dick stood full mast begging to be stroked, begging for relief.
His mind went back a few months when he had 'The Talk'. He never thought the path would lead to the current day.
Vikram was taken aback by Swati suddenly grabbing his dick. His conservative wife has never done something like this in public. She opened his zipper and fished his semi-hard dick. Vikram focussed on the road and said, "Not now dear. Don't want to crash with dick out" and laughed at his joke. She didn't laugh.
When he looked at the pure lust in her eyes, his penis grew bigger. She bent down and took his penis in her mouth. He groaned loudly.
She sat back, his penis still firmly clutched, and asked, "Come on. Tell me your dirtiest fantasy".
Vikram took a moment, pondering over the question, and said, "Anal sex."
She rolled her eyes and commanded, "We have anal sex every week. Don't be a spoilsport, spill".
He shrugged and said, "Nothing else."
She raised her eyebrows and said, "Seriously, don't be boring. Ok. Let me go first. I would love you to tie me up and have rough sex. Not the loving one. But a real fuck! The one where my eyes roll, and I lose track of my senses. I want that."
His jaw dropped. He always thought his wife was sexually boring. He never thought she would crave rough sex.
She jerked his penis and brought him back to reality. A big dollop of precum dripped from the tip.
She said, "Now speak up. Don't say anal again."
He said, "Well. I would like to have a threesome". His penis grew hard, and he turned to look at Swati's reaction.
She said, "Another male fantasy of fucking another girl! Mister, you last what- five or six minutes. How will you satisfy two girls? Three minutes each?". She laughed at her joke.
As he hesitated, Swati jerked his penis once again and asked, "What? You want this inside another girl, huh?"
He stuttered, "That's not what I meant."
