Consequences of A Wife’s Bad Fantasy
69 position, fantasy, missionary

Hello Readers. I am back with a real incident! Hope you enjoy the story. I am Pavani, I am married. I completed my engineering and was working in Hyderabad. I didn’t have any affairs before marriage. I was clean and a virgin. I married Sarath, and I lost my virginity to him on my first night. It was a memorable night as he enjoyed my body 5 times. It was painful, and I was drenched that night. Later, we had unlimited fun on our honeymoon. Then later, I shifted to an in-law’s house, and it has not worked with his mother. I don’t have any interest in dog fights, and hubby became the caretaker between us, and eventually we moved to a separate house. Life became more complicated as our earnings were low, and we felt below the poverty line. With this struggle, we left Hyderabad and moved to Pune as we got better opportunities. We worked for two years in Pune and shifted to Bangalore with a better pay scale. Finally, we decided to have a kid, and soon I became pregnant. We both used to have sex at least 4 days a week, and he does for 45 minutes. I never felt short of happiness with him on the bed. I got my delivery in Bangalore, and post that, my parents took me to their place. I started to miss my hubby during that period, and slowly, my sexual needs doubled. During that time, I remember once we both visited sex stories websites, but it didn’t work. Stories were like mom fuck, son fuck, which was fake. We thought it was not good stuff to read and close the topic. But I started to read stories other than incest. I found a Wife-swapping story in a portal and connected with the author’s wife. I reached out with a fake name via hangout and chatted with her for a week. She loves to watch her hubby’s sex with another lady, and it’s weird for me. Later, I deleted the fake account and moved to Bangalore. My brother got a job in Bangalore, so my parents moved to Bangalore. They took a flat near my house. Reunion with my husband after delivery was emotional. He treated me roughly on the bed. I wanted him to go hard as I was craving for him. I rejoined the company after maternity leave. The staff has changed with new girls. One day, my hubby and I were watching the movie and it had a bold scene. Heroin’s facial expressions were very seductive, and her moans were high. Then, our conversation moves on. Me: Chitti (I call my hubby Chitti), it’s too romantic. He: Yes, let’s start then. Me: Wait, Chitti! Let’s see together. He: Haha, let’s do it. Me: Abba Chitti. Chitti, did I moan like her? He: Yes, you do. Me: Chitti! I don’t moan. He: You want me to record. You moan very loudly when I kiss you below. Me: Chee! Did I moan louder? He: Yes, a lot during sex, too. We had sex, but I did not notice my moans. But at the same time, I would love to hear my hard moans and see my facial expressions. Then, I used to ask him how I moaned, and his response was the same, “I can’t say that you moan sexy.” One day, I told him I wanted to hear my moans. We agreed to record our sex. It was unsuccessful because I felt ashamed to become nude in front of the camera. Forcefully, we did, but it’s not up to mark as we both knew the fact of recording and natural flavour was missed in the video. Later, we installed SPY CCTV in our bedroom to record our sex. My hubby was not interested, but I was desperate to listen to my moans. My sex carvings were high after my delivery, and I wanted to do kinky things. To add up a spice, we didn’t have sex for three weeks. We wanted to be more aggressive so that we both could view natural feelings. My period was over, and luckily, we got one additional holiday. I was away from sex for almost all 3 weeks, and we had hardcore sex in the night. Initially, we both forgot about the spy camera and later, at night, we both checked the recorded session. I moaned louder and dirty. My facial expressions were cute, and that made my hubby for another round. I had plenty of sex and completed 2 packets of Kamasutra condoms in 3 days. One day in the office, during the tea break in the evening, we (girls gang) were discussing the in-laws and their annoying culture. During the discussion, Ankita said, “Your husband is good and supports you.” My immediate thought was how this slut knew about my husband’s behaviour ( Lanja Munda ki Ela tesulu.) I smiled and asked her how come, you know, then she replied, “You are always happy and never raised complaints about your hubby. I can understand you control your hubby.” But her response was not convincing for me, and I felt she knew my hubby well. At night, I checked my hubby’s Facebook and Ankita was on his friend list and her number was stored in his mobile. They both worked together in their previous company in Hyderabad. My hubby didn’t say much about her and shied away. After a week, during the weekend, I intentionally brought up this topic in afternoon sex. I waited for one round and then started my conversation. My baby was sleeping, and both were nude, lying on the bed. I put my head on his chest and said. Me: Chitti. He: Yes. Me: What have you done with me? After delivery, I was not able to say no to you. He: (smiled) You look so hot after delivery. Can’t control my feelings. Fuck me again (Dengava) He pushed me into a missionary position, and his chest was rubbing my boobs. Me: Chitti! Ankita’s boobs are soft like me? He: Pressed my boobs and said, “I don’t know.” Me: Chitti! Fuck, fuck He: Pushed his dick, and I was saying chitti. Me: Fuck me! Fuck me! Think I am Ankita. Then he became super rude and had hard sex for close to 15 minutes. We had a few more rounds, but I figured out Ankita was his ex. Hubby didn’t disclose it, and Ankita didn’t interact with me. I decided to move out of my comfort zone and put him in front of his table. Me: Chitti. He: Yes? Me: Have you fuck Ankita? ( Ankita ni Dengava) He was surprised by my question and said no with a nervous. Me: Do you want to fuck her again (Malli dendutava?) He: Shut up! Me: Fuck her in front of my eyes ( na mundu dengu) I asked him to fuck in front of me. Butt he didn’t say anything and shouted at me. This was repeated for a month. Finally, we concluded that he would fuck her, but not in front of me. ( I can’t describe everything in the story). Even though we fought every day, I used to have sex with him. After delivery, my sex carvings were high, and I wanted to have kinky things on the bed. I became more bold and shameless. I was asking for more sex in different positions, and hubby is doing it with me. I forced my hubby a lot to fuck Ankita in front of my eyes, and it’s not ethical for me. Hubby gave me the twist that he would never reach out to Ankita for sex. I should convince her without impacting our marriage life. After a few days, I understand that she is ready to be a whore as she is not getting a basic dose from her husband. Her Sex life is dry as her hubby is spending 4 hours in traffic and not having sex with her. Intentionally, I used to chat about my sex life with her (bits and pieces) and noticed desperation from her. On the other hand, hubby is not making any effort to chat with her. I was pushing him, but no response from him and our conversation during that night was below. Me: Ankita is looking for sex. Chat with her now. He: How come you know about Ankita’s sex life? Me: Arrey! As a girl, I understand her inner feelings. Her hubby is not doing with her as he travels more than 4 hours in traffic and lack of sleep. He: Oh! I don’t chat with her. I feel shy. Me: Does your dick know about the meaning of shy? Asshole! You were violent the first night, and tears came out from my eyes more than 3 times. He smiled! You are my wife, and your pussy is mine. The first night is about the sex. Me: OK, give me your mobile. I send a WhatsApp message to Ankita from my hubby’s mobile saying, “ Hey Ankita,” at around 11:00 pm. Immediately, she responded with Hi. Me: Can we meet? It’s been a long time since we didn’t meet. She didn’t respond to the chat and my hubby was laughing at me. After 30 minutes, I texted her from my hubby’s mobile, saying, “I will be alone this Friday as my wife will be out of town”. She didn’t respond. The next day in the office I met her and she didn’t say anything about the message. I informed her that I would be out of the office on Friday. There was no happy expression from her and no response to my hubby too. We had good sex. I was lying on my hubby’s chest and told him that Ankita was not interested in you. He: Why should she be interested in me? She married a rich guy. Me: I thought I could fulfil my fantasy. He: Don’t read too much of sex stories. Those are fake stories. Me: I love to watch your sex episodes with other women. He: Don’t risk life for fantasy. We have a kid and we both are doing well. Me: I am happy in bed, but something I should do to remember for old age. Then, all of a sudden, my hubby got a message from Ankita. He was disappointed, and I was happy. Her message was, “She told me where is she going?” Me: (with hubby’s mobile, she is going out along with her parents) for 3 days. Will be back on Sunday night. She: OK. Me: How are you doing? Having fun with hubby. She: Life is dry! Me: Can we meet? She: When and where? Me: You can come to my place. I am alone for 3 days. She: (She took time to respond) I am married and can’t meet directly like before. Me: I understand you, trust me, my place is good and safe. She: ufff! Let’s see. I will let you know by tomorrow. The next day, she applied for leave, and I was excited. She confirmed that she will meet hubby on Friday. Hubby is not interested as I watch them through spy cam. Finally, I convinced my hubby, and on Friday, I moved to my parents ‘ place. My parents were out of town, and my brother went to the office. Me and my kid at my mom’s place, and I log into Spy Cam with an app. Ankita arrived at my place, and they both had yet to arrive in the bedroom. A spy cam is installed in the bulb holder in my bedroom. It’s been 15 minutes, and they didn’t come up to the bedroom. My excitement level was high. I was curious what they were doing in the living room. Finally, I saw them in the bedroom. They were kissing passionately and entered the bedroom. They both were hugging tightly and kissing hard. Ankita is in a bra and panty, and my hubby is in lowers. I can see half-nude boobs easily as her bra strips are out of the shoulder. She is 5.3 feet, fair, with 36 sizes of boobs. Her waist is 30, with a good round shape of ass. Her boobs were half nude, and the rest covered with her bra. My inner feelings were like, why is she behaving like a true whore. Bloody shameless whore ( Lanja Munda, sigguleni lanja). My hubby’s hands were around her waist and kissing her lips. Her hands were around his waist. Their tongue got twisted and did not break the kiss. He lifted her while kissing, and she quickly kept her legs around his waist and kissed very passionately. And then, she unhooked her bra and removed her bra completely. She threw her bra and pushed his head towards her boobs. He shamelessly bit her brown nipple, and I heard her moan. Ankita’s legs were around my hubby’s waist, and hubby was biting her nipple one after another. Her moans were louder and louder. He started to suck her boobs one after another. She was moaning like, “Yeah! Yes, eat it.” He sucked her boobs for some time and put her on the bed. She pulled my hubby’s underwear without being shy and said, “ I can’t wait, asshole! My pussy is craving for sex and fuck me hard” ( Orey, puku ni Dengava) I was surprised by her bad words. She is desperate and demanding my hubby for sex. She placed his hands on her panty waistband and signalled him to remove her panty. She moaned, “ Honey! Panty is wet, and take it off”. She moved her legs wider and raised her waist. Hubby started to pull her panty from the waist to the thighs and then calves and feet. Her eyes were hungry, and she moved her legs wider. His dick is standing like a tower, and his face is enlightened. He is seeing her pussy with lust. She signalled him with her index finger to kiss her pussy. With her seductive voice, she said, “Oye! Make my treasure happy! Fuck me like bitch.” (Puku ni dengu. Ni lanja ni nenu). He didn’t waste any time and jumped on her cunt. He moved her legs wider and buried his head inside her pussy. Her moans were high and higher. Her hands were pushing his head hard and shouting and moaning. He was licking her pussy, and her fingers moved onto her nipples. She was pressing her nipples hard and moaning like your mother fucker, ass hole. Her moans become dirty and louder. She folded her one leg, and I could not see my hubby through the spy cam. I was not happy and my blood started to boil like 1000 degrees. I started to feel bad watching pussy licking of other women by hubby. Ankita started to say, “Enough of licking! I am carving for sex, baby.” (Chalu, Inka nanu denga ra lanja kokada) He stopped licking her pussy and started to kiss his waist, and reached her boobs. His face is wet, and Ankita holds his dick with huge lust in her eyes. I understand what Ankita wants from my husband. I got angry and felt bad. She is dirty and does not feel shy. He down the dick skin and said, can I suck your dick with a very seductive voice ( modda cheekida) Fuck! It’s out of the syllabus for me, and I can’t imagine Ankita’s behavior. She was talking very desi language, and my hubby was on high. Ankita is rubbing his dick, and slowly she starts to bite her lips. His dick was raising, and she touched his nipples intentionally. Hubby held her hair hard while she was massaging hubby’s chest nipple with her nipples. I can see he is pulling her hair hard with aggression on his face. Then, this slut started to lick his chest nipples and bit it hard. After that, she went down and took his dick inside her mouth. She is making moans and taking her tongue out and licking dick like choco bar ice cream. Later my hubby held her hair and thrust his dick inside her mouth. I can’t see her eyes, but she is enjoying it. And all of a sudden, I hear my hubby’s voice, “I am ready to cum!” Hubby’s facial expressions have changed, and I know he cum inside her mouth. She took all the cum and changed her position to 69. She literally sits on my hubby’s mouth and licks his dick. My hubby’s hands were on either side of her waist. He is pushing his head hard between her legs. Ankita started to moan aloud and stopped licking the dick. She started moving her ass back, and hubby was licking her pussy. Then she moved her waist in the round and started to moan like, “Fuck, Fuck, son of bitch! Fuck my mom.” (Dengara, ni ammi ni Denga, dengu, na Amma dengu). I was not sure if he was sucking her pussy or ass. But her moans were pure Desi, and hubby licked her for some time. Hubby took the condom, and without wasting any time, she moved into a missionary position and spread her legs wider. He pushed his dick without wasting any time, and I logged out from spycam. I was crying and not feeling good. Honestly, it was not good to see a live sex episode, and I ruined my life. I encourage hubby, but I can’t stop my tears. After 30 minutes, I decided to turn on the spy camera, and they both were fucking in women and top. Their desi conservation was next level and I felt shy to hear. Ankita was saying like, “ Fuck me, my mom is slut, and I am slut. Fuck me in front of my mom, fuck.” ( Dengu, ma Amma ni kuda dengu, lanja family madhi, dengu ra). Those moans were not comfortable, and I turned off the app with anger on my face. After an hour, I turned on, and they were sleeping nude on the bed. After two hours, I turned on the app. This time, they both were in doggy positions. I switched off and uninstalled the app. At 4 pm, I called my hubby, and by that time, Ankita had left home. I reached home, removed the spy camera, and burnt the memory card inside the camera. I was very angry, and I shouldn’t have encouraged my hubby for this adventure. I lost feelings for my hubby and sex. We stopped talking for close to 7 months. I was away for sex for 7 months. It’s my mistake, and thankfully my hubby is a nice person and didn’t leave me. After a year, we left Bangalore and shifted to Chennai and things got settled after that. But it’s a lesson learnt for me. Kindly share feedback at [email protected].