The Slippery Path of Cuckolding: Indian Wife's Desire?

He started to pound her hard. She lay with her legs wrapped around his waist enjoying every thrust. She enjoyed giving in completely to him and cum twice in quick successions which she didn't remember doing in a long long time.

He was staring blankly at the closed door of the bedroom. He was shaking with unknown emotions, something which he has never experienced before. His cock was painfully hard since long time and he adjusted it before sitting down on the sofa. He mixed himself another drink and took the glass to his lips with shaking hands. Waiting alone gave him an opportunity to think what he has done. He has brought his wife to her lover so that they can fuck. He has never seen his wife so aroused and he felt content knowing that she will be fucked well by this man; her beautiful body will be ravished by this man. He was on a high, a sexual high and he didn't want to masturbate as he didn't want to come down from that high. He knew that this won't be the last time, there would be many more.

After the intense sex they lay exhausted in each other's arms. She felt guilty as she knew that she was doing this not for her husband's fantasy but for her own sexual fulfillment. She was scared as she cuddled with him, she didn't want to develop any feelings for him apart from raw sex but she could not help it and enjoyed being wrapped by his strong body. She kissed his smooth chest feeling the afterglow of sex and knew he will be hard soon. He nudged her to continue kissing him and pushed her head lower on his abdomen. She knew what he wanted. **