For a long time, my fiancé and I have been in an open relationship. He’s a cuckold, therefore he doesn’t play; instead, he enjoys watching me get intimate with other men. Of course, like a genuine cuck, he knows that I’m only interested in guys with a firm big cock who can satisfy me in ways he can’t possibly imagine.
I was still extremely active in the singles scene when I met my fiancé, and I slept with a lot of people. Some were better than others, but there were a few that stood out. Arjun was one of those men that stood out in my mind. He was a friend of my fiancé’s, a few years older than me and quite attractive. He had dark hair, lovely brown eyes, and a handsome face, and he was tall and muscular. Arjun was not only attractive, but he also had a dick that measured 8 inches long and was about the size of a soft drink can. He was a fantastic lover who recognised the difference between gasps of desire and cries of anguish.
Arjun usually made me cum multiple times when we had sex. I don’t believe there was ever a period when we didn’t fuck at least three times. During our rendezvous, Arjun ejaculated copious amounts of cum, and we always made a mess on the bed. That piqued my interest for some reason. We were only together for around seven months. We both knew we were merely using each other for no-strings-attached sex, but he left an indelible imprint.
When I started cuckolding my fiancé, I used to tease him during sex by recounting stories about people I had sex with prior to out arrangement. I tried to include as much information as possible, and it turned out to be rather erotic. Fiancé was enthralled by my anecdotes about Arjun. I once told him that I would be inclined to renew the relationship if I ever ran into Arjun again. Fiancé said he wouldn’t mind if I returned home and told him everything about it if it was that amazing. Arjun and I had a lot of things in common from our dating days, so it felt like the perfect arrangement.
I went to a hotel conference five weeks ago. It was a tedious, all-day lecture that seemed to go on forever. As I was walking down the narrow corridor after lunch, a man exited another meeting room and almost collided with me. I turned around to apologize for the near-collision and was surprised to see myself standing face to face with Arjun! He was as shocked as I was, so we began with the standard catch-up questions, such as, “What have you been up to since we last saw each other?” When I told him about myself, he said that he had a girlfriend and that he had recently returned to the city for a separate conference at the same hotel. As we conversed, I observed how well-dressed he was and how beautiful he remained. I became conscious of that familiar twitch between my legs at some time. My body language became more provocative as I became more flirty. Arjun was sending out signals as well, and as pleased as I was, I was afraid of the route I was about to take. After a while, Arjun finally grinned and said he couldn’t stop thinking about the times we’d spent together. He inquired whether I was interested in having a room after I admitted that I was thinking about it as well. I said yes before I could think about it.
While Arjun was getting a room, I waited in the corridor for what seemed like hours. I recall thinking I was wearing the sexiest underwear I had, and wishing he would see me in my “little panty” appearance. He made a point of noticing that I was always dressed in my sexiest panties when we were dating. I let myself imagine what it was like to have sex with him and how enjoyable it was.
I remember thinking to myself as we walked to the elevator that I was terrified we’d run into someone who knew my fiancé or myself. Arjun embraced me and gave me a deep passionate kiss as the elevator doors closed. He helped me to feel more at ease. I was also conscious of the fact that I was getting wet.
He pushed open the door of room 603 and held it open for me. As the door closed behind us, the lock sounded a loud clack. I realised I was alone with Arjun and on the verge of fulfilling both my and my fiancé’s plans. I was nervous, and Arjun was sure to notice. He instructed me to take it easy and placed his arms around me, kissing me passionately. We threw ourselves into the bed and kissed, slobbering all over each other like a couple of teens. I had forgotten about conscience, or anything else for that matter.
Arjun unbuttoned my blouse, and I reached for his crotch with my hand. His dick was just as huge and hard as I recalled it being. For a little while, I touched him through his pants. Arjun removed my blouse as I sat up. He motioned for me to stand up, and he undid my skirt, allowing it to fall to the floor. As I stood in front of him in my gorgeous panties and toned body, I felt a little self-conscious as he hadn’t seen me undressed in a long time. As he unfastened my bra and let it fall to the floor, he seemed to notice my pierced nipples. He kissed my breasts and sucked on my firm nipples, and it felt amazing to have them free. I unbuttoned his shirt and yanked it off as he did. I quickly dropped to my knees, unzipped his pants, and simultaneously pulled them and his underpants down. His massive penis burst out in front of my eyes. It appeared to be enormous, exactly as it had when I first saw it. I sucked the tip of the dick with my lips as I stroked the shaft. As I sucked and licked his dick and caressed his balls, he moaned and closed his eyes. I licked the tip of my finger and slowly pushed it into his ass. I had a feeling he would enjoy it.
After a few moments, he yanked me to my feet and grabbed me up and laid me on the bed in one motion. He drew my panties and pantyhose off together by hooking his fingers under the waistband. As he stood over me with his erect dick swaying in front of him, I laid there naked with my pussy wet in anticipation. I really wanted it, but I knew he wasn’t going to give it to me right away as there was something he needed to do with his tongue. He always gave me my first orgasm with his tongue. He called it, “taking the edge off”.
Arjun teased my clit and probed into my tight ass and pussy with his tongue. He knew exactly where he wanted to be. He slipped his index finger inside my pussy while massaging my clit with his tongue. He rubbed my g-spot with it in a back-and-forth manner. It was fantastic! He slid a second finger into me and soaked it after a few minutes of this. He then began to remove it out of my pussy and insert it into my butt. His finger was large, and I had to take a deep breath as I tightened up against it. He didn’t give up and continued to drive his finger into my ass till it was completely within. It wasn’t long until I came, with a finger in my pussy and my ass and him using his tongue on my clit. I was obnoxious, and I didn’t give a damn whether anyone could hear me. It was great to be able to let go and not have to worry about anything.
We cuddled on the bed till I was feeling better. I wanted to repay the favour, but Arjun’s dick was too huge to get far enough into my mouth for a blowjob. He rolled me onto my back as we started kissing. As he climbed between my knees, I noticed his stiff dick. I had the same panicked feeling as the first time we fucked, wondering whether he was too big, despite the fact that I knew he would fit. As he began to enter me, I took a deep breath. The head was enormous, and it made me feel uneasy almost immediately. I recall thinking to myself, “How many dicks do I have to have until it doesn’t hurt so bad?” I yelled out involuntarily as he continued to push into me, and all I wanted was for it to stop and start feeling better. It started to feel good…really good…just when I thought I couldn’t take it any longer! Arjun was an expert at this. As he moved his huge cock in and out of my tight pussy, his hips felt like they were on a swivel. He made me cum swiftly because I couldn’t control my orgasm. As soon as I came, he proceeded to fuck me. We tried it in a few other positions, but I was glad he recalled that I prefer to finish from behind. Arjun had me kneel on the edge of the bed, and I couldn’t wait. He shoved his enormous dick into my pussy and stepped up behind me. He kept going until he was completely within, and I let out a small yelp to prove it. Arjun put his thumb inside my butt and I felt something pressing against my anus. Even though it ached, it felt large rubbing on his dick and it got me incredibly eager. He fucked me for a few more minutes till I started cumming again. Arjun’s rhythm intensified when he sensed I was cumming, and he sank his teeth into me. As he stuffed his cum into me, I groaned loudly. I adored the sensation of his warm flood coursing through me.
Before the afternoon was over, we had sex two more times. When we made the decision to go, I began to consider how I would treat myself when I returned home. I skipped the shower and dressed instead. Arjun and I said our goodbyes and swapped phone numbers for future shenanigans. I felt my wet panties between my legs as I drove home. Arjun’s cum was soaking them because I didn’t clean myself up before leaving the hotel.
I told my fiancé to come up to our room when he got home because I had a surprise for him. I told my fiancé as we walked into our room that I had run into an old buddy at the hotel. When I informed him who it was, he was both surprised and concerned. He inquired, somewhat hesitantly, how things went. I had the impression he was terrified of my response. I informed him that we chatted for a long before deciding to get a room together. My fiancé’s jaw hung open in surprise. For a brief minute, I believed he was about to erupt in rage. He then composed himself, as if recalling our arrangement. “Then I think you’d better get undressed and tell me all about it,” he said. As I removed my clothes, I noticed that the crotch was wet in Arjun’s come. I handed them to my fiancé. “He sure made a mess of you!” he exclaimed, staring at the gunk. When I told him it was still draining me, he ordered me lie down and spread my legs so he could examine me. He was both humiliated and turned on at the same time. He told me my pussy was swollen as he ran his finger through the juice that was now trickling down my butt. I informed him that if he saw what was in there an hour ago, he’d understand why. He undressed and leaped onto the bed, his dick jutting straight up.
I told him everything that had happened to me. Everything, including how fantastic it felt when I orgasmed to Arjun cumming inside me. As I told him, I rubbed my fiancé’s hard dick and offered as much detail as possible while reserving a few secret recollections for myself. When I was done, he stood up and shoved his dick in my face, indicating that it was now his time. I swallowed his dick and sucked him till he came. It was only about thirty seconds long!
It wasn’t long before he was hard again, and he wanted to put it in me to test how far Arjun had stretched me. Even though I knew he wouldn’t be of any help after how Arjun had finished with me, I couldn’t say no. My fiancé stepped aboard and slid it into place. He laughed as he pumped in and out for a minute and said he couldn’t hit the sides. Knowing he was getting “sloppy seconds” turned him on, he said. My fiancé stood up and thrust his hard dick in my face once more. He wanted me to lick Arjun’s cum off of it this time. I pretended not to want to at first, then licked him clean. It really turned me on.
My fiancé wanted me in my butt because his dick was useless for my pussy. I agreed since I knew he could make it feel amazing there. I sank to my hands and knees (my favourite position). I insisted on using Arjun’s cum as lubricant. It didn’t bother him because there was plenty to go around.
I shrieked as I felt my fiancé’s dick on my ass and he shoved it in. He wasn’t as delicate as he usually is, and Arjun’s thumb made my ass a little painful. He acted as if he wanted it to hurt. As he fully penetrated me, I screamed in anguish. He didn’t even give me a chance to adjust to his size before he started fucking it in and out, and I knew I was about to pay the price for my afternoon pleasure. My fiancé fucked me so hard, and it hurt more than it felt wonderful at first. Instead of him doing it like he always does, he told me to play with my clit. I buried my face in the pillow to stifle my cries as I masturbated myself, determined not to let him know how much it hurt. He slapped me across the ass, and while he fucked me, it felt fantastic. I lost it and came when I discovered why he was fucking me so hard and recognised that I was about to get cummed inside by a second man the same day. I was giddy and felt like a slut at the time. I dropped onto the bed as I finished cumming, and he pushed me to the mattress as he began to ejaculate. He stuffed his cum into my butt and sat on top of me, breathing heavily. He stayed in me till his dick was soft and I squeezed him out with my sphincter muscles. We spent a long time cuddling on the bed. My thoughts raced as I processed the events of the day.
My fiancé afterwards told me that he wished he could be there to see me and Arjun get it on. I promised him I would do it in front of him provided he put his chastity belt back on.
I sat in my office the next day with a sore stomach, aching pussy, and ass. Thinking about what I’d done the day before made me horny. I rummaged through my phone for Arjun’s number, plotting how to humiliate my fiancé the next time we met. When I came home, I decided to show my fiancé how my pussy had shrunk back to its normal size.
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