I Fuck My Wife While She Fucks A Stranger
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It was evening time, and we were just done with dinner. While I was doing some paperwork in my study, my wife Rina was in the kitchen doing the dishes. Suddenly our apartment doorbell rang. “Who is it, Aju, can you check?” she shouted from the kitchen. By Aju, she meant me. My name is Arjun Dharma. I went to see who it was this late at night. Rina asked a couple more times, but I didn’t say a word. After some time, I walked into the kitchen. She was still busy washing the dishes, oblivious to what was about to happen. My wife Rina is a dusky beauty. Her figure is 34-26-36, she stands at 5’1″. She has long hair, black hair, a cute child-like face with dimples. Her breasts are C cups. Slightly small for my taste, but overall she is a complete package. On top of that, being a Christian originally, she wears proper western outfits. Only a fool would be not attracted to her, especially sexually. Getting back to the story, I stood there, ogling at her behind. That night Rina was wearing a sexy pink silk nighty that ended above her knees. I scanned her from bottom to top. Starting from her feet inside soft slippers, waxed smooth, uncovered legs until her knees. The curve of her buttocks was nicely highlighted by that tight-fitting dress. This dress was a special surprise gift from her brother, who lives in the US. To this day, I am confused as to how he guessed Rina’s size correctly. The fabric is so thin and lightweight that the wearer feels as if they aren’t wearing anything. It’s complete freedom. Meanwhile, for perverts, the fabric hugs the body tightly, accentuating all the assets and curves. I stood there, watching Rina quietly to distract myself from the situation at hand. Still, I had to do it. I walked to her and hugged her from behind. “What are you doing, stop.” She spoke and mischievously threw some water at me. Meanwhile, I moved her hair and started kissing her neck. Rina liked it. Well, one thing I learned in my one year of marriage that Rina’s neck is her weakness. Kiss her neck a couple of times, and she will be aroused anyplace anytime. I continued to kiss her while feeling her body with my hands. I could feel lingerie underneath. Rina was enjoying my kisses as she struggled to finish the final few utensils. While kissing higher and higher, I gently bit her ear. She squeaked, pushing me back. “You seem to be in a good mood today,” she said while smiling. “How about I finish with the dishes, and then we watch that…” Rina abruptly ended her sentence as she turned to look at me. She noticed that my eyes were red and full of tears, as if I just cried a lot. To be honest, I did cry. You will soon understand why. Before Rina could say anything, I took a black cloth piece out of my pocket and showed it to her. “Today is that day,” I spoke in a serious tone. “Today!” Hearing these words out of my mouth, Rina got scared. Her beautiful dimples disappeared as I saw fear growing on her face. “Do we really have to do it? Again?” she asked. I hugged her while whispering, “You know this is the only way.” The reason for me to hug was because I was too embarrassed to make eye contact with her while I asked her to do this. Something so unspeakable. A great sin! We continued to hug, and while our cheeks rubbed against one another, I asked, “What should we do?” While I asked this question, my hands moved all over her body, trying to get her excited. Rina took some time to think while I rubbed her back and then slowly moved my hands down to squeeze her butt. “Okay,” she whispered. There was no excitement in her voice. She was loud, only enough for me to hear her response. “I know you don’t like it, but… ” I said, looking at her. “I’m sorry,” I said and then went for a kiss. Standing then and there, we shared a strong, passionate kiss. Our lips were locked, and tongues were intertwined. There was a lot of exchange of saliva. We didn’t even stop to breathe for a second. The moment we shared was very hot and exciting. Well, at least for her. Rina slipped her hand inside my pants to feel my crotch. Unfortunately, it was ice cold down there. She was disappointed to feel no erection whatsoever. That’s my problem. The only problem. Since my birth, I have had a perfect upbringing, perfect studies, and a perfect job. When I was old enough, my parents started looking for a suitable girl for me. But instead, I fell for a beautiful office receptionist called Rina. She fell for me too. We were in love and planned to get married. Our parents agreed too – no struggle there despite us being from different religions. But then one night when her parents were away, things got very comfortable, if you know what I mean. I have been carrying a condom since the day we first kissed. So I was prepared on that front. Our kisses were passion, undressing was hot, desperate, and wild. Unfortunately, by the time we moved to the bed, I lost my erection. That moment it went down and then refused to come up. For a long time, both of us sat there naked in bed. She kept staring at my penis in anticipation. For a moment, I got really scared that if I failed to get it up, Rina would refuse to get married. “It seems you are still shy. Don’t worry, it will eventually come up,” she said and kissed me again, making me forget about my problem. I didn’t get a hard-on that night. I don’t know if it was performance pressure or what. Because I was able to masturbate later in my bedroom while watching naked selfies of Rina. Since then, we have tried several times to have sex. We failed – for that one year before marriage, and one year after, we consulted many doctors. First, they blamed stress, then fast-paced city life, then my drinking habits, then my fast-food eating habits, then lack of fitness, and then lack of prior romance in my past life. All of it was true. I lost my virginity to a prostitute, and since then, I have never had sex until with Rina. They did many tests on me, including my sperm count. All reports came normal. After many sessions, we finally zeroed in on my true problem. As doctor Asthana said, “You have masturbated too much in your past life. So much so that your penis has learned to get excited only with the touch of your hand. So when it comes in contact with a vagina, your penis goes soft as the touch of a pussy isn’t as same as the touch of your hand.” “Also, watching porn doesn’t help. If a man is obsessed with porn, he can never fuck his wife. He will get some excitement only if he watches his wife fuck another man.” Hearing this got me very angry. I looked at Rina, who was sitting with me. I blamed her as Dr. Asthana was Rina’s father’s friend. I cursed the doctor and stormed out of his clinic. Although I tried hard to not think about it, an idea was planted in my head. Whenever I thought about the possibility of my wife having sex with another man, I got a sudden erection no matter where I was; dinner table, office, at a party, and that one time at a bus stop. The more I thought about it, the more convinced I was, “This is the way.” I said to myself. While I couldn’t dare to propose this idea to my wife Rina, I got another appointment with Dr. Asthana. That fucking pervert! I was such a big naive idiot to go back to him for help. While you think that such events happen only in porn films, suddenly you find yourself in a strange situation like this, and there is no way out. One afternoon when we went for the appointment, Dr. Asthana suggested the same idea. Then as a trial, he got both of us naked then and there. He stripped too. Rina was hesitant about this idea. But after all, this doctor was Rina’s trusted family friend. He made me rest my naked butt on his comfy chair while he made Rina rest on a bed. Then he went on to feel Rina’s naked body, all the while asking if it excited me. He made Rina squeeze his balls and stroke his cock in front of me. He made Rina give him a blowjob. Until that point, even I, her husband, didn’t ask her to take my thing in her mouth. Yet this shameless fucker slipped it in. Rina seemed very comfortable doing that. The reason for that I learned after the session. She told me how many years ago, Rina lost her virginity to this old but handsome doctor during one of her birthdays. The action that was happening during the session was super hot. But for some reason, it wasn’t enough to excite my dick. Primarily because he strictly warned me to not place my hand on my cock. When the doctor got on top of her, the first thing he did was kiss her neck. That’s when I learned my wife’s weakness. The more I observed, the more I was learning about my wife’s body. The doctor squeezed Rina’s tits while licking her lips, still nothing. The squeeze was gentle as he located her poking nipples and pulled on both of them simultaneously. He stuck his tongue down her throat until she was choking. Rina coughed, but she did not resist. He then moved his mouth to latch on to Rina’s tit. But then he stopped midway watching Rina. “You still don’t like that move, do you?” he said with a smile. Then he got on top and started rubbing his erection over her cunt. The doctor was not wearing any condom, so he was very careful to not slip it in. Remembering those events, I sometimes think that there is more to the story than what Rina tells me. She claims that they had sex once because she wanted to lose her virginity. But I don’t think that is a complete truth. Rina was too ashamed to look at me while committing this sin. But the doctor, from time to time, looked at my penis if it was hard. As he continued with his fake thrusts, the doctor asked Rina to moan. Hearing her voice got me excited. Seeing that doctor smiled. He continued to thrust harder as Rina got louder. “Ahhh… ahhh! Aju… ahh… fuck!” Finally, my dick was hard and in its full glory as the doctor suggested that I take his place and stick it in. I did exactly that. For the first time, I was enjoying the true pleasure of sleeping with a woman. Unfortunately, we were being watched. The doctor instructed our every moved as we continued to fuck in front of him. This was a very exciting situation. At one point, the doctor got dressed, saying, “Looks like you don’t need my help anymore.” He then walked out to deal with his other pending appointments. After twenty minutes or so, he returned. I was still fucking Rina. Well, due to this test, I was able to get an erection. Still, I struggled to cum inside her. Eventually, the doctor handed me a tissue saying, “Use your hand and be done with it.” Acknowledging it, I turned to a corner and started masturbating. Within a minute, I ejaculated inside the tissue and threw it in the trash. Both of us got dressed as the doctor gave his final remarks before concluding the session. “Today’s session was a partial success. Unfortunately, we can’t do this again. What I did for you, Rina, if someone sees us, I could lose my license.” Hearing him say that, I didn’t know whether I should be relieved or sad. Not waiting for my reaction, he continued, “I’m pretty sure that the reason Arjun had a successful erection today is that this session must have felt like one of those pornographic scenes. Am I right?” He asked, looking at me. But then, without waiting for me to respond, he continued, “Arjun, it is by creating situations like these, you will have to learn to have intercourse with your wife.” “Rina, now it is for you to decide. If you are expecting to get pregnant from sex, then we can do that clinically. But if you are seeking pleasure, then you’ll have to be open to situations like these where you will have to get intimate with other men in front of your husband… for the sake of your love life.” Rina didn’t announce her decision during that session. But a few days later, one night, she agreed to it. She laid down some ground rules, though. “I’m okay with sleeping with other men so long as they don’t fuck my pussy. The person I’ll be in bed with must be a stranger and preferably from a different city. Finally, I don’t want to know who I am sleeping with, so you will use this,” she said, giving me a black cloth to cover her eyes. I used this same black cloth as a blindfold, many months later, while we kissed that night in the kitchen. It was a passionate kiss, and she was disappointed to feel no erection in my pants. I tied the black cloth covering her eyes. Meanwhile, she ensured she couldn’t see. While fixing her blindfold, I gently pulled down the dress’s zipper, sliding her out of it. Seeing her wearing that sexy black lingerie was very exciting for my brain. Unfortunately, my penis didn’t share the same feeling. Rina started to unhook her bra, but then I stopped her saying, “He might want to take it off you himself. This guy is a client. While I invited him to stay here, I told him that I will arrange for him a prostitute. Since I have hidden all our photos, there is no way for him to find our real relationship. So just take off your mangalsutra and leave the rest for him to strip.” I couldn’t believe my own voice, how confident I sounded, while casually telling my wife to act like a paid prostitute. While she unhooked her necklace, I continued to play with her body to get her relaxed. While I fondled her breasts, I realized that they had gotten a bit bigger from the last time. This one thought got my dick hard to some extent. Still, that was not enough. “All right. I’m ready,” she said. Holding her hand, I escorted her to our guest bedroom. I was able to feel a slight shiver in her hands. Obviously, what woman would be confident while fucking a stranger in front of her husband. I blame myself for her helplessness – all those times when I masturbated for a few seconds of pleasure. I would not have done that so frequently had I known the side effects. “Unfortunately, what’s done is done. Yet again, I will have to see my wife’s naked body being violated by another man,” I said to myself while handing over my wife to a stranger. If I am counting it correctly, this was the sixth time I was pimping my wife to a different man since that incident with the doctor. I just hope that I am cured of this problem soon. Please pray for me, brothers and sisters.