I perched on the side of the bed, my head clouded by frustration and self-doubt. My name is Srijan, and I am a feminine husband who adores his wife, Paramita. We’d established a life together filled with warmth and compassion. But an obvious vacuum had crept into our private times recently.
I have an elegant and subtle charm that draws attention. Standing at a medium height, I have a slim and graceful physique with Golden Brown Skin that exudes elegance and composure. My features are elegant, with soft, gentle contours that draw attention to my feminine charm.
My eyes are beautiful, full of warmth and love, and they captivate people with their depth and authenticity. My well-maintained hair streams in waves or falls in artistic layers, revealing its particular style.
There are times when people would confuse me for a petite female. I have a very small cock of 3 inches which grows up to 3.5 inches when I’m hard.
My wife, Paramita, is a stunning beauty with an ethereal presence that draws attention wherever she goes. Her gorgeous features strike a delicate mix of grace and charm. Creating an unforgettable impact on everyone who enjoys gazing upon her.
Like glittering pools of deep blue, her eyes entice you with enchantment. They have a captivating quality, conveying many emotions, from a lighthearted twinkle to an intense passion that sets hearts on fire. They are portals into a spirit that oozes warmth, friendliness, and mischief.
Her gorgeous, flowing locks tumble over her shoulders, their rich colours reminiscent of a Dark Night Sky. Her hair acts as a Dark crown, complementing her magnetic charm. Fashioned in free waves that frame her face or collected in an exquisite updo.
Her smile is like a ray of sunlight, brightening everything around her. It brightens her face, showing a row of pearly-white teeth and filling her features with irresistible enthusiasm. Her lips are soft and inviting with a natural pink tint that invites the sweetest kisses and leaves a path of desire in their wake.
The figure of Paramita is a piece of art, a beautiful combination of curves and elegance. Her slim waist smoothly transitions to rounded hips, emphasising her feminine charm by emphasising her large boobs and large ass.
Her beautiful fair complexion has a subtle sheen. It hints at her inner brilliance and her attention to self-care. When it comes to fashion, Paramita radiates sluttiness with ease. She dresses in outfits that highlight her shape and highlights her great taste.
Paramita’s fashion selections represent her intrinsic sense of style, elegance, and sluttiness. She constantly selects outfits that seamlessly catch the newest trends. Paramita’s look is a work of art in every way. It creates an unforgettable impression on those lucky enough to experience her magnificence.
She is a lingering image, an enchantress who captivates hearts with her mesmerising presence. In a nutshell, she is a lady that every guy wants to fuck.
A fog of anxiety lingered over me. I glanced at Paramita, her beauty as enchanting as ever. Despite my undying love and desire for her, I couldn’t get rid of the nagging sensation that I wasn’t meeting her requirements. No matter how hard I tried, I fell short of meeting her deepest aspirations.
The realisation pricked my heart with each passing day. I wished to be the one who could light the fire within her. To give her the fierce pleasure she desired. Yet, deep within my femininity, I wondered if I possessed the raw masculinity she desired. The strength to complete her darkest desires.
Paramita’s modest sighs and wistful glances got more obvious over time, like an implicit request for anything more. I couldn’t help but feel insufficient. Questioning my capacity to be the passionate lover she deserved.
The essence of my femininity, which she previously admired, had become an impediment to our relationship. I tried everything I could think of, learning new tactics, researching the art of seduction, and even pushing into unexplored passion territory.
But, against the backdrop of her unmet dreams, each attempt, no matter how genuine, felt like a tiny murmur. The harder I tried, the greater the gap between us appeared to get. This battle, this sense of inadequacy, weighed heavy on my heart.
It took its toll on our previously dynamic relationship, casting shades of uncertainty and insecurity. Despite this, I held to a glimmer of optimism. A ray of light that told me we were more than our physical constraints. I clung to the hope that our love stretched beyond the boundaries of physical pleasure.
It was a link that went beyond the confines of my womanhood. A connection that could withstand this storm of uncertainty. We would forge new roads, converse frankly, and find the depths of our common closeness.
So, one day, I mustered the nerve to tell my wife. Because I cannot please her, I would want her to have an open marriage with no strings attached. She first replied no, but after two months of deliberation, she changed her mind.
She stipulated that she be the one to select the bull. And that I accept the bull, whoever it may be. I quickly agreed.
After a week, she approached me with a photo of a gorgeous woman. She announced that she was the bull she had selected. I was perplexed and questioned whether lesbian sex was acceptable to her. She chuckled and stated that she was a shemale rather than a female. I couldn’t believe it.
She’s one of the most gorgeous women I’ve ever seen, and she’s a shemale. I inquired as to why Paramita had chosen a shemale. She said that because she is a shemale, no one would suspect anything and that she can keep the impression that they are both friends.
She said the shemale bull’s name was Maya. They had been conversing for four days. Maya has agreed to be our out bull, and we will meet her that evening. I accepted without hesitation and prepared to meet her. We went to a nearby restaurant that evening and found Maya already there.
Believe me when I say that no one will think she’s a shemale. She is as beautiful as a goddess. Maya is a magnificent manifestation of heavenly allure, exuding a mesmerising beauty that compels attention. Her presence emits a goddess-like aspect, captivating the gaze of everyone around her.
Her gorgeous brown hair pours in knee-length waves, framing her face like a shimmering silk curtain. Her hair’s deep, earthy colour adds to her allure, providing a contrast against her brown complexion.
Maya’s deep and attractive hazel eyes have a captivating appeal. It draws the viewer in. They reflect a range of emotions. From warmth and generosity to a hint of mischief, giving her gaze depth and fascination. Her swollen cheeks give her face a young appeal, emphasising her attractiveness.
Her lips are full and tempting. Beckoning with a hint of playfulness, evocative of a bimbo’s charm. They exude a softness that begs to be explored, leaving a path of yearning in their wake. Maya’s makeup complements her features.
A rich blush adds a flush to her cheeks and subtle eyeliner, emphasising her eyes’ attractiveness. Her form is stunning. Broad hips that emphasise her curves and elicit a sense of delicacy and sensuality. Maya’s large thighs, boobs and ass add to her attraction as a compelling lady.
Her chocolate complexion glows with a brilliant warmth. It highlights her beauty and adds to her goddess-like presence. Maya has pierced both nostrils to complete her outfit.
A small yet dramatic decoration that lends a hint of edge to her whole image. It demonstrates her uniqueness and readiness to appreciate unique manifestations of beauty.
I was stunned and couldn’t talk for a minute. We shook hands and sat at the restaurant table. My wife Paramita introduced us. I was introduced as her cuck husband, Srijan. I was taken aback but kept quiet since that turned me on. The server brought us the menu while we were conversing.
Before I could say anything, my wife took the menu and stated, “I’ll have the Fruit Mix, Maya will have the Pineapple Juice, and the Cucky here will have the Chocolate Milk Shake.” I was stunned, but I remained silent. The waiter smiled at me and took my order before returning with the beverages.
I asked her why, and Maya answered, “I made her do that. Your wife also saved your number as Cucky.” I turned to my wife, who showed me her phone, and it was real. She had kept my phone number as cuckold spouse. I was immediately turned on. They discovered this and joked about it.
Maya stated that we would form a WhatsApp group and have sex chat every day. Next Saturday will be the day of our first cuckold session. We agreed, and Maya immediately began organising the group. She then stated that she would not wear a condom and would record everything.
She continued that she would commit to a session only if those conditions were satisfied. I hesitated, but my wife, Paramita, shouted “Yes” promptly and excitedly. I was taken aback.
Maya teased me, “Look how excited your wife is for real cock. When I’m finished with her, she’ll carry my baby. She will become the sluttiest bitch in town.” My wife and shemale bull both burst out laughing. We then said our goodbyes and drove home.
My wife asked whether I was okay on the way. I told her I was and that I was turned on like hell. My wife laughed as we drove home. For the next week, we three had sex chats and grew to know each other. Every day, our shemale bull forced my wife Paramita to dance sexily, and I would give her the footage.
Then came Saturday, the day of our first cuckold session. It was noon, and our shemale bull informed us that she would arrive at 12:30 p.m. That we should wait for her. My wife instructed me to be naked when she arrived. My wife wore our wedding sari but no blouse, bra, or underwear.
It was a seductive sight to see. Our shemale bull, Maya, came at 12:30 p.m. and was taken to our living room. My wife brought chilled juice for all three of us. But Maya asked us to remain silent, which we did. We waited calmly in our living room.
Our shemale bull Maya poured Viagra into our cups and told us to consume it. We drank the juice as a group of three. Immediately we were turned on. Bull shemale Maya ripped my wife’s sari and stripped her nude. She boasted, “You’re the sexiest bitch I’ve ever seen.”
Before they could continue, I asked them to go to the bedroom. But Maya yelled, “Shut the fuck up, Cuck! Here’s my camera; record and remain silent. Your wife’s moans will be heard across the living room.” I went and did as she said.
I started recording. Maya grabbed my wife’s hand, brought her close, and kissed her. The two were involved in a passionate hug. Their lips met in a symphony of emotions, each contact transmitting a symphony of feelings. They explored the shapes of yearning. Their bodies squeezed together, moulding perfectly.
Maya’s brown skin contrasted nicely with my wife’s fair skin. The delicate caress of fingertips danced on warm flesh. Generating an electric spark that ran through every fibre of their souls. Time paused, capturing the beauty and sensitivity of this moment.
A celebration of love and connection that transcended cultural barriers. Then Maya released the kiss. Maya sat on our sofa and demanded my wife give her a handjob. Maya stripped nude, revealing her massive cock for the first time. It was similar to a massive chocolate bar. It was already 8 inches in length.
Maya’s lovely huge cock exuded a musky odour that filled the room and turned us on. My wife sat across from her and began stroking her cock. After three strokes, it rapidly became fully erect. For 7 minutes, my wife stroked Maya’s big hard cock.
Maya cum a tremendous amount over my wife’s hair, drowning her in it. Her cum was thick, and white covered her hair, bathing her with her cum. Maya was still Hard. She then informed my wife she needed to lick her cock. My wife, Paramita, took Maya’s cock in her mouth and began sucking her.
She tongued and sucked the shaft for 7 minutes. Maya grabbed my wife’s head and forced her cock to her throat. My wife fought, but Maya tightened her grip and forced Paramita to reposition her throat. Maya then forced my wife to deepthroat her massive cock.
Maya cum inside my wife’s throat after 10 minutes. Then release her. My wife’s makeup was smudged, and tears streamed from her eyes as she stood up. Maya was still hard. She turned my wife around and bent her over. My wife stretched her legs and leaned them on the back of the sofa.
She balanced her body on her spread arms, placed in front of Maya’s legs. Her buttocks are at the same level as Maya’s chest. She is slowly sitting on Maya’s massive erect cock. Maya grabs my wife’s buttocks with her palms and moves them back and forth.
Maya was fucking my wife. She began paddling her ass pretty hard, rendering them bright red. Maya accelerated her speed and fucked my wife in Drum position for 40 minutes. She cum in my wife while my wife cum 8 times. I was shocked because someone else cum inside Paramita.
Maya smiled at me and said, “I will get your wife pregnant, Cuck. There is nothing you can do about it.” My wife was on the floor. Maya jumped on top of my wife and opened her legs. Maya began fucking her in a missionary position while licking my wife’s throat, kissing her, and biting her lips.
Maya cum deep within my wife for 50 minutes while in missionary posture. My wife was completely ecstatic. She relished every second of it and cum 10 times. Maya then walked to the shower and bathed to clean herself. I took my wife and made her sit on the sofa. My wife described it as the finest sex she has ever had.
When Maya returned, my wife surprised us all by inviting her to stay with us for a week. I was astonished. Maya said it was fine if the cuckold husband agreed. My wife asked, and I replied yes. It pleased my wife. Maya agreed to stay for a week.
Maya then snatched her camera from me after checking the tape I had made. She got dressed and went home when she was satisfied with my recording. She returned to our house late at night with her belongings and moved in with us.
Maya penetrated my wife in every room of our house and every position over the following week. They were fucking on my way to work. They were fucking at work. They were still fucking when I got home. They fucked incessantly throughout the day, afternoon, and night.
While fucking my wife, Maya took thousands of pics and recorded hundreds of videos. Maya said her goodbyes and returned to her residence after a week. My wife revealed her pregnancy three days later. I was surprised yet delighted for my wife.
Maya contacted me late at night and mocked me, saying, “I told you, right? That I shall impregnate your wife. You’re a complete cuckold now that she’s pregnant with my child.”
My wife was pregnant after 8 months with a large tummy, and everyone congratulated us. My wife went grocery shopping one Saturday and didn’t return for an hour. My supervisor called and requested me to come to the office right away. I was concerned. “But isn’t Saturday a holiday?” I asked.
My supervisor said it was important, so I went to my office. My workplace was vacant when I arrived. But on the floor was the identical sari my wife wore when she went shopping. My boss phoned from the meeting room, so I went to see him.
I walked into the room. I was astounded to discover video recordings of my wife, Paramita, being fucked by our shemale bull Maya. Maya was also standing with my employer. My supervisor said that Maya was publishing our sessions online for everybody to watch without our knowledge.
I was astounded to find that there were millions of views. Then I heard a sucking sound and approached my boss, only to be shocked. My wife was hungrily sucking my boss, and a camera was recording it.
My employer informed me that I had been promoted. My wife had signed a bond agreement with him to be his PA. He would take her to a business meeting in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil.
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