Hi everyone, I’ve been reading XIS stories for a very long time now. This is my first time writing and posting here. So go easy with your judgments and enjoy my recent experience.
I’m Radhika, 31, married for a year. I’m 5’5”, fair-skinned, with long black hair and a curvy figure of 34 30 34. My husband works abroad for most of the time for a year. So, I try to keep myself busy with activities, but it does get boring living alone for a long time.
One day, while my husband was away and I was just passing my time scrolling reels, I got a WhatsApp text from my ex, Ravi.
Ravi – Hi, how have you been? How’s married life been?
I decided to reply after a few hours.
Me – Hi, I’ve been good. How are things with you?
Ravi – Just good? I thought you must be having a great time with your husband.
Me – I do when he’s around.
Ravi – Oh yeah…what do you do when he’s not around?
Me – What do you want, Ravi?
Ravi – You.
Me – I’m married now, and our past is buried. I would like to keep it that way.
Ravi – I know…but I’m here if you want to hang out.
I left him on the scene after that.
After this, for a few days, I used to masturbate thinking about Ravi and all the fun we used to have before marriage. I even started comparing my husband to him and started fantasising about making my husband a cuck.
Don’t worry, this is not a cuck story cause my husband is not involved at all. I don’t think he’ll ever be involved, either. One day, I decided to text Ravi and meet him. Did I want him to fuck me? Yes badly!
I was already imagining having an affair with him while my husband was away. But I had to play this secretly and carefully. I couldn’t risk my married life and future for some fun. But the thoughts and dreams of Ravi and his monster encouraged me.
Talking about Ravi…he’s 5’8” Athletic. His dick is around 6.5 and thick enough to touch all my spots. He used to make me do crazy things before marriage. Honestly, I used to do them not for the thrill but for the prize I would get in the end.
Me – Hi, want to grab a coffee for old times’ sake?
Ravi – your place or mine?
Me – I was thinking more of a public place.
Ravi – Hahaha…you would never text me if it was just coffee. You may be married, but you are still a slut for my cock. So…tell me bitch…are you still my slut or do you want to upgrade to a hotwife?
Me – If you know me so well, then why don’t you choose?
Ravi – Drop your address, I’ll see you tomorrow, and dress for the occasion. I don’t fuck Bhabhis who don’t put in an effort for their bull.
This is exactly what I wanted, and Ravi knew without me even asking for it. I decided to wear a black laced lingerie set that my husband gifted me and draped myself in a red saree for Ravi. When Ravi came home, he looked at me and smirked.
Ravi – Ah…can’t wait to unwrap my present.
Me – (I blushed and asked him) Can I get you some tea or coffee?
Ravi – I already ordered some on my way here.
He set his bag down and pulled me by my waist. We immediately started making out like old lovers. While kissing me, he started removing my saree and undressed me, revealing my body in my sexy lingerie set.
Once he was satisfied with kissing and licking me, he removed his belt and tied my hands behind my back. Next, he took out a tie from his pocket and blindfolded me. Then came what I feared and enjoyed most…a single command from Ravi.
Ravi – Sit!
Hearing the familiar sound and the authority behind it, I immediately got on my knees. Memories started flooding back to me of our past. Then the doorbell rang, and I heard Ravi open the door. I still think it was the delivery guy. Ravi intentionally kept the door open and talked to him about me for a few minutes.
I couldn’t really hear the conversation but it was definitely about me that I could make out. Once the door closed, I could hear a third person in the house. Do I dare to question Ravi? Of course, not…his punishments are brutal. I couldn’t risk it. It is better to do things his way before he decides to punish me.
I heard someone stand in front of me and unzip his pants. Then I felt a hard dick rubbing my face. Instinctively, I opened my mouth, and the dick slid in. I started sucking this unknown dick with no idea who it belonged to. I was trying my best, but it got really difficult with my hands behind my back.
Then the guy held my head and started fucking my mouth, deep throating me. The house was filled with the sounds of my gagging. Suddenly, I heard an unfamiliar grunt and felt thick, hot cum filling my mouth.
I swallowed it completely and started licking the dick clean. Then I felt a pair of hands stuffing something in my bra and a shaky voice saying.
Stranger – (shakily) Thank you.
Then I heard the door open again, and the guy left the house. I felt Ravi making me stand and guide me to the bedroom. He made me bend in doggy style and slid my panties to the side.
Ravi – Oh fuck…you’re like a tap down here.
Looks like you loved sucking that dick.
Me – Yes, baby.
I got a sharp spank on my ass.
Ravi – I’m not your ex-bf anymore. You’re married now. So that makes me your bull.
Me – Yes, sir
Ravi – Good girl (followed by another spank)
Then I felt Ravi’s familiar cock entering my pussy. The pain and joy of getting my prize made me moan so loud. He grabbed my hair and started fucking me.
After some time, he removed my blindfold while fucking me, and I saw myself in the mirror. Looking like a slut with ruined makeup getting fucked by Ravi.
I remember cumming on his cock twice before he switched positions and made me lie on my back with my legs raised. Our eyes met, and I started clenching my pussy around his cock. I knew I could take one more orgasm, but I had to make him cum or else he wouldn’t stop.
I tilted my head to see myself in the mirror, and then I noticed a 100 rupee note stuffed in my bra. I looked at Ravi in the mirror.
Ravi – That’s your price for giving blowjobs.
Me – Oh, Sir…I’m going to cum again!
Ravi – Yeah…me too bitch.
He increased his pace, and I locked my feet behind his back. We both came together. Ravi untied my hands, and we took a shower together and cleaned ourselves. We both erred so tired that we got into bed and slept in each other’s arms.
After a few hours, I woke up, slipped under our blanket, and started sucking his soft cock. It quickly grew in my mouth. I looked at Ravi; he was still asleep. I continued sucking him till he woke up.
Once he was awake, I sat on his cock and started riding him. He played with my nipples and boobs. We continued to fuck like this till I had an orgasm. Then he got his bag and took out a gift for me.
Ravi – Wear it and meet me on the balcony.
I opened it and saw a red babydoll dress. I quickly put it on and went out. Ravi was smoking a cigarette.
He saw me and threw away his cigarette. He grabbed me and put me against the railing in a doggy position. He lowered my panties and started fucking me from behind. I didn’t care who could see or hear us. It was a heaven I had been craving for so long that nothing else mattered in that moment.
He fucked me till I got an orgasm. Then made me sit on my knees. I started sucking his cock like crazy. In a few minutes, he started grunting.
Ravi – Oh fuck…I’m going to cum.
He shot his thick creamy load on my face and sat in a chair.
So, I’m going to stop this story here. There’s a lot happened since then. It’s been six months since our first meeting. Ravi actually encouraged me to write this story.
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