My Wife and Our Erotic Life0 (0)
In Pics: Shefali | Source: Behenchod1
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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On the one hand, there is ‘fat’, which many perceive with a negative connotation among adults. On the other is ‘baby fat’, which is considered cute and cuddly.
Most of us lose the baby fat as we grow up and by the time we are adults, we are either skinny, toned or fat.
Rarely do you come across an adult that retains the baby fat.
In fact, among all the people that have come across in my life, Shefali is the only one who combines beauty and sexiness with the cute and cuddly baby fat.
I first met Shefali in college and fell in love with a tooth that was sexily inset — besides her curves of course. From the moment I saw her, I wanted to lick that tooth. If that’s kinky, call me kinky.
She was cute as hell, but even more than her cuteness, every inch of her body seemed to beg me for a lick, kiss and love.
Whenever she was around, I couldn’t help walking around with a boner. I mentally undressed and fucked her over and over in college.
Needless to say, I barely managed to pass my exams because all my time in college was spent staring at and imagining all kinds of erotic acts with Shefali — and more often than not, doing them with her.
I was a transfer from out of town and the new kid in class. She was friendly and came over to talk the very first day. We hit it off instantly and were in bed the very next day.
In fact, she seduced me!
After class on the first day, she told me she would give me a tour of the college, grabbed my hand and off we went. The touch of her hand on mine sent electric shock waves through me.
It was when we were in the basement lockers that she pounced, pinning me to the wall and kissing me hard and deep. Her hand was on my pants, rubbing my shaft while I enjoyed the heavenly sensation of her tongue on mine.
I don’t remember the undressing.
The next thing I remember is her nipple in my mouth as I sucked her hungrily like a baby, while my hand wrapped around her other boob, squeezing and pinching the nipple.
Shefali was moaning in anticipation, her hand wrapped around my naked shaft, stroking it up and down.
My free hand slid down, feeling her smoldering hot pussy over the wetness in her panties, I ached to bury my hardness inside her.
But first, I wanted to taste her wetness.
Sliding my hand inside her panties, I entered her with two fingers. Shefali groaned, stroking me even harder.
While continuing to suck on her tit, I finger fucked her till she screamed, arched and came all over my fingers.
Pulling her panties down, I lay her on the locker room floor and spread her legs.
She was sopping wet, her shaved pussy glistened with her own cum.
I buried my face into her and entered her with my tongue.
Grabbing her boobs and playing with her nipples, I devoured her, lapping up her delicious cum, sucking on and licking her clit, sliding my tongue in and out of her.
Within minutes, she started arching her hips building up towards another orgasm.
“Harder….” she moaned, her voice hoarse, “eat me harder.”
And I did, grabbing her hips, I went to work on her pussy, eating her hard.
.A minute later, she shook as another orgasm took hold of her and she came gushing into my mouth.
“WOW!” she groaned as her orgasm passed, “fuck me.” I didn’t need another invitation.
Rubbing my shaft against her opening a few times, I lubricated it before sliding it inside her.
She threw her head back and gasped when I entered her pussy.
She was by no means an untouched bud, but that didn’t matter to me.
She was incredibly tight.
Her pussy gripping my pole and pulling it into her. Once I was buried all the way into her, I pulled almost all the way out before slamming hard into her.
With every trust, I increased the pace, slamming faster and deeper into her.
“Harder, harder, HARDER…” she groaned and screamed with every thrust, urging and cheering me on, as I started pounding away inside her, faster and deeper with each thrust, grunting as I built to a furious pace, drilling her pussy.
I wanted to keep pounding her all day and watch that cute face enjoy orgasm after orgasm, but it wasn’t to be.
As turned on as I was, it didn’t last long.
Within just a few minutes, I came flooding her with my cum, load after load filling her pussy as I collapsed on her.
“Welcome to the college,” she said, as she licked residual cum off my spent cock.
We fucked whenever we got a chance after that day. From blow jobs and quickies to elaborate foreplay and hours of fucking, we made the locker rooms our romantic hideout.
As much as I loved fucking her and cumming inside her pussy, my favorite was eating her smoldering, yet cute pussy to an orgasm and devouring her delicious nectar from its source.
In retrospect, what made us tick was that we complemented each other. Back then, I didn’t know my own sexuality, but she was fully aware of hers and her need for sex.
As much as Shefali aroused me, watching other guys lust after her was even more of a turn on.
She looked drop-dead gorgeous on our wedding day.
I knew the young guys attending our wedding were lusting after her and I had a boner right through the wedding.
I fucked Shefali three times on our wedding night, each time imagining her getting fucked by one or more of the guests at the wedding.
We finally drifted off to sleep around 4 am, and woke up hungry for more.
We stayed in, fucking throughout the day. It was also the day we left on our honeymoon to Mauritius.
The 15 day long honeymoon was less about seeing Mauritius and more about staying indoors, fucking like there was no tomorrow.
I don’t know how many hours we fucked everyday, or how many orgasms she had, or how many times I creamed all her three holes.
But as much sex as we had, it wasn’t nearly enough and we returned home hungrier for sex than ever before.
“He’s downright tharki,” she said, tossing her purse on the couch before flopping down on it herself. She had just come home from work and those were the first words out of her mouth.
“Your boss?” I asked. She had told me about how she felt his eyes all over her body and the excuses he made to call her into his cabin.
“Who else?” she said, shedding her clothes and sliding her hand into her panties, rubbing her pussy. “He leaves me so wet and aching for sex.”
“You should call him over for dinner some day,” I replied, “and offer him the most delicious dessert ever.”
I had reconciled to my cuckold tendencies and we had talked about how others’ lust for her turned me on.
Her talking about the men who were interested in her kept spicing up our sex life.
She would give me every graphic detail of the guys flirting with her, rubbing against her seemingly innocently, groping her and her pretending to be upset, and more.
As I stepped back into the living room from the kitchen with tea, watching her rub herself to the thoughts of her boss turned me on. She was now just in her panties, he home clothes lying on the bed waiting to be worn — but they would have to wait.
Setting the tea cups on the table, I pulled my pants and underwear down and pulled her off the couch.
Pulling her panties down, I was inside her standing up.
“You’d like him to pound you, wouldn’t you.” I asked her while drilling her hard.
“Yes,” she moaned, “I want him to fuck me with you.”
“Imagine you are in the office. He just called you in his cabin. Asked you to lock the door. Asked you to strip naked and entered you. Imagine I am him fucking you in his office,” I said as I picked up the tempo moving in and out of her.
“Ummmmm…..” she said, a naughty smile on her face, as she closed her eyes, clearly imagining him inside her pussy.
“Call me his name and tell him what to do,” I said pounding her hard by now. She did just that.
The thought of her boss fucking her in front of me took me over the edge and I came. Moments later, imagining her boss’s cum flooding her pussy, she also had her orgasm.
However, it wasn’t her boss, but the milkman who became the first man other than me to fuck her since her wedding.
We had talked about experimenting with other men and she often told me about the men that she thought had the hots for her and the men she fantasized about.
Among them were our neighbor (a single father of two kids), the milkman and the watchman of our apartment complex.
That day, as I was leaving for office, she told me she was going to try and tease the milkman and see if he was interested.
“Without me?”
“Are no yaar,” she said, “if he is up for it, you can watch him fuck me. But let me see if he even wants it.”
“Who wouldn’t?”
“But what if he wants it so bad, that he wants you right then?”
“Do you care so much if you miss the show once?”
I grinned and shook my head no, “as long as I get to watch all future shows.”
“Of course,” she said kissing my lips as I headed out the door.
The thought had me so turned on that I turned back from half the distance and headed back home.
I unlocked the door to moaning sounds and made my way to the bedroom.
Our milkman had mounted Shefali like a bull, his shaft pounding her ass from behind.
She was on her hands and knees on the bed and he was almost sitting on her back as he drilled her.
I had an instant boner watching him take my wife’s ass.
I unzipped my pants, pulled out my erection and started stroking myself watching the scene in front of me.
She was begging him to go faster and I was mesmerized at the sight of him fucking my wife like an animal.
He grunted and came in her ass.
As he got off the bed, I hid in the toilet till he left.
Once he was gone, I fucked and filled Shefali’s pussy twice back to back, both of us imagining the milkman each time.
She kept calling me Rahim Chacha (the milkman’s name) and kept asking Rahim Chacha to fill her pussy with his cum.
Over the next year, Shefali seduced our neighbor, the watchman, her boss and many of the men in the apartment complex.
We had threesomes with her boss and the neighbor with both of us pounding Shefali’s two holes simultaneously and creaming her front and back — I always took the front.
That was the agreement between us — and Shefali insisted on it — that only I could cum in her pussy. If any of the other guys wanted to fuck her pussy, they had to have a condom on.
They could take the condom off before cumming if they wanted her to take their cum in her mouth, or spill it on her body for me to clean up. Or they could cum inside the condom in her pussy.
But the thing with human greed is that we are never satisfied with what we have. Shefali and I love each other and the sex is great. The cuckold in me and the insatiable woman in her are both sated with all the men who fuck her regularly. And yet, we need more.
And so it was, for her birthday, that we invited all the men in our lives over for an orgy.
She dressed to kill in a skimpy blue dress not bothering with a bra or panties because if all went as planned, the dress wouldn’t be on her body for long.
Ten naked men with raging hard-ons would be her birthday present…and mine too!
After a few drinks, the men were getting horny and shamelessly pawing Shefali.
It was time to announce the game with just two rules:
They could do whatever they wanted to ‘make her happy’, but they couldn’t cum inside her pussy.
The challenge was the guy that gave her the most ‘gifts’ from his cock would get two return gifts — one, he could cream her pussy once a month without a condom and two, he had a free pass to our bed for a year, whenever he wanted.
Within minutes, the men bit through her dress, tearing it to rags, peeling it off her body while they stripped naked themselves.
Stark naked, she was carried to the bedroom by the men, who kept pawing, licking and kissing her all over.
Once on the bed, mouths licking every inch of her body, and hands were all over and inside her, sucking her nipples, kissing her, eating her, probing her ass hole, pussy, mouth, navel.
One by one, they entered her ass and mouth, fucking her wildly, while I enjoyed her pussy.
It was a couple hours by the time all of us had emptied our loads in or on her and then, it was time for the next round, and the next, and the next…
We fucked her again and again, throughout the night, individually and together. I also got to lick each of the men’s cum out of her boobs, belly and ass.
With ten men, someone or the other was always hard and ready for a pound of her gorgeous flesh. She had absolutely no respite from getting fucked.
By morning, Shefali was covered in cum from head to toe, every hole filled with multiple loads of cum.
As exhausted as she was, she knew I was turned on when the last of the guests left.
We made love one more time before exhaustion took over.
Just before sleep took over, I heard her say, “we should do this again for your birthday.”
I smiled before I fell asleep.
THE END
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Some of my stories are loosely based on real-life incidents, but details are fictionalized. My stories involve unsafe sexual acts. I do not condone unprotected sex and recommend readers to always practice safe sex. The risk is not worth it. These are fantasies and meant for entertainment only. My stories are my hobby — an expression of my erotic side. I mean no disrespect to women featured in my stories. If you know the woman in the story, please write to me and the pictures will be taken down — no questions asked.
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