I believe that you have read my first story, ‘Her Part-Time Work.’ It is about my wife, Champa. She was a receptionist in a hotel and a part-time prostitute to some guests. She started the part-time profession for fun during her college days. She continued it as a full time profession after completing her degree.
She became a professional hi-fi prostitute on good demand from star hotels and resorts. She had tie-ups with a few hotels and also with Mr. Akshay. Akshay was running an escort agency. Through Akshay, she was getting high-profile customers. Some customers were taking her to outside places for weekend fun.
She was accepting packages for 2 or 3 days on weekends. Akshay was marketing her by saying that she is a recently married young lady. It is because many people would like to fuck other’s wives more than their wives.
On weekends, Champa was escorting hi fi guys to outstations like picnic spots, beaches and hill stations. She escorted her customers to Ooty, Kodaikanal, Coorg, Goa, some places in Kerala, such as Wayanad, Munnar and Kumarakom and Tekkady.
She had a night stay in the boat house in the middle of the sea along with her customer. Needless to mention that she did fuck with him in the sea. During her boat journey, she stripped and stood in lingerie in the front part of the boat. She gave a good nude show to other boat travellers also. She is a shameless lady.
On other weekdays she was going to hotels where Akshay was spotting customers for her. Some customers were using her for a full night, whereas some others wanted for a short period, like 1 or 2 hours. After 2 hours, Akshay shifted her to another hotel to serve a second customer. She was a real Randi.
She was hired by many foreigners also. She had given service to some Arabs who had big circumcised cock during their business trips to Kerala. Those Sheiks were fucking hard without a condom. They were saying that cum should not be wasted in condoms; it should go inside the woman’s body.
They fucked Champa without a condom and ejaculated inside her pussy. Many had jerked in her mouth and forced her to swallow. They did not allow her to spit it out.
As she was sleeping with customers almost every night, I was deprived of regular sex with her. Of course, I was getting her occasionally when she had no customers, maybe once in 15 days or so. But she did not want sex on those nights. She wanted to relax without sex.
Still, I was fucking her for a short duration with foreplay for 15 minutes and one quick shot in pussy for 10 minutes, mostly in doggy or missionary styles. When I pumped a few strokes she was telling me to stop. I was stopping and getting disappointed.
My shots were with condoms. She was a prostitute, and my safety was important to me. She was giving me a blowjob, but I did not dare to lick her pussy. However, I was licking her ass hole as I felt that it was safer compared to the pussy of a prostitute.
In the early days after marriage, I should have been fucking her every night for hours together. But after 15-20 minutes fucking, she was telling me to stop. Then she was sleeping till morning, but I had sleepless nights. I had lost my sex life with my whoring wife. She was a pucca slut.
Our first night had been arranged in a hotel on the next day of marriage. It was the same hotel where she was a regular slut. Hotel room boys thought that I was her customer. One room boy brought a condom pack and knocked on the door. It was a routine thing for those boys.
She removed all the clothes quickly and widened her legs open. Perhaps it was her routine with customers. She told me to remove my underwear and insert my dick. My whole dick easily went in her loose hole on the first attempt itself. Her pussy was very loose because many thick dicks had gone inside in the past.
It was the first night for me only and not for her. When I moved the dick in and out a few times, she told me to stop and withdraw. I withdrew and slept with her after wearing my underwear tight. She slept naked till morning. I could not sleep properly, and my dick was becoming hard again. But she slept well.
Morning at 7 am the room boy brought coffee. I opened the door, and he came in. Champa was awake but still lying naked, and the boy saw her. He was not surprised, maybe because he had seen her naked body many times in the past.
Champa also did not feel shy nor did she cover her body when the room boy entered the room. She was a typical bitch.
The next night should have been my second night. I was hoping to fuck her and ejaculate inside. I had kept a full stock of cum in my balls. I had never masturbated before, and I wanted to release everything in her pussy on the second night.
But Akshay arranged a customer, and she chose to sleep with the customer on my second night. She removed her panties and widened her legs for the customer in the same hotel where yesterday she was my bride.
At home I tied the langot very tight and tried to sleep. My dick was getting hard again and again, causing pain. I could not control my desire for sex. Finally, I removed the langot and pressed my dick with my hands. It was the first handjob in my life. White cum gushed out from the dick, and then the dick lost erection.
I had reserved this cum for many years to put inside my wife’s pussy. But today, I wasted it helplessly. My real second night with her came after one week. In between my first and second nights, as many as six customers had used my wife.
Jokingly, during that period she was the wife to six different guys spotted by Akshay. Ha ha ha. Should I call them my brothers?
The situation continued like this on a regular basis. She was a prostitute, and I was a helpless husband. On seeing the mangalsutra on her neck and sindur on her forehead, her customers were excited. They talk dirty with her, strip her, kiss her and fuck her with double strength.
People are eager to fuck another man’s wife. They feel happy to ejaculate inside the pussy of another’s wife. Akshay was marketing her by showcasing her as a recently married girl whose husband is staying abroad. Or as a dissatisfied housewife whose husband is not able to fuck.
People get double vigour to fuck another’s wife. Some guys preferred to fuck without a condom. They felt that fucking a housewife was very safe. Akshay had told them that Champa was a housewife, not a call girl. Those high-end customers did not know that she was a professional prostitute.
Now, Akshay was taking more money from customers but paying a fixed amount to Champa. Akshay was showing her nude photos to the customers and striking a deal.
All this happened 24 years ago when Champa was just a 23-24 year old girl. In those days, she was getting 1k per shot for one hour and 3k for a full night. But Akshay was taking 3K and 10K respectively from customers. That means 30% to her and 70% to Akshay.
Now, after many years, Champa is 48, and she gets 3k for one hour and 10k for a full night. Some young men prefer experienced middle-aged aunties. Thus she has a good market now also.
I was disappointed soon after my marriage and she did not bother. My pre-wedding dream of fucking every night 3 or 4 rounds got shattered.
One year passed like this. Our first wedding anniversary came. I suggested to Champa that she be free on that day to celebrate the anniversary. But Akshay wanted her services to another man. Akshay had sold her to a rich man by saying that he would get one young married lady on her wedding anniversary.
She earned money on the anniversary day instead of spending money on celebrations. Wonderful business model. I was totally disappointed on that day. I could not control my feelings. Out of anger, I went to a brothel and fucked one girl by paying money.
It was the first full-fledged fucking of my life. I was satisfied to a great extent. The first experience of its kind in my life. Frustrated with my Champa, I decided to go to the brothel regularly and enjoy my life. I started going there regularly every weekend.
I started going to the brothel every week. I was spending half of my income there. I had fucked every girl available there. The brothel was located in a farmhouse on the outskirts of the city. It was a high-profile whorehouse with A-C rooms and educated girls. One experienced aunty of 55+ age ran it.
The aunty had a team of young girls to satisfy the customers. Most of them were college students or young working girls. They went to colleges or offices during the daytime and served the customers at aunt’s place in the night. They were earning a good amount of money.
Two ladies were serving there with the support of their husbands. They intended to add to the family income. 3 permanent girls were staying in that brothel who were brought from distant places.
I became a regular customer there. I visited every Saturday night. Aunty had reserved one slot for me at 10 pm on all Saturdays. I could go there at 10 pm, pick any available girl and enjoy for 2 hours for 3k.
Over many years I had fucked many college girls, working girls and visiting housewives. I was fucking with a condom. I did not want to take any risk to my health. Whenever a new girl (new maal, as they call it) was available, the aunty would call and inform me.
I was going there to fuck the new girl. I have been their customer for the past several years. When the new girl arrived I was going there any day without waiting for Saturday. But the 10 pm slot was not guaranteed. I had to wait for the available slot.
One day I received a call from the aunty that a new maal had arrived. I booked a slot for me for the next day. Aunty gave me the slot at 1 am. It means that I had to fuck the girl who was already fucked by 2 or 3 others. I like it. It is exciting to fuck a girl after she was fucked by another man.
I was dreaming to fuck the young maal. The next day night, I got ready to go there. I wore new underwear as well as an attractive pyjama and shirt. Driving my car, I reached the place at 11.15 pm. Aunty welcomed me and requested me to wait in the waiting room.
I waited for some more time. I was eager to see the new maal. Every minute was like one hour for me. Waiting is boring. Around 1 am, I heard the sound of a girl’s anklet (payal). The sound was advancing towards the room where I was sitting.
Then came a beautiful girl shaking her body and standing before the customers. She did not notice me. She was the new prostitute there. Extremely beautiful girl, and I started getting an erection inside my underwear.
She was wearing a white mini skirt from her waist to the middle of thigh level. And a transparent top above the belly. The cleavage was open, and one could see half of her boobs. Inside the top, there was a red bra, which was visible through the transparent top.
She came and bent as if to lift something from the floor. Then I saw her well-shaped hips covered with red panties. I think it was deliberately done to show her underwear to make the customers hot. I was surprised to see the new girl. She was resembling my wife Champa from the backside.
When she turned her face towards me, I was shocked. She was none other than my wife, Champa. She, too, felt a little embarrassed to see me there. But she was not willing to let others know. Nor was I ready to let anyone know that she was my wife. Why should I own a prostitute as my wife in front of others?
Aunty told her to choose the customer of her choice from the three. She saw everyone. She looked at my face as if she did not know me. Cleverly, she picked another man and held him by her hands. She quickly led him to the fucking room.
I experienced burning feelings in my heart. My heartbeat increased. But I controlled myself. Aunty told me to wait for the next slot at 3 pm or go with another available girl. I could not control my feelings. I shouted, “I can’t wait. I would fuck any other girl and go.”
The aunty said that no one was available and I had to wait. Seeing my restlessness, Aunty offered me to fuck her. I went with aunty to the fucking room, fucked her and finished the game quickly by jerking in a condom. It was my first but good experience with an aunt of nearly 60 years.
She told me to fuck in the ass, also. Out of frustration, I fucked her ass hole. It was the first anal sex in my life. Aunty went out of the room, but I remained there to relax. Then I heard Champa’s voice, laughter and murmurs from the adjacent room.
Champa was asking her customer, “Are you satisfied?” It indicated the end of the session. I wanted to see Champa after fucked by another man. So I came out of my room and waited near the door of the other room. As expected, Champa came out of the room wearing only a transparent nighty.
One could have a glance at her nude body through the transparent nighty. She was holding the used condoms in her hand for disposing. Prostitutes coming out of the room with a condom after fucking was common there. So I waited to see Champa in that style.
Sometimes men also come naked after fucking and go to the bathroom. Champa’s customer also came out naked. I saw his dick which had gone inside my wife’s pussy.
I asked Aunty what is the name of this new girl. She said her name was Sindhu and that Akshay had introduced her last week. I asked how the demand for Sindhu was. Aunty replied that this was the 3rd customer today. There are two more bookings for 3 am and 5 am slots.
I saw my wife, Champa, as an active prostitute, Sindhu. I also felt proud of her. I drove my car and reached home fast.
The next day, Champa did not come home. She came home after 3 days. I did not ask anything, and she did not say anything. We did not talk to each other for a week. Then, I wanted to break the ice. I called her Sindhu and talked. She also talked.
I asked her about her experience with customers. She asked me about my encounters with other ladies. We both told everything. There was no need to hide anything.
Years rolled like this. Champa wanted a baby. One day, she told me that she was pregnant. I asked her who is the father. She smiled and said, “You must own the baby.” She stopped going for prostitution. She was confined to home activities.
After 9 months, she delivered a female baby. I know for sure that I am not her biological father. But I am the legal father. Our daughter is now 19 years old. She has all the characteristics of her mother.
Her name is Bindu. Bindu has already tasted sex with boyfriends. I am sure that Sindhu is going to make Bindu a next-generation slut.
Now, there is a new trend in the sex world. It is cuckolding. Young and strong bulls are looking for cuckold couples. They want to fuck the wife in front of the husband. But getting such couples is not easy.
Some bulls are approaching Akshay to get cuckold couples. They are ready to pay a huge amount of money to the couple. Akshay wanted to earn money through cuckold couples. He approached Champa and told her to convince me. He offered double money to Champa for every cuckold session.
Champa decided to become Sindhu again. She told me about cuckolding and tried to convince me. I, too, agreed. Akshay called Champa and introduced his customer, bull, to her. She brings him to our house and introduces him to me. I welcome him to our bedroom.
Then their game starts. I remain there to watch their games. Champa gives him a blowjob. He strips her and fucks her in front of me. I watch. Both of them humiliate me a lot when they are engaged in fucking.
Humiliation is both verbal and physical. They tell me to undress and be naked. He tells me to wear her panties. One bull told me to suck his cock after he fucked Champa. Another bull does ass fucking and then tells me to lick that ass hole.
Humiliation includes caging, wearing Champa’s panties, licking ass holes, golden showers, drinking pee etc. Almost every month, there will be 2 or 3 such cuckold sessions in my house.
Apart from this, Akshay brings customers to my house, and Champa fucks with them in my bedroom. Her second innings has started.
My house has become a prostitute’s house now. Sometimes, Akshay brings a customer and a girl. With Champa’s permission, they use a room in my house for fucking.
In her second innings, Champa is earning a lot. Akshay gets a major share. I do not get anything except humiliation in cuckold sessions.
Please read this story and email your feedback to me at [email protected]. Your feedback will be a blessing to me. Vinay, Bengaluru