“Where is the dress?” Noori shouted. I knew it; she would not give me any peace until I bought her a dress.
She came to the room and started to take off her clothes. “What are you doing?” I asked.
“I am not going to the office like this,” she said, pointing to her sari.
“Why?” I asked.
“Because the boss is coming today,” she said.
“And?” I asked.
“I don’t want to look like a village girl in front of him,” she replied.
“Oh, come on. You’re not that kind of girl. You’re modern,” I said.
“No, I’m not. Not in these clothes. You know my boss is from the big city and he comes only for two days a month, and that’s at night. You know how I dress in the office,” she said.
“I know,” I said. I also know that she wears sexy clothes in the office, and all the men, including our boss, stare at her while she sits at the reception desk. That’s why my friend Baljeet Singh had appointed her there. He himself admitted it to me.
“Can’t you see? I’m not looking like a city girl. The boss will think of me as a village girl. Can you arrange something for me?” she asked.
She’s so innocent. She doesn’t know what happens behind her back in the office. All the men want to fuck her, but only Baljeet has achieved that. I know everything, and that’s why I want her to dress like a city girl so that all the men stare at her, including Baljeet, and fuck her in the end.
“What kind of dress do you want?” I asked.
“Something very modern, so I look like a model,” she said. “And please buy me that thing which girls wear under their clothes. What is that thing called?”
I knew what she was asking. “Do you mean a bra?” I said.
“Yes, and those small panties too,” she said. She wasn’t wearing a bra and panties, as they weren’t popular in our village. “All the girls in the office wear them, and they feel comfortable.”
“I’ll get all the things. But why are you in a hurry?” I asked.
“The boss is coming this evening. I want to dress up as he wants to see me, and I don’t want him to feel that I’m a village girl,” she said.
I knew why Baljeet wanted to meet her. He wants to fuck her again. I knew everything about them. I had seen them many times fucking in the office. I knew why Baljeet had appointed her as a receptionist. I had asked him, and he told me everything about how he fucks her. I always wanted my wife to be fucked by him, but my wife doesn’t know all these things.
I bought everything she asked for, and when she got ready, she was looking amazing. She wore a small blue dress that was very short and backless, and her big ass was showing from the back of the dress. Her tits were also popping out of the dress.
“Now, I’m looking like a model?” she asked.
I wanted to fuck her right then. But I knew she wouldn’t give in. “Yes, you’re looking amazing,” I said.
“Why are you looking at me like that?” she asked.
She knew that I wanted her. “You know, you’re looking very hot,” I said.
“I know. All the men in the office will also look at me like that,” she said and smiled. “I’ll make you jealous,” she said.
“Is that what you want?” I asked.
“Yes, it would be amazing,” she said.
“I can make you feel jealous,” I said.
“How?” she asked.
“I can also wear a dress like that. I’ll wear it at night, and you see how you feel,” I said.
“Are you kidding?” She laughed. “You’re a man, and you won’t wear a dress,” she said.
“You can’t wear a pant like that,” I said.
“I am wearing that,” she showed me her thighs. She wasn’t wearing any panties or stockings under her dress. She was looking very hot and sexy, and her dress was very small.
“Oh god,” I said, and I wanted to fuck her. But she wouldn’t let me.
“I know, I’m looking very sexy,” she said.
At that time, the doorbell rang. “That must be the boss,” she said.
I knew that’s Baljeet. I opened the door, and he was looking at her with lust. I knew that he wants to fuck her.
“Hello, boss,” Noori said.
“Hello, Noori. You’re looking beautiful,” Baljeet said.
“Yes, she’s looking very beautiful. She wanted to look modern, so I bought her this dress,” I said.
“I see,” Baljeet smiled.
I knew that smile. That smile was saying, “She’s looking very sexy, and I want to fuck her.”
I moved towards my room. “I have an important call. I have to go to my office for 3-4 hours,” I said.
“Okay,” Noori said.
“Noori, can I talk to you for some time?” Baljeet asked.
“Yes, what’s the matter?” Noori asked.
“I just want to talk to you,” Baljeet said.
I went into my room and hid behind the wardrobe. I heard them talking.
“Noori, your husband has gone?” Baljeet asked.
“Yes, he went to his office,” Noori replied.
I knew it. “Okay, now can we talk?” Baljeet said.
“Yes,” Noori said.
“I wanted to ask you, you’re looking very sexy. You can make a lot of men jealous with this dress,” Baljeet said.
“Hahahaha,” Noori laughed. “I know,” she said.
“And your husband is okay with all that?” Baljeet asked.
“Yes, why not?” Noori said.
“He looks jealous,” Baljeet said.
“No, he’s not jealous. He likes to see other men looking at me,” Noori said.
“What?” Baljeet was surprised.
“Yes,” Noori said.
“Oh god, that’s amazing,” Baljeet moaned.
“I know,” Noori said.
Then I heard the sound of a kiss. “Mmmmm,” Noori was moaning.
“You’re looking very sexy today,” Baljeet said.
“I know,” Noori moaned.
I knew what was happening. He was kissing and touching her all over her body.
“You taste amazing,” Baljeet was saying.
“I know,” Noori replied.
Then I heard the sound of her clothes being removed. “Take off your dress,” Baljeet commanded.
“I’m taking it off,” Noori said.
“Now you’re looking very beautiful,” Baljeet gasped.
I was dying to see them. I wanted to see my wife naked in front of Baljeet.
“Your husband must be jealous of you,” Baljeet said.
“I think he’s not. He’ll fuck me later when he gets back,” Noori said.
“No, he can’t fuck you like that,” Baljeet replied.
“No, he also knows that you fuck me better than him,” Noori said.
“What?” I was shocked.
“What are you saying?” Baljeet also asked.
“Yes, he knows that my husband can’t satisfy me like you, and that’s why he doesn’t say anything,” Noori said.
“Oh god, that’s amazing. He knows everything, and he still allows you to fuck me,” Baljeet said.
“Yes, now are you going to fuck me or not?” Noori asked.
Then I heard the sound of the bed sheet being removed.
“I’ll fuck you now,” Baljeet said and started to fuck her.
“No, you can’t fuck me like that. You have to be a little harsh with me. I’m your whore. Treat me like your whore,” Noori was saying.
“Yes, my dear,” Baljeet said.
“I want to be treated like a whore,” Noori said.
“Yes,” Baljeet grunted. “You’re my whore. Say it.”
“I’m your whore,” Noori moaned.
“Yes, now open your legs and take my dick,” Baljeet said.
Then I heard the sound of his dick being inserted inside her pussy.
“Yes, this is what I want,” Noori moaned.
I heard them fucking each other for almost three hours, and then they stopped. “You came?” Noori asked.
“Yes, but you haven’t. Do you want to cum?” Baljeet asked.
“No, it’s okay,” Noori said.
“It’s not okay. I can make you cum,” Baljeet said.
“No, it’s okay. You have satisfied me. You can go now,” Noori said.
“Okay,” Baljeet said. “I’m going. Call me tomorrow.”
“Okay,” Noori replied.
I heard the sound of the door being closed. I came out of the wardrobe and saw her sleeping naked on the bed.
I saw the cum of Baljeet dripping out of her pussy and all over her legs. I started to rub my dick and moved towards her. She was looking hot and sexy. I touched her body and felt the cum of Baljeet on her body. I started to finger-fuck her pussy, which was full of Baljeet’s cum. I kissed her pussy and started to lick the cum of Baljeet out of her pussy.
She was sleeping. I don’t know if she could feel me or not. I moved up towards her tits and started to kiss them. “Mmmm,” she woke up.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
“I’m licking your pussy and kissing your tits,” I said.
“Mmmmm,” she said and pulled me towards her.
I started to kiss her and then fuck her. I felt the cum of Baljeet in her pussy. I fucked her for almost an hour and then came inside her pussy.
After that, she started to dress up and get ready for the office. “The boss has called me,” she said.
“Okay, you go,” I said.
“I’ll see you in the evening,” she said.
“Okay,” I said.
I came back home early and saw her sleeping. Her dress was wet, and it wasn’t hard to guess what had happened in the office that day. I moved towards her and started to kiss her pussy. She woke up.
“What are you doing?” she screamed.
“I’m kissing your pussy,” I said.
She saw my dick was hard, and she knew what I was going to do. She opened her legs, and I started to fuck her again.
After a few minutes, she was cumming and screaming. “Ohhh god, yes, you’re making me feel so good.”
I fucked her for another 20 minutes and then came inside her again.
“Sorry, I’ve made your dress dirty,” I said.
“It’s okay, I can wash it,” she said.
“Tell me what happened in the office,” I asked.
“Nothing, the boss just fucked me 3-4 times and then sent me back home,” she replied.
“Anything else?” I asked.
“No,” she said.
I knew she wasn’t telling me everything. I thought that maybe she knows that I was watching them, and she doesn’t want to tell me anything about that.
But that night, while she was sleeping, I saw the messages on her phone.
“I know that your husband was watching us,” Baljeet had written.
“Yes, I know. He told me to give him a cuckold experience, and that’s why I have told him to go out of the house,” she replied.
“I think he wants you to fuck me, and that’s why you’re telling him everything,” Baljeet wrote.
“Yes, you’re right,” she replied.
“I’ve been fucking you in the office, but now I want to fuck you in front of him,” Baljeet wrote.
“Okay, I’ll arrange something,” she replied.
I didn’t know what she was planning, but I was sure that she would arrange something. And then I would get my cuckolding experience with my wife. I smiled and went to sleep. I was looking forward to it. I wanted to watch Baljeet fucking my wife and making her cum.
I wanted my wife to look at me and tell me, “Your dick is small, and you can’t make me cum. You’re not man enough to satisfy me, and that’s why I’m going to fuck Baljeet. He has a bigger dick than you, and he can make me cum and satisfy me. I want him to fuck me every day and make me his whore.”
I wanted to watch her while she’s being fucked by Baljeet and being made a whore. I wanted to taste the cum of Baljeet, which would be dripping out of her pussy. I wanted to kiss her pussy full of Baljeet’s sperm.
I was looking forward to the next day. I didn’t know how she would arrange all that, but I was sure she would do that.
And I would watch everything. My cuckolding experience would start soon. I would watch my wife being fucked by my friend and made a whore of him. I would know that I’m not man enough to keep her, and that’s why she has to go to another man.
I would see my wife being used like a slut and treated like a whore. I would be watching all that and couldn’t do anything.
That night was the start of my cuckolding experience. My wife would use me for my money and fuck my friend. She would look at me with lust while she’s fucking with him. And she would tell me everything about how she’s being made a whore and being treated like a slut by him. She would laugh at me and make fun of my dick. She would tell me how I’m not man enough for her, and she has to look for another man to satisfy her.
All that was going to happen. I was excited. I was looking forward to it. And I knew that it’s going to start very soon. My wife is going to plan something, and I’m going to get my cuckolding experience very soon.
My life was going to change, and I was excited about it. I would never forget that night when my wife fucked my friend in front of me and told me everything. That night was the start of my new life as a cuckold husband of a slutty wife who fucks my friend. My friend was going to make my wife his whore, and I was going to watch everything and couldn’t do anything. I was a cuckold, and I was waiting for my cuckolding experience. And it started soon. She arranged everything, and I got my cuckolding experience of watching my wife fucking my friend. And then it started. She fucked him every day and every night. She became his whore. He made her his slut. And I was watching everything.
It was the best time of my life. I would never forget my cuckolding experience with Baljeet and my wife, Noori. She made me a cuckold, and he made her his whore. I got my cuckolding experience, and it changed my life forever. I became a cuckold, and she became his slut. I would never forget everything that happened between us.
That’s the story of how I became a cuckold. She was my wife, and he was my friend. And now she’s his slut, and I’m her cuckold. I’m happy with everything. I don’t have any regret. I just want him to fuck her more and make her more slutty. That’s all I want now. My cuckolding experience has changed me, and now I’m looking forward to seeing her becoming more slutty and him fucking her more. That’s the only thing I want now. I just want to watch her being fucked by him and treated like a slut. That’s the only happiness of my life now.
She’s his whore, and I’m her husband and his friend. That’s how our life has become. And I don’t have any problem with that. She’s happy being fucked by him, and I’m happy watching them fucking. That’s our life now, and we’re enjoying it. And I hope it will always be like that. My wife being fucked by my friend, and me watching everything. That’s what I want. That’s my happiness. That’s my cuckolding experience.
I hope you liked it. Let me know in the comments if you want me to write the story of what happened after that night. How she was treated like a slut by my friend, and how she became his whore. And how I watched everything. I can write another story about all that if you want.
So, let me know in the comments, and then I’ll write another story of my cuckolding experience with his friend.