Ours was a love marriage. We met at work and got married after 3 years of relationship. Vikram (my husband) was a 25-year-old well-built man. I have a petite-skinny structure and have a wheatish (Tamil brahmin) skin tone. I was 24 years old at that time.
This incident happened a few months before our marriage. We traveled together and stayed in the same room for the first time.
We tried having sex for the first time. We failed. My husband’s 7″ tool was a bit bigger for me. We were not aware of the lubricant, he tried to penetrate me in the dry state. I experienced a sharp pain and I pushed him away. He calmed me down and embraced me. We slept.
The next day we were busy with our sightseeing. Our hotel had an inbuilt spa and they offered a discounted couple massage. We planned to get a massage. The male masseur massaged my husband and the female masseur massaged me. My husband bought that oil from them.
At night we tried having sex again. We failed, this time with lubricant. The pain was too sharp for me. I felt sorry for him, I gave blowjob for the first time. My husband loved it. He sprayed his semen into the water closet.
I was supporting him. I said, “We can take time for penetrative sex. Relax.” But my husband had other plans. He recalled the massage experience and asked me, “How did it feel?” I said, “It was relaxing.”
The conversation was getting kinkier and he suggested that the male masseur had rough hands. I should get a massage from him. He called the male masseur and booked a personal massage in the room.
He shot all the lame reasons and tried convincing me to get a massage from a male masseur. I reluctantly agreed. The masseur was from Punjab. He did not wear a turban and he was medium built.
I was wearing a t-shirt and tracks. I am 5′9″ and slim, have small-perky breasts and medium ass. My size is 32 30 32. The masseur seduced me with his skills. Which started with massage for hands and neck had become a complete back massage.
I had already lost my t-shirt. I was lying face down, and my bra unstrapped. My husband dimmed the lights. I was getting wet when the masseur started to massage my lower back and was slowly removing my pants.
My husband started to kiss me and we got into a lip-lock. Suddenly he poured a bowl of oil into my ass crack and started to massage the buns. I protested but my husband was kissing me harder. The masseur reached the pussy and my husband was fondling my breast.
They turned me up to expose my bare breast and the masseur removed all my bottom wears. Masseur started to work with his tongue. I had small orgasms. My legs relaxed.
My husband whispered “I have arranged an expert for you.” my eyes widened, the masseur inserted his tool. Oil and my juice acted as a lubricant. My pussy lips accommodated his 6″ tool. There was a sharp pain.
But my husband kissed me, fondled me, and whispered, “I love you,” many times. I embraced him tightly as the masseur started to move in and out. The feeling was great, but there was a bit of pain.
I whispered back to my husband, “I love you so much, dear.” Tears were rolling down my cheeks. Slowly he inserted the whole 6″ tool into me. My orgasms started to build up.
After 9 minutes of humping, I had my first penetrative orgasm. A few moments later, the masseur shot his loads into me. I was shocked. My husband said, “don’t worry.”
The masseur asked my husband to mount me in missionary and try now. My husband entered me easily. My husband was bigger than him, this time it felt much better. My husband made love to me. He started to hump harder, he released his semen into me.
He kissed and whispered, “I love you so much, Ramya.”
I was in a total mess. My husband and masseur took me to the bathroom. They helped me to get rid of massage oil with lukewarm water. The masseur saw my body in the bright light for the first time.
It struck me, I was standing stark naked in front of a stranger. I requested the masseur to leave the bathroom. We took a small bath and then we had great sleep. I slept between my husband and the masseur.
In the morning, my husband was fondling me. I responded to him. The masseur woke up. My husband asked him to join us. I stared at my husband. He was trying to take back his words. I directed the masseur’s hand on my pussy and gave a kinky smile to my husband.
Masseur passed the oil to my husband. He applied it to our private parts and tried to enter. The masseur kissed my neck. I was feeling the masseur’s penis on my naked ass. The masseur was hugging my breast from the back.
My husband got a turn on and released his semen immediately. The masseur told him, “She is not satisfied.” He was correct, but I didn’t mind. My husband said, “I am done. If you wish, you can try to satisfy her.”
I was awe-struck. My future husband was asking a stranger to fuck me for the second time within 24 hours. The masseur slowly inserted his penis in the spooning position. His tool was exploring new areas from that angle.
I kissed my husband hard as the humping was building up. He lifted me to doggy style and was humping me non-stop. My husband’s penis was hard again. I started to blow him and moan.
Finally, the masseur pumped all his seeds inside me. They both fucked me session after session for the whole day. The next day we had our flight. We happily returned.
After this incident, the bonding between me and my husband became stronger. I took some precautionary medications. But I missed my periods. After a lot of discussions, we decided not to abort. My husband said, “It’s our baby.”
We informed our parents that we need to get married immediately for being eligible for an on-site US deployment. They believed us and we were married within a month.
After 9 months, I delivered a handsome baby boy. My husband always questions me kinkily, “Whose son is he?” But he is not bothered.
In our relationship, my husband plays the dominant part and I trust him. We are married for 3 years now. We have a 2-year-old kid. In the last 3.5 years, we never met/contacted the masseur again (for privacy reasons). We had a few encounters with 2 more men. I will share the incidents soon.
Losing virginity to a stranger in front of my husband was the kinkiest kick-start to our sex life as my husband executed a cuckold fantasy.