Hi everyone, this is Raj from Bangalore. I hope you’re doing well. Welcome to the story of Yashmi and Ravi’s The Cuckold’s Proposal.
It was an unusual request, but I couldn’t deny the excitement coursing through my veins as I stepped into the cosy coffee shop. Ravi and Yashmi, a young couple with a unique proposition, had invited me here. I, Raj, a 32-year-old with an average build, was about to embark on a hidden fantasy of Mr and Mrs Ravi.
I spotted them in a secluded corner, their eyes sparkling with anticipation. Ravi, a slender 35-year-old with an eager smile, introduced me to his partner, Yashmi, 30-year old. She was stunning, with black hair that framed her delicate face and a body that left me speechless.
Her slim waist, big boobs, and long legs made my mouth go dry. She had an unforgettable figure of 34d 28 34. “We’re so glad you could make it, Raj,” Ravi said, his voice filled with enthusiasm. We spoke a lot of random stuff to put ourselves at ease.
In all that, I was ogling at Yashmi. Finally Ravi told the intention of the meeting. “Yashmi and I have a particular interest, and we think you might be the perfect fit.”
I couldn’t help but wonder what they had in mind. Yashmi’s eyes locked with mine, and I felt a jolt of electricity. This was more than a simple coffee date.
“We’ve been exploring our desires, and Ravi has a cuckold fantasy,” she explained, her voice soft and sultry. “He wants to watch me being fucked with another man. Someone who can satisfy my needs while he enjoys the view.”
My heart raced as I grasped the nature of their request. I had never been in such a situation, but the thought of being desired by a woman like Yashmi was intoxicating.
“I understand if this isn’t your thing,” Ravi added, his eyes hopeful. “But we’d love to explore this with you if you’re willing.”
I took a deep breath, my shyness momentarily forgotten. “I’m intrigued. I’ve never done anything like this, but I’d love to be a part of your fantasy.”
Yashmi’s smile was radiant, and I felt a surge of confidence. We arranged to meet the following weekend at a discreet hotel, ensuring our privacy.
As the days passed, my nerves and anticipation grew. I spent time preparing and learning basic massage techniques, hoping to relax Yashmi and set the mood. I wanted to ensure her pleasure, even though I was far from an expert.
Finally, the weekend arrived, and I found myself in a luxurious hotel suite with Ravi and Yashmi. The atmosphere was charged with erotic tension. Ravi’s eyes shone with anticipation as he explained the plan.
“Yashmi, my love, why don’t you lie down on the bed? Raj, would you be so kind as to give her a massage? It will help her relax and prepare for what’s to come.”
Yashmi gracefully removed her robe, revealing her flawless body with her boobs and pussy covered in a red bra and g-string panty. Her skin glowed under the soft lighting, and my mouth watered at the sight of her smooth body.
I approached her, my hands slightly trembling, and began to massage her shoulders. Yashmi sighed, her body responding to my touch. I worked my way down her back, kneading her muscles, and felt her tension melt away.
My fingers traced the curves of her waist, and I couldn’t help but admire her perfect shape. I was massaging her back. I asked her if I could remove her panty, and she obliged and let me remove her panty and bra.
I started kneading her ass. I was touching her side boobs in the pretext of massage. My cock was rock hard in the meantime.
I inserted my finger on her ass crack to interrogate her. She moaned ahhhhh.
“Oh, Raj, that feels incredible,” she purred, her voice husky with desire. “You have a talent for this.”
Encouraged by her words, I focused on her ass, my hands gliding over her soft skin. I dared to venture closer to her perfect pussy, my fingers brushing against her sensitive spots. Yashmi’s breath quickened, and I knew I was awakening her sexual desire.
“Mmm, keep going,” she whispered, her eyes fluttering shut. “Touch me everywhere.”
Then I asked her to turn around. She turned around, and there was a wow sound from my mouth looking at her big boobs and clean shaved pussy. She has pink, rosy nipples pointing at me.
I started massaging her boobs. She was moaning loudly. I was pinching her nipples. She was uncontrollable in all that time I was playing with her hard nipples and big boobs.
My focus turned to her clean, shaved pink pussy, which was glowing with oozing juices. I just placed my fingers on the tip of her pussy lips. Her ass jerked with my touch.
I slowly inserted a finger and massaged it. She started moaning loudly.
I inserted 2 fingers and started finger fucking her. She was shouting, “Oh, Raj, You have magic in your fingers, go deeep darling. Ah!”
I finger fucked her till her juices flowed out. We relaxed for a couple of minutes to get her ready. After a couple of minutes, I hugged her, and we started kissing passionately.
I bit her lower lip, and a small moan left her mouth. After 2 minutes, we broke the kiss, and I focused on her big boobs. I was sucking her left boob like a small kid while massaging her right boob. After some time, I changed, sucking to the right boob and massing the left boob.
She was uncontrollable till the time and was playing with my cock. After playing with her boobs, we moved to the 69 position so that we could explore each other’s love tools.
I was sucking her pussy vigorously, and she was sucking my cock like a pro. We continued to suck each other for 10 minutes, and we were ready for the main action.
“Raj, I need you,” she breathed, opening her eyes to meet mine. “Make love to me.”
I didn’t need any further encouragement. I positioned myself between her legs, my dick throbbing with anticipation. Yashmi guided me inside her, and I gasped at the tightness of her pussy. She was wet and warm, and I felt like I was home.
I started slowly, thrusting gently, as I wanted to savour every moment. Yashmi’s eyes were locked on mine, her passion burning brightly. I could see Ravi in the corner of my eye, his erection straining against his pants as he watched us.
“Fuck me harder, Raj,” Yashmi demanded, her voice hoarse with need. “Make me cum while he watches.”
I obliged, picking up the pace and driving into her with abandon. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, and her moans filled the room. I felt her pussy tighten around my cock, and I knew she was close.
“Oh yes, right there!” she cried out, her body arching off the bed. “I’m cumming, Raj! Keep fucking me!”
I didn’t hold back, pounding into her as her orgasm washed over her. Her pussy clenched around my cock, milking me, and I couldn’t hold on any longer.
“I’m cumming too, Yashmi!” I grunted, my body tensing as I released my load deep inside her.
As our orgasms subsided, we lay entangled, breathless. Ravi approached us, his eyes dark with desire. He kissed Yashmi tenderly, then turned to me, his hand reaching out to stroke my spent cock.
“Thank you, Raj. You’ve given us an incredible experience. I can’t wait to do this again.”
I smiled, feeling a sense of satisfaction and arousal I had never known before. This hidden fantasy had unlocked a new world of pleasure, and I knew this was just the beginning.
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