Hi all, this is Anusha, I will narrate the story of my transformation from being a loving wife to my husband to become a whore to many.
This story is a long one, so read patiently to understand the sequence of events that happened in my life. First, I will tell you about myself. I am 6 ft in height, fair, slender with slightly bigger breasts and hips, and long slender legs. But, I was unlucky in love as both my affairs in college didn’t work out.
I got married soon after in an arranged marriage. Let me introduce my husband Ankit. He is as tall as me, good-looking, and has a slender build, with a nice cock.
Initially, everything was normal, as he was very inexperienced in lovemaking, I didn’t pay too much attention to it, as I felt he will learn the ropes. But I found no improvements in him even after several months. Fucking to him, just meant putting it in, bang-bang, and done.
I was shy initially to demand a proper fuck. But later, I tried to reason with him about my pleasure as well. I tried to teach him about love-making by spicing it up, but all my imploring went in vain. He was just not “up” and could not match my lust.
The marriage should be made on the basis of sexual compatibility, some people have higher energy levels but some are too mellow, and then it just doesn’t work. Even in my teenage years, I was sexually active, masturbating almost daily, but after marriage, it didn’t seem like a good idea, so I stopped.
Slowly, discord in our marriage started to show up. I was always frustrated but didn’t want to go behind his back and cheat on him, to seek sexual pleasures.
Then, one fine day after my husband finished his two-minute act, I exploded in anger. I told him that I want a proper fuck, an orgasm, which I have never had with him in the whole year of marriage.
He asked, “What do you mean proper fuck, everyone has it this way?”
I said, “I want someone to hold me tightly and hammer away until I beg them to stop. I want my pussy to be eaten. I want my ass to be fucked (PS: I had tried it with my ex before, and I had enjoyed it), my breast smothered.”
“Did you ever ask me for a blowjob, or to suck your balls? Why do you have a wife? Just to cook and clean?” my husband was astonished at my outburst.
He asked me whether I will do all this. I said, “I will do whatever you ask, anything to pleasure you.”
Then he asked me, “Will you do a threesome?”
I said, “Threesome, foursome, five-some or any-some, only in return I need is that I want to go to the throes of passion. I want to orgasm like a ripple in the lake, never-ending until I go weak in my legs or blank out.”
Now I could feel, my husband’s manhood was stirring, for the first time in a year, after having sex. Then he asked me, “Will you fuck another man in my presence?”
I was shocked to hear that. I thought threesome meant that he wanted to have sex with another woman. But he had hit the bull’s eye. I started leaking by just hearing about it.
I defiantly said, “Yes, if that is what you want.” Now, I could sense the stirring in his loins. I continued, “I could fuck any number of people if you ask me.”
“I will take hard cocks in my pussy, in my ass, in my mouth. I will drink their cum, suck their balls,” After saying this, I slowly moved to get hold of my husband’s shaft. It was rock-hard and had grown bigger than ever.
I teasingly took it in my mouth, licking the tip, lubricating it inch by inch. I moved down all the way. I took his ball sack and massaged it, and in no time I did a full throat. I was sucking with tremendous pleasure. As usual, he showed his hastiness to pin me down and plough his cock into me.
My husband started ramming, and as I expected, it took more time than usual for him to cum. I took it as an improvement. I thought this man has some weird fantasies, but I didn’t think he will act on them.
To my surprise, the next day he sent me the profiles of four men and asked me to go through them and let him know if I liked anyone. I almost had an orgasm by just thinking of strangers fucking me, teaming with my husband. I carefully went through the profiles but didn’t reply to him immediately.
After I reached home, Ankit was already there waiting for me. He looked at me quizzically. “Did you like anyone?”
I asked him, “Are you sure about this? I thought you were fantasizing, which was ok, but do you really want to go ahead?”
I could sense his disappointment, so I said, “If you really want to do it, I have no issue doing it. I liked Suraj’s profile, but we should do due diligence before stepping into it because we should not end up embarrassing ourselves.”
I went ahead and pushed him to the sofa, and pulled his shorts down. Then I took his cock in my mouth and was sucking him like a lollypop. I was teasing him. His cock soon became rock hard in no time. I kept massaging his balls, then I started the dirty talk, “How would you feel if I suck Suraj’s cock, bouncing on his cock and sucking your balls?”
My hubby was almost on the verge of cumming. Then I bared my teeth on the tip of cock, creating unending pleasure. He came violently into my mouth which I lapped up.
I cleaned him up dry. He was spent but was happy. I never knew that he had a fetish like this, had many firsts in two days.
Any talk of fucking someone used stir him up, so I used it to get some nice fuck over the week. At the weekend Ankit scheduled a meeting with Suraj to find out more about him, and his willingness to participate with us. Ankit was in his elements. I could sense his real excitement. I sincerely hoped that this excitement would last longer.
On a Friday evening, Ankit met Suraj in a downtown bar and they bonded well.
Ankit texted me, in between saying that he liked him and that he appears very decent. Later he made me speak with him as well.
It was awkward for me, but as Ankit insisted I went ahead, our conversation went like this,
Me: Hi.
Suraj: Hi.
Me: Uummmmmm..
Suraj: Don’t worry. It won’t be awkward when we meet.
Me: What do you mean?
Suraj: I have made a proper plan to fuck your brains out.
Me: Huuummmmm.
Suraj: First, I will fuck your pretty mouth, and then your pussy until it sings, and then your ass.
Me: Is Ankit there?
Suraj: Yes, he is listening.
Me: Let me see. Will it be all just talk or real. I think you will last exactly two minutes in my pussy, if it’s ass half a minute, if you survive more, consider yourself as a winner.
Suraj: (gasps) Listen, if I don’t make you beg me to stop, I will change my name.
Me: I am up for the challenge.
Ankit: Shall I bring him over now.
Me: Are you mad? Come home now, we will plan later.
Half an hour later, Ankit arrived. As soon as he arrived, he started kissing me. I started undressing him, I was in my nightgown. In no time, he latched on to my nipples, pinching and kneading them, then he moved over to my pussy first time after marriage. I guided him to the right place, as he started fingering me.
I had started feeling that heaviness, which goes up and up until it explodes in a mind-blowing orgasm. I cummed directly into his mouth.
Then I pulled him up to kiss him, tasting my cum and pleading with him to enter me, which he did in one plunge and started stroking rhythmically taking me to that heavenly abode step by step.
I was moaning hard and whispered asking him about Suraj’s endowments and his size, what he thinks about it, which triggered him further.
Then we fell into a loop of orgasm together, filling my pussy hole with hot cum.
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This is it guys, for the first part. If you liked it, write your opinion and comments to [email protected]
If I receive enough encouragement, I will write how I ended up with 5 handsome men and all our adventures.