My Life As A Cuckold’s Wife. Ch 13

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Sending my nude pictures to Shantanu was fun and also a very deeply satisfying experience, it was almost like a ‘Declaration of Independence’ by a CUNT(ry) that was already free.

Those pictures intended to tell Shantanu, my husband as to what a ‘piece of my shit’ he had become. With those pictures I had announced to Shantanu that I was ready and fucking for myself. It was my assertion to inform him that henceforth his wait would be much longer, because I wasn’t anymore going to encourage Vicky to be ready to shoot his spunk in my pussy, almost immediately on my arrival in his bed. After having tasted it, I wanted the sex between Vicky and me to be absolutely natural, I was sure that now I would do away with the artificial emergency on account of Shantanu and would be arousing Vicky with proper foreplay and let him have his fun by allowing him to have his way with me for our mutual enjoyment.

There was of course risk involved, with sending these erotic pictures even to Shantanu, in my zest to impress him and to put him down, I had documented my adultery, but I didn’t care and somehow wanted to enjoyably take that risk, I probably wanted to put Shantanu in the same dilemma that I was facing while hiding my relationships, while wanting to show them off, I wanted my ‘Cuckold & Cunty’ husband to give substance and evidence of the betrayal imposed on me by none other than Shantanu himself, and then make it difficult for him to conceal the details which he may want to flaunt to others. I wanted to possibly see as to what extent, Shantanu would go to be humiliated, would he tell anyone about my infidelity and show them my all revealing pictures to prove the he was the ‘Best Cuckold of the World’. It was undoubtedly a negative sentiment with which I had sent my nude and sexually explicit pictures to my own husband.

On the other hand, my sharing the pictures with Vicky was my expression of love and trust, I had sent them to Vicky against his own advice to me, I had however done so, because I wanted to surprise him, while conveying to him that I considered him responsible enough to possess these most private pictures, which were capable of destroying my honour and life completely.

Shantanu was far away but I could visualise his shock or surprise very well, it must have been impossible for him to ignore my messages because he had assigned a special tone for my messages. I knew that he would certainly react upon seeing my messages and was keen to look at his replies but I had to first focus on Vicky’s reactions because he was stunned immediately upon seeing those images which he himself had created, after receiving them on his phone.

It should have been a matter of ‘SHAME’ for Shantanu to see his wife’s pictures in nude, clicked by another man and I wanted to become guilt-free by reading his shameful responses, while he enjoyed the thought of his wife being fucked by his servant but for the time being I had to ignore Shantanu and pay attention to Vicky’s emotional outburst upon seeing those pictures.

Vicky had gone to get me some water during the time that I sent the pictures to him and Shantanu, he was initially surprised when his phone rang intermittently with the message tone and then shocked when he realised the nature of the content received by him, he couldn’t hide his astonishment and asked me in an agitated tone, “Bhabhi, what’s all this! Have you gone mad????!!!!”

It was fun and interesting to be scolded by my young lover and servant and rather than being surprised I felt proud because Vicky had asserted his right over me, I felt loved because there was ‘Care’ hidden in his ‘Anger’

“Don’t you like and want them?” I teased and provoked him more by speaking tauntingly and laughingly.

“This is no JOKE, Bhabhi!!! This can literally destroy you, why don’t you understand????!!!!!!” Vicky spoke as if concerned about my state of mind which according to him was turning self-destructive.

“Vicky, I know that this is not a joke, but neither is my love for you, Baccha!! I love you with all my heart and prepared to be destroyed, if you want to do so!!!” Tears that I was holding back suddenly rolled out of my eyes, it was my heart that was melting with the heat of Vicky’s passionate love and coming out of my eyes.

The flood of my emotions easily broke the dam of Vicky’s wise resistance and he forgot all about his fear for protecting the treasure that he had to safely keep on his phone. He immediately rushed to embrace and kiss me as he surprisingly drank and licked my tears away.

This wasn’t sex, it was love at it’s purest and the intimacy immediately awakened the woman inside me. The strength of Vicky’s love literally shook me with the tremors of adoration. I hadn’t considered it possible but I couldn’t help shuddering with the thrill of this unexpected and super intimate experience which was as or even more intense than sex.

I wanted to segregate my feelings and not consider this as sex but even my already sensitive cunt was jolted and could feel the suction escort tuzla of Vicky’s lips as they drank my happy tears. I couldn’t help holding Vicky’s hand and pushing it downward, first to kneed my boobs and then into my overflowing pussy, which actually needed Vicky’s cock like never before.

“Let’s FUCKKK!!!!! Vicky ………….. please fuck me Babu!!!!” I literally begged.

My phone was constantly buzzing with the messages that I knew, Shantanu was sending after seeing my pictures, and I wanted to know, how successfully I had fucked his mind, from far? But nothing was more important than Vicky’s love enveloped in his care and sex. I had already climaxed multiple times, and had not been so well satiated ever before and to that extent I was feeling burdened by the fact that Vicky hadn’t experienced his climax as yet, I wanted to welcome his cock once again into my cunt, which was it’s home now, and get him to make a deposit of his cum, which I wanted my cunt to absorb and keep inside forever.

Making Vicky my priority, I silenced my phone and directed my attention to Vicky. Sex had intoxicated me to an extent that I was floating in air and finding it difficult to focus. I was so emotionally charged that I wanted to bend down and give oral respect to my lover’s magnificent cock, Vicky was however holding me tightly and still showering kisses. My feelings are indescribable, because I was on the top of the world, as I was convinced that there was none better than Vicky to love a girl, and the lucky girl that Vicky wanted was fortunately me.

I was completely drained and devoid of any energy but Vicky’s feather touch kisses started bringing my arousal back and filled my heart with expectation of more. Vicky’s hands and lips were everywhere, I very well knew that Vicky wouldn’t fuck me at this time or until I recovered, but even then he also couldn’t stay away from me. We needed each other so desperately that we wanted our bodies to merge together and become one.

I was experiencing ultimate and eternal bliss and didn’t know or could even visualise as to what could be better than what Vicky had lovingly done to me, I had already seen stars and visited heaven, but the way Vicky had started loving me again, I knew that sex with Vicky was going to be a progressive journey.

“I am sooooo sorry, Bhabhi!!!!” Vicky apologised when he realised that I needed rest and may not be in a position to respond to the situation that we were again getting into.

I just smiled and pulled Vicky into a hug, while I glued my succulent lips to his. Next moment our tongues were entangled and we were quenching our thirst with each other’s saliva, as we indulged in very wet kissing. In fact we weren’t just kissing, we were actually spitting into each other’s mouth, and loving it too.

It was a typical situation because I was completely drained and yet wanted to be fucked, whereas Vicky was fully aroused and capable and yet was resisting fucking. All in all it felt like genuine love and we were feeling blessed. Both of us wanted to sacrifice for each other and there didn’t seem to be a better feeling than that.

Vicky didn’t leave any trick of the trade and eventually prevailed over me by massaging my tired body with his master technique and making me sleep. I completely surrendered to Vicky and turned like soft clay in his hands, giving him the freedom to shape me, as he wanted. We didn’t even realise when we drifted into sleep in each other’s arms.

Vicky was still fast asleep when I woke up after about two hours, I suddenly remembered my useless but nevertheless my cuckold husband Shantanu and the provocation that I had done with him. So I thought of making it showtime!

The blue ticks on my messages indicated that Shantanu had seen my messages and his replies, one after the other, below the pictures were the proof of his surrender. As I started reading his messages it became clear that Shantanu had waited for my replies before sending his messages intermittently.

Shantanu’s first message read, “Ohhhh baby, stunnnning!! Vicky is so lucky, and you are looking so beautiful and sexy in those pictures!!”

“Ohhhhhh God!!! You finally allowed him to see you completely naked!!” I had so far kept my promise but hadn’t discussed this aspect with Shantanu, so how did he know that Vicky had seen me completely naked for the first time, only that day? I wondered.

“Ohhhhhhhh Jyoti, that’s almost microscopic!!!!! I can’t believe that you allowed him to take such extreme close ups of your juicy and engorged pussy, I just realised that even I haven’t seen you so up close and clearly, and now I have seen you through Vicky’s eyes!!”

Next was his comment on our oral sex video, in which Vicky could be seen tonguing my clit, “Jyoti, Vicky sucked your pussy too????!!!!! Was he good??”

I ignored replying to his messages, and just asked, “Did you like the pictures?”

As such Shantanu didn’t have the option of ‘Not Liking’ the pictures, but istanbul escort bayan to maintain his reputation as a cuckold, he had to praise them, “Yes Sweetheart, they are wonderful and your beauty makes them great!”

“Thanks Shantanu, I am glad, you like them!” I replied curtly.

I was undoubtedly looking exceedingly sexy in those photos after shedding all my clothes and inhibitions and to that extent Shantanu’s compliments were genuine but then he also unintentionally disclosed his insecurities, “You are a sex-goddess in those photos, baby!!!! Even I saw your pussy so close up for the first time!!!! It’s too good to see you have so much fun, with your lover!!!”

‘Lover??!!’ Shantanu just called Vicky my lover, but I didn’t refute that, it felt great to know that Shantanu understood that Vicky and I were now lovers, I simply replied, “Vicky wanted to preserve the memory of our first unrestricted lovemaking and the way I was looking, so he clicked these pictures!!”

“WOW Baby!!! Vicky is indeed a lucky bastard!! Have you shared these pictures with him also?” I could sense jealousy in Shantanu’s comment.

So it was a good idea to put him in his corner, “Yes, of course Shantanu, I didn’t allow or click these pictures and videos for you! I got naked in the pictures only for Vicky (MY LOVER), the pictures were primarily taken for him but I thought that I should show them to you as well. Vicky thought that I was looking so sexy and he liked my attire so much, that I had to agree that we take these pictures!!”

I know that I am giving you an impression that I had started ‘hating’ Shantanu, but that’s not true. I loved him very much but was also enjoying humiliating him, just as he wanted. It had been very difficult, initially but by now I had adapted to his need and was happy to insult and deprive him of his rights as my husband. Shantanu knew it, and as desired by him, Vicky had practically fucked me everyday, while Shantanu had only played the role of ‘cunt-sweeper’ with his tongue. I had reserved the right of entry into my pussy for Vicky only and since the day, he had started fucking me, I hadn’t invited or even allowed Shantanu’s ‘Two-Minute Wonder’ cock inside or even near, my forever ready to fuck cunt.

“It’s dangerous darling! Please ask him to delete the pictures!” Shantanu advised, as if concerned.

“Shantanu, I want him to keep the picture with him forever, I trust him completely. However we must delete the ones that you have! You don’t deserve to keep them with you!! What say????” Then without waiting, I selected all the pictures that I had sent to Shantanu on our chat and ‘deleted them for everyone’.

“Awwww, why did you do that baby?” Shantanu was as surprised with the deletion of the photos as he had been shocked with their receipt.

My rebellion was over, Shantanu had seen Vicky claim and assert his ‘oral right’ over my pussy. He had witnessed Vicky sucking and licking my, his wife’s cunt, which I was expected to reserve for my husband dear!!! It felt fantastic and so light to openly give myself to Vicky!!

“Shantanu, you saw and know as much you needed to. I know that you wanted me to reserve the right of oral sex with me, but I couldn’t help it, when Vicky demanded it from me! He deserves whatever he wants Shantanu, he is soooooooo gooooooooood baby!!!!! He literally makes my pussy melt for his cock!!!! I love taking and keeping him inside my cunt!!! I am sure that being a ‘cuckold’ that you are, you must be enjoying this disobedience too!!! I love to irritate and frustrate you, and am insulting you as much I can, so please let me know, when it gets too much for you, to take. However, until then, enjoy the shower of misery that’s coming your way!! Happy Cream-Pies to you my Not so Dear Cuckold Husband!!!! Ha-Ha-Ha Ha!!!! I hope it hurts you in your balls!!!” Could I get worse than this, ever??? I myself wondered. What the FUCK???? What have I become? A Dominatrix!!!!

“Ohhhhhhhh Fuck Jyoti!!!! Than you, Sweetheart!!!!! Yes, YES! YES!!!!! It’s too good!! Did he also suck you properly?” Shantanu praised while hiding his insecurity.

“Husband, compared to you, he was as better at sucking my pussy as he is at fucking it!! Which as you know is at least hundred times, as you unfortunately come nowhere even close to the magic that he creates, both with his cock and tongue!” I openly ridiculed Shantanu to put him in the place, he loved being in.

“Jyoti, I am glad that you enjoyed the experience, the pictures were very explicit but also very good, your expressions were absolutely amazing and natural. I am sorry that you had to wait till today to get such fabulous sex!” Shantanu was apologetic as I hadn’t allowed Vicky to pleasure me orally, because of him.

As his wife I should have shown some sympathy and understanding towards Shantanu but I knew that my doing so wouldn’t please the ‘Cuckold’ that Shantanu was and therefore I simply accepted the apology, “Better late than never, Shantanu!! I will never deny Vicky his escort erenköy oral treat of my pussy!! He owns me now!! He alone gives me so much orgasmic pleasure that I will have to be his slave, if he wants!!!”

“Jyoti, I just hope that I haven’t lost you completely to Vicky!!” Shantanu wrote his message of insecurity.

“Shantanu, you want to be cuckolded and therefore I am cuckolding you, and while doing so I am being as real as I possibly can!!! It’s already very difficult, so don’t make it tougher. I have no shame in admitting that I have actually fallen in love with Vicky and am dreaming of him day and night, because of you! However YOU are and would forever remain my HUSBAND, and I am saying this for the last time that I will sever my sexual relationship with Vicky, the very day that you want me to, but if you really enjoy being a ‘cuckold’ then you have to live with the increasing insecurity that I may create for you!!!” My statement was true but only partially, I was madly in love with Vicky and very well knew it too. I just hoped that Shantanu would forever continue to be the wimp that he was and I never have to pass through the acid-test for Vicky’s love.

“No Jyoti, please NO!! I know that you love me too, though and maybe not as much as you love Vicky now! But baby, thank you for your supreme sacrifice, I don’t want to be more selfish than I have already been, I have never doubted you but my problem is that I want to feel insecure and insulted by you!! Please don’t think that I would ever want you to stop!!! I am enjoying as much as I can, so anything that you say or do, won’t hurt me!!!” Shantanu openly admitted his need for humiliation and gave me the right to test his limits.

Shantanu seemed to be enjoying the perverse treatment and denials so much that I was on the contrary tempted to show some undesired respect for him to frustrate Shantanu, I wanted to give him only what, he didn’t want! Shantanu was however very lucky because his horny desires, irrespective of their weirdness, were perfectly aligned with my own selfish addiction for Vicky and his magical cock.

I was going on and on, diving deeper and deeper into the ocean of sexual depravity. I wanted to touch the bottom but that wasn’t near or even visible. I knew that I would have to apply breaks, if Shantanu ever wanted, because I still valued and respected our relationship but I didn’t want him to stop me, I wanted him to go on encouraging me to do more and more, while I made it tougher and tougher for him to do so.

It’s not that Shantanu was relying on Vicky to satisfy me sexually because he wanted to focus somewhere else, he was fully dedicated and more than interested in being the worshiper of my used pussy every night. He was more than ready to wait for me to return to him after begin leisurely fucked by Vicky, and eager to show respect for my relationship with Vicky by imbibing our combined love-juices and considering it to be his blessing.

As I said earlier, I hadn’t allowed Shantanu to fuck me since the day Vicky started fucking me, but there were occasions, when I felt pity for him and thought of showing some mercy and love towards him as well, but it all seemed like a ‘waste’ because I knew that as compared to Vicky, Shantanu’s cock wouldn’t even be able to spend even ten percent time inside my hot and boiling cunt, so why make an effort?

I was lost in such thoughts, when Vicky woke up and pulled me into his embrace and started kissing me once again. We were still naked and had some unfinished business to take care off.

Our lovemaking before going to sleep, was more than a perfect blend of fucking and sucking of my pussy, and was more than a satisfying experience from my perspective, however it had remained incomplete for Vicky and I now wanted him to have his fill, which would culminate, when he fills my cunt with his baby making seed. I was feeling an itch and also emptiness, Vicky had successfully drained me completely and given me orgasmic bliss, which by far was the best experience of my life, and I now wanted to equalise with Vicky.

I wanted to surprise him and was on the verge of bending down and enveloping Vicky’s cock between my lips, when Vicky on the contrary pulled me up and using his strength made me sit on his face. I had intended to carry forward from where we had left earlier but Vicky began from the beginning, which meant that he would once again focus on pleasurably torture me.

“Not again!!!! Not again Vicky my darling!!!! How much are you going to suck my pussy, are you going to make up for all the lost days, today itself????!!!!!” I asked with my eyes closed, as my fingers automatically and unashamedly played with and punched my nipples. My words were requesting Vicky to stop while my actions were encouraging him to do more.

My pussy was loving the oral attention that it was getting from Vicky, as it’s lips were being kissed by his loving lips. The delicate touch of the tip of his expert tongue with my clit was the evidence of his expertise of female anatomy, he knew exactly the point of contact which I needed, and the connection that he had established between us was just as I needed, Vicky was continuing to astonish me, and I was wondering if he was really a ‘Natural’ at sex or had his knowledge been ‘Acquired’???!!!

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