A Different Cuckold

It was the season of rains and I, as many in Mumbai do, was trying to get back to my home from office amidst heavy rainfall. The streets were filled with huge puddles.

I was trying to make my way amongst others through one of puddles which was at least knee-length. Suddenly, I felt someone pulling my trousers down from back and in a jiffy a big splash on the waters !!! There she was.. Her name was Sunita. Age around 30 years, around 5’6” , approx. 62 kgs, 38,27,39, perfectly white, she was a perfect milf for despos.

Sunita tried to catch hold of me from behind to prevent herself from falling. This was the first time I saw her. She was wearing white salwar and kameez with a dupatta. Immediately I rushed out for her help while others were occupied in themselves. She was completely drenched and while helping her get up, I too got myself wet. It was difficult to get up, she briefly caught hold the buckle of my belt (I wear the belt just out of formality, don’t need it to hold my trouser around my waist). This and the fact that the white salwar had completely become transparent exposing her pink panty and fleshy thighs, instantly turned me on. Her hand slipped and she accidentally pressed my penis with her left hand. Both of us glanced at each other, her expression clearly reflecting she did it on purpose.. Both of us got up and walked towards the clear ground.

I took opportunity to introduce myself:

Me: Hello, I am nitin,

She: Hi, Sunita here

handshake..

She: I hate these rains, it makes u so helpless..

Me: I know, but then you make friends in such rains ( my attempt to get close to her)

She: Hmm, I know (smilingly looking at me with a gaze at my eyes as if to read me.

She : So, won’t you ask your friend for a coffee.

Me : Oh yes, that’s a good idea given that the rains are incessant and we can always wait at CCD for it to be abated.

Both of us walked towards the CCD nearby. Soon the rains abated and we decided to move as she mentioned she was getting late and that she needs to reach home before her husband as only she carries the keys. I offered to pay the bill to which she disagreed, I persisted,

She: Okay, you may pay the bill but on one condition, you have to come over to my house for a coffee session.

Me: Whenever you say Madam !!! (She slowly lifted her head upwards on hearing “Madam” from me)

She: Hmm, so you are coming this Saturday at 8 pm to my house (this sounded more like an order than an invitation) and we exchanged phone numbers and addresses over watsapp.

Me: As you say Ma’am.

She: Good (with a nod of appreciation that I refer her as ma’am)

I offered to walk her to the railway station which was nearby. While walking, she asked (rather commanded) me to hold her dupatta since it was completely wet and to walk behind her (eagerly checking my response whether I agreeably comply to her command or show some kind of rejection).

Me: As you say ma’am.

At railway station, we headed to our respective destinations and thus ended an eventful day for me.

Whole evening I kept thinking about her, her fleshy thighs, her white complexion; I felt I won’t be able to keep away from her for long.

Next morning, I texted her on Watsapp,

Me: “Hello”

She: Yes (“isn’t that rude, she could have replied back with a hello)

Me: Hope you didn’t catch cold yesterday.

She: Oh no, I am perfectly fine. But where is the respect that you were showing yesterday.

Me : ?? (Confused)

She: Liked the way you referred to me as “Madam”..

Me: Oh, I am sorry Ma’am

She: That’s better, take care from next time (I felt submissive this very moment)

Me: So u had a good night sleep yesterday (I knew this was a bit bold on my part but I was taking my chance)

She: Yes, we enjoyed a lot ;)

Me : Wow, that’s awesome.

She : “Ma’am” ???????

Me : Oh yes madam

She : Listen, from now onwards, if you didn’t refer to me as madam, you shall be punished for the same. And be on time for the session on Saturday.

Saturday, 8 pm

I entered her house and as courtesy, took a bottle of champagne since she told I shall be welcomed by both she and her husband that evening and there will be more than just coffee. Sunita was dressed in a white t-shirt without bra (I could notice her boobs sway while she walked) and a blue denim shorts. His husband dressed wearing just a short and a tight vest over it. Both of them welcomed me, Sunita leaning closer to me and kissing me on my forehead. I was completely taken aback with this. “Come on honey, come inside, we have a lots in store for you!!”

We entered the drawing room and I seated in a single sofa adjacent to the big one. Both of them seated on the big sofa. Before we could start any conversation, Sunita leaned towards her husband and began rubbing his dick over the top of his jeans. He, on the other hand, was cupping her right breast over her top ( he has kept her right hand over her shoulder). I was completely turned on by this activity.

Husband : So, what’s your name?

Me : Hi, I am Nitin.

She : So honey, tell me didn’t you dream about me that night ??

Me : (gasping ) yeah, kind of..

She : (got up from whatever she was doing and came towards me and a tight slap on my face).

Husband : Sunita told you something didn’t she ??

I was completely confused, is this some sort of dream, What am I forgetting??

She : I am your madam.. you little dog,, did you forget ??

Me : Sorry Madam..

She got back to her husband and inserted her hand inside his shorts.

Me : What am I supposed to do madam..

She : Come here, close to me and sit down near my feet.

I got close to her and she spat on my face,, I frowned looking at her and began wiping my face, here comes another spit..

She : You are supposed to obey me, you won’t do anything without my permission.. ( I believe she understood that I was submissive by nature when she met me the first day)

Me : Yes Madam,

Sunita pulled down her husband shorts and underwear and for the first time ever I was seeing a cock other than that of mine. It was definitely atleast 1.5 times my size. Her husband has now exposed her right breast by lifting her T-shirt up. Sunita spat on her feet twice and asked me to lick it with a sweet face (“oh, please lick this up darling will you. You see I am busy here and can’t go to wash it off”)

I was kind of enjoying this kinky stuff from my mistress and at once began to lick her feet clean.. It was, in my opinion, the perfect feet in my opinion, absolutely clean, pure milky white with nail polished cherry red.. I felt I could spend rest of my life on her feet..

Sunita’s husband asked me to drop off my jeans and go topless. I looked at Sunita with amazement, she winked her eye, I got my signal and was now sitting on her feet with just my underwear on which was partly wet by now showing my huge bulge.. My excitement brought a smile on both of their faces. Sunita and her husband began kissing each other while me still on my job of cleaning her feet..

Sunita asked me to come closer and asked me to kiss her husband’s dick. ughhh was my response, Sunita, forcefully took hold of my head from back and forced me on his dick I trying my best to resist (I was kind of liking this domination)… She let me go and I was kind of dejected.. Both of them saw dejection on my face and smiled looking at each other.

Sunita : Nitin, let me tell you why I invited you over here. Raj (her husband), always wants me to lick and suck his cock. An activity I desist to the core. Raj too never likes to shower love on me by working on my pussy from his mouth.. We have been having just a formal fuck session over the past seven years with both of us left unsatisfied sexually as our desires were never met.

Then, I met you the other day and you somehow looked like a submissive kind of person whom I could use. You gave all the signals for me to invite you over. I shared the idea with Raj and he was all too excited. The only condition was that you shall be restricted to serving me, my pussy with your mouth, give Raj a good BJ session and being our sub…

With this she spat on Raj’s cock and forced my face onto it. I was literally touching the tip of Raj’s cock with my cheek as I hesitatingly tried to resist it.

Raj : seems like you are still not turned on. Sunita, why don’t you give her a good show.

Sunita got up and undressed herself completely, she ordered me to lick her pussy..

Raj : Not yet, you can clean Sunita’s cunt only after wiped her saliva off my dick onto her pussy..

Raj inserted his dick inside Sunita’s pussy and it easily glided in.. he gave a few jerks and then withdrew, held his cock in his hand, took me by force from the back of my head and forced me onto Sunita’s pussy.. I immediately started pleasing my mistress licking up her pussy. Raj started rubbing the tip of his dick on my nape, this further excited me and I started working on her pussy even faster. Sunita was moaning as she had reached heaven in excitement…

(End of part I, please mail the feedback on [email protected].. interested couples can also reply…)

A Different Cuckold