My Indian Wife Sense of Adventure

MY INDIAN WIFE SENSE OF ADVENTURE 3

Disclaimer:

This is a fantasy. No one in their right mind should participate in the activities the characters in this story do. If you don't like cuckold stories don't read it.

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The next morning Sonali realized she was missing her knickers. She looked around confused, and then she spotted the now-sperm-covered and still damp knickers on her nightstand. However she felt too hungover and guilty about the night before to say anything to Ravi about it.

All morning, Ravi seemed happy as a clam, and by the afternoon Sonali was starting to feel better, both in terms of her hangover and her guilt. After all, what had really happened? She had gone dancing and now Ravi couldn't keep his hands off her.

As the day wore on, Sonali started to puzzle over the knickers on the nightstand. What had gotten into Ravi? He kept stealing glances in her direction all day. Though if she was honest, she really liked it.

Sonali decided to let him drag her off to bed a little early.

"What has gotten into you?" she asked.

Ravi pawed at her huge tits through her t-shirt, pressing the tent in his pants up against her. He pushed her shirt up and Sonali pulled it off.

"God, you looked so sexy last night!" Ravi said, sliding down her and lifting her skirt above her waist.

"You really think so?"

"God yes! I couldn't stop thinking about you all night. You know I love you looking sexy and sharing those hooters." Ravi pulled her panties to the side and pushed his tongue inside her.

Sonali looked down to see her husband's face buried in her pussy. She squealed, feeling herself get wetter. Ravi pulled her down onto the bed and started licking her clit while fondling her other tit. She pushed her head back into the pillow and closed her eyes, enjoying the mix of Ravi' soft tongue and rough fingers. She felt his other hand slide down her thigh, to her knee, up her inner thigh. Sonali let out a moan. Her eyes drifted over to the cum-soaked panties on the nightstand. "You really like those knickers, don't you?"

"Mmm-hmm!" He nodded and rubbed his nose against her clit.

"Oh god, a little too much I think," Sonali said, sucking in a quick breath. "You wanked int-"

Ravi sat up a little interrupting her "But the dress too. God, you looked sexy." He kissed her pussy again. "Did you feel sexy?"

"... I did. After I got a drink or two in me."

"I want you to feel sexy. I want you to feel really sexy. Because you are beyond sexy." Ravi started to lick her fast. He held her thighs and pressed his face into her pussy, clearly he was trying to avoid the thong and cum conversation. His tongue pushed deeper and she started to cum.

She moaned out, gripping the sheets and arching her back. "Fuck..." her hands stroked her tits. Ravi continued to lick her through her orgasm. "Wow." Her hips started to buck against his face. She hadn't realized how bad she had needed to cum.

Ravi didn't slow down and it wasn't long before she was cumming a second time. Finally, Ravi couldn't take it any longer.

Ravi stood up, his forehead shining from her juices. He pulled down his pants and boxers and his huge cock bobbed in the air. Sonali reached for it, but Ravi stepped back.

"You want it?" he asked.

"Oh god yes!"

"Then come and get it."

Sonali went to stand up but Ravi pushed her back down. She couldn't believe he was being this assertive. What had gotten into him?

"Come and get it," he said again, pushing her back down. He grabbed a leg and pulled it up in the air, all the while his cock bobbing in the air.

Sonali was a little shocked, but she couldn't turn down the invitation. The throbbing in her pussy said she couldn't. Sonali moaned as he pushed into her sopping wet cunt.

"Oh god," Ravi moaned, "you feel amazing!" He kissed her as he thrust into her hard. It wasn't long before felt his cum rising again. Sonali moaned as she felt him cumming into her. Ravi grabbed her chin and pushed his tongue into her mouth. She moaned into his mouth as she felt his cum exploding inside her.

As they both came down from their post-orgasm high, Sonali looked up at Ravi. "Kiss me," she whispered.

Both of them laid there, panting, for a while. Sonali finally sat up and peeled off her soaked cotton panties. She tossed them at Ravi.

"These are also ready for the wash," Sonali said with a smirk. "Two soaked pairs of panties in as many hours."

Ravi clutched the pair of panties. He pressed them between his fingers, feeling how wet they were with her juices.

Sonali watched him. "I guess you'll have to buy me some sexier pairs if it really gets you turned on like this." She could feel his cum starting to run out of her tight pussy.

"Really?" Ravi asked, holding her wet panties, a little too excited.

Sonali grinned. "Yes, I think you should." She reached over and squeezed his cock. "And I think you need to keep this in mind whenever you do."

Ravi moaned a little, still holding her wet knickers.

Sonali nodded. "Tell me what makes this all so sexy for you. And why did you cum in my... well, Rachel's thong last night? Oh, that sounds wrong." Sonali laughed. "And when did you take them off me?"

Ravi turned a bit red, but he couldn't stop himself from grinning.

"No, I actually want to know." Sonali rubbed her fingers over her wet pussy, her fingertips dipping into their mixed juices. "Come here and bring both sets of knickers with you," she said, crooking her finger beckoning him towards her.

Ravi climbed off the bed and grabbed the other pair off the nightstand. Sonali scooted across the bed toward him, draping her legs over the edge of the bed. "When did you take my knickers off?"

His heartbeat quickened. He rarely saw glimpses of his wife's dominant side and it made his limp cock start to swell again.

"Right after you passed out... I couldn't help it. I was so worked up! Seeing you in your dress. And getting ready, in just your thong!"

She smirked up at him and spread her legs a little wider. "You really like them that much?" Sonali slowly moved her fingers in and out of her messy pussy.

"God yes!" Ravi said.

"Show me." Sonali moved her hand away, revealing her gorgeous pussy.

Ravi lifted the thong to his face and took a deep breath. He could smell how wet she was, he could smell her sex. He moaned.

"How do my knickers turn you on?" Sonali asked.

With the dried tiny thong in one hand and the wet normal knickers in the other, he knelt down on the floor in front of her.

Sonali spread her legs a little wider. "Tell me why my thong is covered in your cum."

Ravi stammered. His cock already nearly hard again. "I wondered... what they'd look like if you'd come back. Having done it. You know... cuckolded me."

"I knew you'd never given up on your little fantasy. And don't think I don't know about your secret folder," Sonali said.

Ravi blushed but his cock twitched slightly.

"I still can't believe you imagine me doing filthy things like that." Sonali let out a sigh. "But if you enjoy it so much..." she cocked an eyebrow, "maybe I should help you indulge in your fantasy some day."

His cock jerked suddenly. Sonali burst into laughter, breaking them out of the moment.

"Dream on, honey," she said.

"Oh, trust me, I am dreaming," Ravi said.

Sonali looked at him with a smirk. She thought about it for a moment. "Oh yeah? You are dreaming about me coming home after being with some random guy?"

Ravi nodded eagerly.

"And what would you do? If I came home... after cuckolding you?" Sonali asked.

Ravi took a deep breath, raised his eyebrows a bit, and smiled at her, sticking his tongue out slowly licking his lips. She could tell his fantasy had him extra excited.

"Oh god..." Sonali let out a moan. "... that's what you'd do? Lick it all up?"

"Uh-huh," he said, licking her pussy up and down, tasting her juices and his own cum.

"God, you are filthy!"

"Uh-huh!" Ravi nodded, Savoring the very different way she tasted. An excitement ran through him, to think that one day... The thrill of the fantasy was overwhelming. He almost came without even touching himself. His cock throbbed and leaked eagerly.

Sonali laughed, but she was starting to breathe fast. She gasped as his nose rubbed against her clit.

"Oh, I see." Sonali moaned. She looked down at her cuckold hubby. She pulled his face more forcefully into her pussy. "Lick it harder," she said. She spread her pussy lips with both hands, showing off her dripping hole. Sonali moaned, closing her eyes.

Ravi leaned forward and slid his tongue up and down her slit. Sonali moaned, feeling her pussy juices flow out.

"Oh yes, right there," Sonali moaned.

Ravi spread her pussy lips with his fingers, opening her pussy hole. He slid his tongue inside her.

"You are gonna make me cum again, aren't you, you naughty boy?"

Ravi let go of the panties. He gripped her thighs, starting to flick his tongue faster.

"Oh god!" Sonali moaned as she started to cum.

Ravi rubbed her clit and plunged his tongue deep inside her, sending her over the edge, making her tremble and shake. He finally slowed down and Sonali started to catch her breath. After a few seconds, Sonali rolled over and sat up, leaving Ravi kneeling on the floor, with an aching erection and juices all over his face.

Finally she released him from between her thighs.

"Clean those off too!" she demanded, pointing to the soaked pair of pink cotton panties.

Sonali moaned as Ravi cleaned her cream and his cum off of her panties. Her clit was so sensitive and she moaned as he rubbed it with his tongue.

He licked them clean and she shuddered.

"I guess I'll just throw these in the wash with the others," Sonali said with a smile.

"God, I love this new Sonali," Ravi said, kissing her thighs.

He couldn't help smiling at her and licking his lips.

...

For the next few days a variation of this repeated over and over again. Sonali asked him over and over again if he was serious. She laughed off his replies but she certainly seemed to enjoy the orgasms.

She started teasing him more, just dropping the odd tease out whenever she could.

"I could never take a stranger's cock inside me, let alone without a condom."

"I wonder what a really big cock would feel like?"

"God, if kid's or anyone that knows us knew what went on in your head?"

"My breasts are too big and heavy."

"When are those new panties coming? Mine are always damp with all this teasing."

"Imagine me really cuckolding you?"

"Imagine me acting like a slut like Rachel."

"I could never come home to you knowing that I'd..."

It ended up being a mix of teasing and her insecurities, but always ended up assuring Ravi it could never really be more than a fantasy.

To which Ravi always replied, "A guy can dream, right?"

It was fun, exciting, dreamy, Sonali and Ravi each felt a bit like teenagers exploring for the first time. Sonali was certainly enjoying new-found attention and seemed to be almost contemplating the whole thing. Ravi noticed that Sonali and Rachel were texting more than usual, and he assumed she was continuing to be a strong influence in all this. Rachel was interestingly a little quiet until Wednesday lunchtime when he was greeted with a text from Sonali.

"Have to work late tonight. Was supposed to be going to the cinema with Rachel so she's coming round for you to keep her company. I won't be long. You'll be ok cooking for Kid's and her?"

"Of course I will Love, what time will you be back, and is everything ok?"

"Yeah, just some charity work, shouldn't be later than 9 or so. Love ya to x x."

Rachel appeared around 5pm, sort of helped with dinner and chatted to Kids when she didn't have her head in her phone. After the pleasantries, food, and clean up were done, Kids vanished off to Room" and Rachel and I sat down in the living room and I started to scroll through Netflix. She kept looking at me strangely and weirdly was very chatty.

After about twenty minutes into something she started, she asked "Ravi, do you know what Sonali is doing tonight?"

I turned to her "Eh, she's at some charity work..." but her smirk cut me short.

"Yup she's doing some charity work in 'The Puddle'." I shrugged, it's a pub near to her charity office that they often used for charity work.

This is just the beginning of your new wife Ravi. A free spirited wife that will in time take other cocks her pussy. Other men and maybe women will enjoy the look, feel and taste of her body. This is what you want."

"Uggggghh yyeesss," I was so close.

"How far will all this go? What will her limits be? Can you really see her with another baby..?

"A black baby to love and look after?" Rachel asks.

"This is what you want and need. What Sonali will do and enjoy."

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Changes are Happening

Next day night we are read for bed

Sonali said'

"You know I could never have sex with anyone else but you, Ravi?"

"I bet you could, babes." I blurted out.

"No I couldn't," she said matter-of-factly.

"Ok, well here's the thing. I'd like you to. I would really really like you to have sex with someone else, and I don't care with whom or how often," I said.

"Well that's not going to happen Ravi. And dressing like slut well.." her thoughts trailed off. "I really shouldn't dress like slut. It's not proper."

"Not proper for whom?" I quickly asked.

"I'm a mother and we're married. What would Neha and Aniket say if they saw me like slut?"

"And what would we say to Neha and Aniket when I go on dates with other man. How do we explain to them that Mum now has a Boyfriend and won't be at home as much as she used to," she continued.

"That would be down to me I will explain to them about our new life style and convincing them," I replied, "and they are young teenagers so it could become normal after a while." I said.

" Neha and Aniket would understand, and you really shouldn't care. You should be happy with who you are and not worry about other people. And if I like it, and if I like people seeing you like this, then.." I raised an eyebrow "What's the problem?" After a few seconds, I continued, "Did you enjoy being dressed like slut?"

"No, I was petrified and humiliated," she said.

I could tell that she wanted to say something else, so I let the silence linger. My Phone started ringing again. This time I turned to it to see who it was, and I realized that I really did need to pick up this call, but I ignored it and turned back to face her. "I understand honey, as it was a different experience for you. But I think if you're honest with yourself, you may realize that you really enjoyed it, even if it was just a little bit." After I said this, I was still a bit unsure how she would react.

She uncrossed her legs from under her and placed them both on the floor. Then she blew me away by spreading them wide. And I mean really wide, pulling her skirt tight up onto her thighs and the fabric of her panties tight across her pussy, and she just sat there calmly. I very quickly had my answer, as I saw the gusset of her panties start to darken as her arousal spread into them. I couldn't take my eyes off her pussy and my cock strained hard in its prison of denim.

I could hear a smirk in her voice and I froze. Oohhhh the tease. God that really turned me on. So with a raging hard-on I sat back down defeated, yet excited at the same time and back to work. My head was still reeling from the conversation. Had we made progress?

Email me one of your stories about me. Do it now. One of your favourites, then we'll talk about it.'

And she ask me to go guest bedroom. emailed one of my stories to her. and I move to guest bedroom.

The Next day with the horn dissipated, I got another text, from Rachel. 'Well done Ravi, she's on fire right now.'

ok now I'm instantly horny again. God I'm going to get fired soon if I can't concentrate on my work. What exactly does Rachel? I guess they're texting right now. I wondered if it was the story I had sent her, or our chat or last night that really got her turned on, or.. 'What do you mean?' I text back.

'I mean she is upstairs and has cum twice in the last few minutes using her vibrator. She's doing it for you.'

She's upstairs wanking, wow, I love knowing that. We both know that we each wank off a fair bit in private, but it's one of those unspoken things between a husband and wife. Everyone does it right? 'What do you mean she's doing it for me?' I quickly text back.

She doesn't reply instantly, so I turn back to my work. Or at least I try, knowing that Sonali is upstairs on the bed masturbating. Part of me wants to run up and fuck her, but another part of me loves knowing that she's upstairs being her own sexual being, doing what she wants, releasing her sexual energy, living the slut dream. I smile at that thought, give my cock a squeeze, and get back to work.

End part-3