Tricked My Drunk Hubby Into A Fruitful Cuckold With His Friend

A few days ago, my sexless husband Shambhu received an image from an unknown person on WhatsApp. He held the mobile phone angrily right in front of my face demanding an explanation. An explanation for why I was sandwiched between two handsome men who had their big cock shoved inside my pussy and asshole.

Hey guys, this is your sexy babe Simraan, and I would like to reveal the truth behind that scandalous image with you. Ready with your cock?

A few weeks ago, I had lied to Shambhu about urgent office work so that I could meet my ex-boyfriend to give him his birthday present. He got his present wearing an Italian white stocking and sitting on his lap – A cheating hot wife!

After drinks and multiple rounds of sex, my ex-boyfriend was struggling to take a picture of us with his cock inside my pussy. That was when his friend came to help him take the picture. I must say, he was the only man who has inserted his cock in my asshole without receiving any dramatic domination.

Myself: Listen Shambhu, that image was taken years ago when we weren’t married. Delete it and forget about it!

I could see from Shambhu’s eyes that he wasn’t convinced at all. He tried to start an argument, but I went to bed complaining about a headache.

The next morning, I suddenly woke up to a rhythmic thrusting movement felt on my lower body. In a confused state and eyes wide opened, I saw my husband Shambhu fucking me in a missionary position. But his cock was flaccid and all he was doing was hurting himself.

I pushed him away from my body and enjoyed watching him slip and fall on the floor with a thud.

Shambhu got up and cried, “What’s the matter with you? You let others fuck your ass and pussy then why not me?”

“First bring your dead cock back to life”, I gave a fitting reply. ” I have read your cowardly messages fantasizing about fucking other women. At least, the men who fucked me had the guts to do so”, I continued.

I saw Shambhu’s flaccid cock and chuckled right at his face. “Go get lost with your stupid friends and do whatever it is that you do on Saturdays”, I smirked watching him look at his shrunk cock.

Shambhu usually returns home by sunset on Saturdays but that day he didn’t. There was no message from him, and I too didn’t care to ask. I ordered dinner from the usual food outlet and began to chat with my ex-boyfriend.

He told me that he had sent the image on purpose to make him value my figure. I told him that it was a waste of effort and changed the topic immediately.

I was enjoying a dirty chat with my ex-boyfriend when the doorbell rang. Reluctantly, I had to get up to open the door after the sixth time the doorbell rang. Shambhu had the keys and I thought he was doing it on purpose to spoil my mood.

When I opened the door, I saw a stranger who was giving support to Shambhu to stand straight. Shambhu was heavily drunk and when he saw me, he said in an unclear accent, “Were you busy having sex with your lover…”

I focused on not creating any embarrassing scene in the society and told that stranger to quickly come in. He pulled Shambhu inside the house and made him sit on the sofa.

The stranger was staring at my body with a curiosity to explore it. That’s when I realized that it wasn’t his fault. I was standing under the lights wearing a see-through nighty with no bra and a white thong.

The naughty chat with my ex-boyfriend had turned me on and then came sexless Shambhu with his friend and ruined everything. That was when I thought of teaching him a lesson. “I must teach Shambhu to respect and value his hot wife”, I said to myself.

I began to remove Shambhu’s clothes and all the while, the stranger was staring at my ass.

Shambhu: Why are you removing my clothes? No… don’t pull my pants…

Myself: Stop resisting ,honey. I am trying to fix your weak cock.

Shambhu: Sameer, you better leave now buddy and thanks for… hey don’t look at my wife like that!

I made Shambhu sit on the chair naked and began to stroke his cock. It was shrivelled and wasn’t responding at all.

Myself: Let me take your friend Sameer out of the house then we will have sex. Till then you remove your clothes and get your cock ready, alright?

I walked inside the gallery doing a catwalk to tease Sameer. Then I gestured him to come to me using my finger. He marched towards me with an animated smile and began to remove his pants. Shambhu was so drunk that he didn’t even notice us.

Myself: Don’t be so desperate, you donkey. Aren’t you that guy who keeps talking about hiring prostitutes in that filthy friend’s group of yours? I have heard your name from my husband many times.

Sameer: You should be thanking me for bringing your husband safely home.

All his expectation of having sex with me was lost. While he was turning away from me to leave, I inserted my hand in his unzipped pants and held his cock. He was of my height and had no muscular strength whatsoever.

Myself: What the hell! How big is your…

My jaw dropped when I felt the true size of his cock. He looked pale and lifeless because all the blood was flowing to his big cock. It was fat and I had to hold it with both hands.

Sameer: Now you know why I keep talking about hiring prostitutes (Grinned).

Sameer’s cock grew stiffer and hotter when I began to stroke it. He saw me biting my lips in pleasure and I feared that I had lost my ability to dominate him.

Sameer: Listen Simraan, I can understand a woman’s body language. You seem to dominate your lover before having sex with him and I like that. I like to please women and satisfy their urges. In the bar, this idiot showed me a photo of you sandwiched between two men and…

Myself: (I interrupted him) And you decided to taste my pussy. But you must understand that my desires are a bit unconventional and…

Sameer: (He interrupted me) I have done it all. Now then, how are you going to thank me?

I told Sameer about my plan and he was happy to be a part of it. We both walked into the living room and stood in front of Shambhu. He was lying naked on the sofa and was surprised to see us looking at him.

Shambhu: What the hell..I thought you were gone Sameer.

Sameer: I came back to return your mobile phone. I forgot to give it to you. By the way, delete that photo dude. It happened before your marriage.

Myself: Why did you show him that photo? (lightly slapping his shoulders).

Shambhu: Listen, he’s my friend and I was upset about this problem (Touching his cock). Besides, it’s a common thing among men of my age, alright.

Myself: Stop making excuses, Shambhu. Admit it that your cock is becoming weak.

We both began to irritate Shambhu by constantly reminding him of his weak cock. He was getting angry and after a few insults, he erupted.

Shambhu: Shut the fuck up, you two! There is nothing wrong with my cock, okay. Simraan, it’s you! You have lost your looks..

I know the psychology of a man whose cock is not working. Instead of accepting his inability, he will find excuses. Shambhu was falling right into my trap. Sameer and I both looked at each other smiled.

Sameer: C’mon dude, I mean Simraan is hot as hell. I shouldn’t say this, but my cock is hard just by watching her.

Shambhu: Stop taking her side, Sameer. You know what, just leave my house.

Myself: There it is, not accepting the reality. You know your friend is having an erection by looking at my figure. But your ego won’t allow seeing that. Loser!

Shambhu felt cornered and that was the right time to make the move. I asked Sameer to remove his clothes and stand naked in front of us. He did exactly that and revealed his tightly erect cock with pulsating nerves to me.

Myself: See that, that’s how men feel looking at me. Men whose cock is young and capable.

Shambhu kept staring at Sameer’s cock with a sad look on his face. He then looked at me with anger and shouted, “If you are so much in love with his cock, then go fuck yourself”.

Sameer began to calm Shambhu’s anger and told him not to overreact. But I interrupted him and said, “Don’t convince him Sameer. If he has told me to have fun with your cock, so be it”.

I hugged Sameer and began to stroke his cock with two hands right in front of Shambhu. Sameer tightly pressed me against his warm body and began to squeeze my round ass.

Sameer: Are you sure this is a good idea?

Myself: Ahh! Don’t…you…worry Hmm! I will convince him that this was all a bad dream.

Shambhu: Don’t worry Sameer, you’ll lose your heat pretty soon. Simraan isn’t that hot..

I lifted my nighty and began to swing my ass in white thong to tease Sameer and to provoke Shambhu.

Myself: Sameer, let me grind my big ass on your fat cock. Come closer…

Sameer pressed his hot cock on my ass crack, and I began to grind on it. He spanked my ass cheeks now and then and spoke dirty.

Sameer: Oh! that feels so good! Move that big ass on my cock. I wish I was your husband; I would have fucked you every day for hours.

Myself: Aah! I know you like my big ass. Slap it harder! Let my husband know how much other men love his hot wife’s ass.

Sameer sat on his haunches and began to lick my ass. He moved his slimy tongue all over my ass before spreading my ass cheeks.

Myself: Oh Sameer! you’re such a dirty man. I don’t think my husband would like to see you lick my pussy and asshole.

Shambhu was moving his fingers over his flaccid cock. He was watching Sameer move his tongue all over my ass with excited eyes. I too teased him by faking loud moans now and then.

Sameer inserted his middle finger in my asshole and simultaneously started sucking my wet pussy. I went closer to Shambhu and began to excite him with my pleasurable moans. I was surprised to see his cock come back to life.

Myself: Oh look, your cock likes to see another man lick your wife’s pussy. Let’s see how hard it gets.

Sameer: You’re so wrong, dude. Your wife is smoking hot! How can you not fuck this lady?

Myself: Hmm, Sameer…sucks…aahh!… my dripping wet pussy…so well. Learn from him, Shambhu.

I stroked Shambhu’s cock and helped it achieve a much better erection than before. My hot breath and dirty talks must have aroused his lost passion all at once.

Myself: Sameer, I want to suck your big cock now. Let Shambhu see how his wife slurps another man’s cock like a bitch.

Sameer slept on the floor and I pressed my ass on his face and leaned forwards. Our 69 position was making Shambhu uncomfortable as was sobbing. I didn’t care for his feelings and began to concentrate on Sameer’s erect hard penis.

I grabbed his cock and started licking his balls. He was shouting in pleasure by licking and caressing my asshole. I pressed my smooth ass on his face because it was my turn to stimulate him.

Shambhu was stroking his fully erect cock with satisfaction. His face had turned red, and he was breathing heavily.

I sucked hard Sameer’s cock by making loud slurping noises to incite Shambhu. After getting it drenched with my saliva, I began to choke myself on his cock.

Sameer would lift my ass from his face to get a bit of fresh air and would then press his nose on it. I saw Shambhu’s fully erect cock and realised that it was time for the final action.

We both stood up and Sameer grabbed me by my ass cheeks. I rubbed his hot cock on my pussy lips and shoved it inside my dripping pussy.

First, he slowly started humping me because it took some time for his fat cock to fit inside my pussy. Once the cock began to easily slide in and out of my pussy, he showed his sex skills.

Sameer moved his hips speedily to penetrate my pussy. I was shouting so loudly in pleasure that he had to kiss me on the mouth to control it. The noise of his cock hitting my ass cheeks was putting us into a sensual trance.

Myself: Yeah fuck it, fuck my pussy in front of my husband. Bounce me on your cock like a bitch, Aah! Shambhu, are you watching it?

Sameer: Oh yes, that feels good! Your hot body is making me feel like a beast Simraan.

Sameer began to suck on my breasts one by one as he continued drilling my pussy in a standing position.

He then made me stand on the floor facing Shambhu and lifted my leg. I held him by his neck, and he inserted his cock inside my pussy to bash it from sideways. This view was more provocative for Shambhu because we were both looking at his face.

Once again, Sameer began to bang his cock in my pussy. He pressed my tits one by one to control my groaning sounds. I saw Shambhu jerking off his cock harder watching us fuck.

Myself: Sameer, let me give Shambhu a taste of my pussy. His cock seems to have come back to life watching his wife getting fucked by his friend.

I turned my ass towards Shambhu and rubbed his hard cock on my pussy. After teasing him with my big ass swinging in front of him, I began to grind on his cock. That was when Sameer held my head tightly and pushed his cock in my mouth.

He was aggressively shoving his cock in my mouth. As I was choking on his cock, he leaned forward and held Shambhu’s cock, pushing me on it.

Myself: Sameer, you’re being too aggressive. I don’t want his cock in my pussy. Don’t…ah!

Sameer slapped me on my ass cheeks and told me to bounce on Shambhu’s cock. So, there I was, bouncing my ass on my husband sitting on the chair while his friend deep throating me with his big cock.

I felt an ecstatic rush of pleasure when Sameer began to finger my asshole. He bent forwards to reach my asshole while I choked on his cock again. As I continued bouncing on my husband’s cock, he inserted his fingers in my asshole and moved it in circles.

Though it was not my plan, I was enjoying it. I felt a strong force building up in my pussy and when I released it, all the pussy water came gushing out as I lifted my ass. I shouted with pleasure as I saw Shambhu’s cock covered with sticky pussy water.

Aggressive Sameer lifted me and made me sit on Shambhu’s cock. He inserted his cock in my pussy and himself stood on the chair.

Sameer thrust his big cock into my asshole and pressed his weight on me. That made me press my boobs on Shambhu’s face. All three of us were breathing heavily.

Myself: What the fuck are you doing, Sameer?

Sameer: I became crazy watching you move your ass like that. Besides, you said he’s not going to remember any of this by tomorrow. So, let’s go wild.

Sameer began to fuck me in my sweaty asshole. And I started moving slowly on Shambhu’s cock. We were sweating profusely and yet the smell was provoking our lust.

Shambhu wasn’t in his senses so he enjoyed as much as I allowed him to. But Sameer was shoving his cock faster in my asshole and that was making me scream in pleasure.

He grabbed my juicy boobs to gain support and began to pound my asshole. I was thoroughly enjoying the double penetration sex sitting on the chair.

Myself: Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me harder… ooh!

While we were kissing each other on the lips, I saw tears rolling down from Shambhu’s eyes. A moment later, I felt Shambhu’s cock discharge its load in my pussy.

Sameer: I’m… (Panting) I’m about to cum. Where… do you want me to shoot it?

Myself: Aahh! Do it… Uf!… cum inside my asshole…

Sameer bit my lips as he ejaculated his thick load of hot cum in my asshole. He got down from the chair and sat on the sofa breathing heavily.

I turned around and stood up on the chair pressing my ass on Shambhu’s mouth. I crapped out all of Sameer’s thick semen on Shambhu’s lips and rubbed my ass on his face to spread it evenly.

Sameer carried Shambhu into the bedroom and threw him on the bed. Before leaving, he asked me to give him my nighty and white thong as a souvenir. As I handed him my clothes and stood naked, I saw his cock getting erect once again.

Sameer: A glass of milk and I’ll be ready to fuck you to satisfaction again (Winked).

Myself: We seem to have charged up Shambhu. Next time when he loses his power, I’ll give you a call.

The next morning, Shambhu woke up and made coffee for me. I could see him trying hard to remember the details of something which he can’t recall at all.

Shambhu: I’m sorry honey for misbehaving with you yesterday. Please forgive me.

Myself: And what exactly are you apologizing for? (I asked to test his memory).

Shambhu: I was rude to you in the morning and didn’t respect your feelings. I’m sorry for that honey.

The dominatrix inside me was happy and I accepted his apologies and gave him a naughty smile.

We both looked at Shambhu’s erect cock and then at each other. I, like any dutiful housewife, removed my shorts and rested my naked ass on them.

I wish his cock loses its power soon!

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