Adventures of horny wife with other men

A girlfriend of mine at work showed me a copy of erotic stories about a year age. She and her husband like to read the stories together as a way of enhancing their sex life. We would sneak off to lunch or break and read through the stories.

One time we were giggling about exploits of a wife who cheated on her husband many times. The husband not only knew about her infidelity but actually encouraged her to sleep around. He most enjoyed sex with her right after she had been fucked by another man. I told Neeru that I couldn’t imagine doing such a thing to Sanju, my husband.

Besides, I didn’t think he would get turned on by such kinky activity. I admitted that the idea of fucking with a new lover every once in a while did get me aroused. Neeru looked very sly for a moment and said I would be surprised how many men fantasize about that stuff. Her husband had bought the sex stories magazine for years before they met.

When Neeru found about it, she just thought he liked the sexy stories and the pictures. After she started reading the stories, she asked him what he liked about the magazine. It became quite clear that he liked the stories about the wives fucking around.

I asked her if she had ever really thought of doing it, to which she replied, “Remember Arun, the guy who used to work with me? He transferred over to the other division a while ago.” I told her I remember. Arun was a lot younger than we were. He was nice looking guy with dark hair and blue eyes, about twenty two or so. I remember him flirting with Neeru.

Neeru blushed a deep red and then blurted out that she had been fucking with Arun for over a year. Not only that, but her husband knew about it! I was flabbergasted. I had known her five years and I had no idea. Sanju and I did social things with them all the time. She swore me to secrecy, saying she just had to tell somebody.

She went on to say that the idea that she find a lover had been her husband’s, and when she’d told him about Arun’s advances, it had been his idea for her to go for it. She said her sex life had never been better, both at home and otherwise.

This revelation about one of my best friends was pretty outrageous. I tried not to think about it too much, because whenever I did I started to feel my own urge to stray. I really didn’t think Sanju would understand. I loved him dearly and I would never do anything to hurt him, but the idea of having fling or two was very appealing.

It sounds terrible, but I knew several men who I wanted to fuck with. There was this man, Sukhvir, we called him Sukhi, who I had recently met at a trade show and found very attractive. There was another guy, Zubair, in our corporate HQs, who was always coming on me.

Then there was a friend of Neeru’s who I met a couple times, Sivam, a dark south Indian guy. He hadn’t known I was married and had asked Neeru if I was available. It seemed very naughty, but I had always wondered what it would be like to sleep with a dark man.

Sanju and me got married soon after I graduated from college and we started a family soon after. Sanju is a few years older than I am. He’s nice looking, stays in pretty good shape and is a good lover. However, I had noticed that the frequency of our fuck had gone down a lot in the last two years or so.

Quite frankly, I have never been more interested in sex in my life. I would never leave Sanju, but the sexual frustration I was feeling just seemed to get worse. When Neeru told me about her affair, that was the last straw. I couldn’t just go out and have a one nite stand. I couldn’t do that to my loving husband.

I wasn’t sure what I was going to do just yet, but I knew something new and exciting was on the horizon. One evening I told Sanju about what Neeru had revealed to me. I was very surprised at his reaction. He wanted to know all the details of her illicit activity. After I told him we ended up fucking like crazy.

Sanju had always been very curious about my fucking experiences before he met me. There wasn’t that much to tell. I had been with two guys, and both of them were steady boyfriends. There were no steamy one night stands or anything too racy. His reaction to Neeru’s affairs made me wonder if I should reveal my own extra-marital desires.

A few days later I brought up the subject of Neeru again, with some hot new details. Again he got very aroused, and then totally blew me away by asking if I had ever thought of having an affair myself.

I put on the faithful wife routine and said I would never do anything to hurt him. But I added, “it wasn’t Neeru’s idea to have an affair—her husband gave her permission to do it. That would be different, if you knew and approved.”

Sanju said it would be interesting to try some new experiences. He always seemed disappointed that I had not been a bit more of a “bad girl” when I was younger. Now he was going to find out first-hand.

My first opportunity to try out my new found freedom was a convention and the trade show that I knew Sukhi would be attending. The first day of convention, I looked for him as I went about my business. By late morning I had talked to someone who had seen him. With a little more looking, I found him and made a big deal of “running into” him.

I asked him if he had any plans for lunch, and we left to find a restaurant. Over lunch, it was pretty obvious that he had less than honorable intentions toward me. We ended up making plans for dinner that evening. I suggested that we meet at my hotel and eat there. They had a very good restaurant, and we wouldn’t have to bother with taxis or anything.

I dressed much more provocatively than I had in years for my night out. I had bought my outfit especially for this occasion. I put on a very short, tight, dark red dress with sheer black pantyhose. The dress accentuated my narrow waist and made my rather full bottom look great. I put on a black push up bra that made my tits look even bigger. I finished it off with full makeup routine and a set of four inch heels.

I let my long brown hair down over my shoulders and left to meet my date. Sukhi couldn’t believe his eyes when I met him in the lobby. Normally quite talkative, he seemed a little short on words as we walked to the restaurant. All through dinner he was beside himself. It was very satisfying and arousing to know I still could have this effect on men.

I consider myself quite pretty, but I always felt I was a little big through hips. Sanju always told me how attractive I was, but it was especially nice to hear it from a new and very nice looking man. As the evening got late, Sukhi asked if I wanted to go for a nightcap. I said I’d love to, but I was getting a little tired. I suggested we go up to my room for a drink.

He must have been thinking the same thing because he jumped at the idea. Inside my room I turned and put my arms around him. I kissed him deeply as I loosened his belt and reached up under his shirt. I soon felt his hands roaming over my behind and up to my waist. I removed his jacket and shirt and then undid his pants. I just let them drop to the floor around his ankles.

As he was stepping out of them, I pulled his boxers down to reveal a very large cock. I knelt down and slipped his foreskin back as I took the head into my mouth. I felt my pussy getting wet. His cock tasted great, and the smell of his manhood was strong and enticing. For some reason, I had never done this to my husband, maybe because nice married ladies don’t do such things.

I, however, was no longer a nice lady, and licked and kissed his big boner with lust. It was not long before I had to have him inside me. He was already naked, but I still had my dress on. As I kicked off my shoes he turned me around and lifted my dress up to my waist. I put my hands on his and he pulled my pantyhose down over my hips.

As he knelt down to finish removing them, he kissed me on my behind and massaged my cheeks. I instinctively bent over on the bed to give him better access. He soon found that I was already very wet and ready for him.

He pushed my dress up around my waist and pressed his cock against my swollen lips. I felt his big cock stretch my pussy wide open as he pushed himself into me. His cock was much bigger than my husband’s and I felt myself starting to approach an orgasm within minutes. He went slowly at first, and then more quickly as he bounced against my big cheeks.

He stroked his big boner in and out of me as I felt the big one coming on. After what seemed like an hour, he started to shudder and shake as he thrust into me with one more powerful stroke. His cock swelled and pulsed and I could feel the faint sensation of his cum squirting inside me.

I went over the edge with barely muffled scream as I pressed back against him to get his cock inside me all the way. I never did get my dress off! We fucked together many times over the next few days. We took little more time getting to know each other after the first night, and I finally did get all my clothes off! I even sucked him to orgasm and let him come in my mouth.

That was first time I had ever done that. The change that came over Sanju after I told him about my exploits was amazing. We had sex everyday, sometimes more than once, for two or three weeks after that. Unfortunately, he eventually seemed to lose interest again, and I decoded that I was going to spice things up on a regular basis.

Sukhi lived about three hours from us, and I started to see n get nice fuck from him about once a week. I had also been curious about Zubair. He was very good looking and had the reputation of being a good lover. He had dated a friend of mine recently but they broke up later. This friend had told me that Zubair was good in bed.

Then there was Sivam. After I returned from the convention, Sanju was encouraging me to explore some more, so I asked Neeru for more information about Sivam. Neeru said that he finds me very attractive and is very much interested in me.

Neeru said that he was hung like a horse. She had that sly look in her eyes, so I asked her how she knew. My dear friend, it seems, had been a little naughtier than I first thought. She had slept with Sivam also.

Sanju really enjoyed the stories about my meetings with Sukhi. Now he wanted to make love to me right after I had been with someone else, just as Neeru’s husband had with her. I thought this would be a good time to see if I get Zubair or Sivam in the sack.

The next day Neeru informed me that everything was set up, and all I had to do was give Sivam a call. So I did. We made plans to meet for drinks near his place. We ended up back at his place and in bed in record time. Sivam turned out to be great in sack, and Neeru’s description of his cock was not an exaggeration.

I sucked him as best I could, but his cock was almost too big to get into my mouth. The dark color of his skin and the dark purple head of his big dick were immense turn on. As I lay back against the pillows with my legs spread wide to let him enter me, his cock seemed to keep sliding into me forever.

I wondered about being able to fit his whole cock inside me, but I soon felt his big balls press against my bottom. He stretched me out like no man had before. I watched with amazement as his shiny black cock slipped in and out of my well messed up pussy. Sivam fucked the hell out of me and brought myself to climax at a stoplight.

Sanju was waiting for me as I walked through the door. Just as I had promised him, I hadn’t cleaned up at all. My lipstick was smeared, and my tight jeans were showing a big wet spot between my legs. He almost tore the clothe off me as we kissed and groped each other. He knelt in front of me and pulled my pants down, then my soaked panties.

He buried his face in my sticky bush as he laid me down on the bed. After he licked me to orgasm, he positioned himself so he could enter me. With my pussy all wet and stretched out from Sivam’s big cock, my husband slipped his dick easily. He moaned about how slick and hot I felt, and he came very quickly, adding his load to Sivam’s. I saw Sivam several times in the next few months.

 

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