Mysore Hottie Wife’s First Stranger Cuckold – Part 3

Mysore Hottie Wife's First Stranger Cuckold - Part 3
Hi, Madhan here—an unapologetic erotic storyteller. Thanks to all ISS readers for your eager feedback. If you’re seeking secret thrills—girls, women, couples—find me on Hangouts or mail at [email protected] and telegram @msarsstr. Total anonymity guaranteed. The story will be narrated from the husband’s footsteps. I(Raghav) tried to read my wife Nidhi’s eyes. Can she correlate the words surprise and promise from yesterday night’s discussion with Madhan? I had no clue what was going through my wife Nidhi’s peculiar mind at that moment. I was praying that she wouldn’t make a scene. Madhan moved away from my wife. I hurried to Nidhi. She pulled me, grabbing my collar. Her lips didn’t utter any words other than my name, “Raghav.” Nidhi watched my chest. In tension, I utter the same lines as last night, still unaware of what was going on in my wife’s mind. I said, “Baby, Nidhi, this is just one time. I want you to enjoy. I want you to get fucked today.” At that moment, I had no clue that my wife had already made up her mind to get banged mercilessly by this stranger’s cock. Her dry days and her horny craving would finally end today. I was surprised that she did not make any effort to hide her sexy, revealing body. Her juicy boobs, fleshy, thick ass cheeks, and the clean-shaved pussy. It was tightly hidden between her heavy, thick white thighs. Upon listening to my shaky request, Nidhi lifts her head to watch the stranger. Nidhi wipes her juicy, thick lips with her fingers. Every finger wiped the kissed parts of the stranger with her eyes glancing at Madhan, who had sucked those lips. Oh heavens, this scene, the way her eyes watch the stranger. I watched some unspoken chemistry between the stranger and my wife. Madhan, reading her eyes, walks slowly to my wife, Nidhi. As he inches nearer, Nidhi immediately tightens the grip on my shirt collar. But her round eye-balls continued to remain glued onto this stranger. “You are a lucky man, Raghav, to have a wife who is homely as well as gorgeous and hot,” Madhan comments, staring at Nidhi’s lips and hefty tank boobs. Madhan winks, suggesting that I kiss my wife. The wink signal was pre-planned by Madhan. I cup my wife’s chubby cheeks and lock my lips with her juicy lips. My lips start to suck my wife’s juicy, honey lips. Her lips tasted different today. Tastier than before. Her lips move in and out of my lips, sucking and kissing. Her eyes continue to watch the stranger. Damn, my dick felt a strange sensation hardening thick as stone. While the kissing intensifies, Madhan places one hand on one side of her cheek and tilts her round face away from my lips. Her face moves automatically in the direction of the stranger’s face. Madhan’s lips move closer and closer to her. As Madhan’s lips inch closer, she shuts her eyes. Nidhi drenches her drying lips with her tongue, leaving them glistening. Her lips purse tighter, and her nose shrinks. Madhan, watching with a smile, places his lips on the pursed, thick lips of my wife. Nidhi’s hold of my shirt collar slowly loosens its grip. Her hand leaves my collar and moves to hold the shoulder of Madhan. Her pursed lips open, sucking the lips of a stranger, allowing his lips to taste her lips. The kiss started slowly with saliva, and the tongues of each other moving into each other. My dick was the hardest and was dying to jump out of my pants. I watched the passionate eating of lips with the long nose of Madhan pressing against the small nose of my wife. My hands moved to hold my thick cock and started to rub my cock over the pants. Nidhi’s face was over Madhan, and they started moving backwards towards the jacuzzi. When Nidhi’s back of the thighs hits the jacuzzi, Madhan lifts her leg and guides her into the bubbling warm water of the Jacuzzi. Standing in the Jacuzzi water, Nidhi continues to kiss the stranger. Madhan stretches a hand and calls me towards them. I rush to them. Madhan drags the buckle of my pants, indicating that I remove them. I quickly undo my pants and underwear, releasing the thick cock from the cage. I watch, holding the cock, watching my wife’s lips being eaten by a stranger right in front of my eyes. Madhan breaks the longest kiss of my wife. Nidhi breathlessly turns her gaze to my erect cock. A smile or blush crosses her cheek. I inch closer to her. Nidhi grabs my cock and sits in the pool, positioning her lips to my cock. I was shocked, since this was the first time my wife was taking my cock in the light. She always blew my cock in the pitch darkness. Her delicate, soft hands brushed along the length of my thick cock. My cock might burst with the cum. Damn, her lips took my dick head with her eyes watching Madhan. That’s when I felt a surge of jealousy and wilderness. Her thick, juicy lips sucked my dick head like a candy ice cream. Madhan jumps into the pool behind her. He quickly hugs her from behind. Madhan’s devil hand reaches and grabs the thick boobs of my wife under the water. “Ahh,” Nidhi moans, breaking her task of eating my cock. Madhan squeezes her boobs to pulp over the drenched transparent shirt, not allowing her to suck my brimming cock. I massage her hair, indicating to my wife to continue sucking my cock. Taking a deep breath, my wife’s warm lips take my cock again. This time, holding her head, I tried to push my cock deep into her mouth. A mouthful. She gags with her saliva oozing all over my cock. Watching Madhan’s hands slowly travelling down the boobs and reaching the heaven’s door pussy. I reached the surge of pleasure and cum into my wife’s mouth. Nidhi quickly spits out my cock and spits the cum out of the Jacuzzi. My dick immediately droops, loosening the girth. Watching my dick losing its size, Madhan lifts my wife out of the Jacuzzi. He places the water-dripping wife, Nidhi, on the mosaic floor of the washroom.

He stares at me once and immediately parts the heavy thigh of my wife apart. He digs his face into her pussy. “Ah, Madhan feels the neatly shaved pussy with his fingers, and his devil eyes watch Nidhi again. He positions her back to rest on the Jacuzzi wall and locks his lips with her pussy lips. “Ahh,” Nidhi’s soft hand clasp and play with the hairs of Madhan. Madhan’s lips and tongue were interchanging, sucking her clitoris. Madhan mercilessly inserts his tongue into her pussy lips, and his thumb rubs the clitoral hood in a rhythm. Her moans were louder and louder. Madhan quickly stops sucking and inserts one finger slowly into her pussy. Pulling one finger, he pushes two fingers, twisting as they travel the wet and warm pussy of my wife. I stood watching as Madhan effortlessly carried my wife out of the washroom towards the bed. He throws dripping wife Nidhi like a pillow onto the bed. He quickly tilts her around and positions her into a doggy. His hard hands massage over the thick, white ass cheeks of my wife. He watches me and lifts his palm to deliver a hard and painful spank on her ass cheeks. The white ass cheek turns reddish with the impression of his hands. “Tell me, Nidhi. Do you want me to fuck you?” My wife or bitch responds instantly, “Yes. Please fuck me. Don’t ask. Madhan drenches his fingers with saliva and gently massages them over the ass crack. He slowly moves his finger to moisten her already wet and leaking pussy. He watches me, the husband signalling me to hand him the condom pack, which was on the bedside table. I unbox and hand him the condom packet. He rolls one over his thick, dark cock. He rubs over the spanked area of her ass cheek. He raises his hand and simultaneously spanks and pushes his cock deeper into her pussy. “Ah.” His cock would have travelled deepest into her pussy. My cock was hard again by hearing her pleasure-filled moan. Madhan slowly pulls out his cock. “Nidhi, you have a sexy ass.” he pushes his rod again, this time with more force, hitting his balls over her ass. He grabs both hands of my wife and pins them around her back. Holding her pinned hand, he drills deeper again. Very slowly, he pulls and pushes his cock again into her pussy. Nidhi was breathing heavier now. Madhan grabs her hair and increases the speed of his cock. Suddenly, like a machine, he was fucking my wife harder and faster. My cock was ready for the second innings. My wife clutches the pillow tighter as her pussy showers with the orgasm. A small break. I continued to fuck her in the cowgirl. Madhan played with her boobs, squeezing and sucking the dark, erect nipples. The day did not end there. One more rest. Madhan asks my wife, “Do you want another round with my cock? My wife nods shamelessly with a blush. I was jealous at that instant, watching my wife being claimed by this stranger. Madhan lifted her legs high in the missionary and drilled her longest. He fucked her, pushing his cock, which travelled through the deepest parts of my wife’s pussy once and for all. He would wait for a moment and continue to bang. My wife’s pussy never took so many sessions in such quick succession ever. I hinted to Madhan to stop. We bid our byes, never to meet again. Thank you, all ISS readers.