I am a 38-year-old married man with an active sex life with my wife. I immigrated to Canada around six years ago. My wife is really hot, with a curvy body and a juicy ass. Our marriage was arranged, and maybe that’s why our libidos and comfort levels during sex never matched.
I have a high libido, while hers is below average. This is a point of frustration for me, but what ticked me off even more was her lack of participation whenever we had sex. She would just lie there while I gave her all the foreplay, went down on her, turned her around, and fucked her doggy style (always).
She never took the initiative or even hugged or kissed me. So, you can imagine that my wife has never given me a hand job or a blowjob; in fact, she doesn’t even look at my penis. Also, once we were finished, she would act as though we had done something dirty and wouldn’t let me hug her.
I have tried talking to her about this and how I would like her to be more involved during sex. I also let her know that I would like to get a blowjob from her or at least a hand job. But every time I bring it up, she gets upset and starts crying about how she isn’t good enough for me and that’s probably why I had an extramarital affair before (that’s a story for another time).
So now, I have stopped asking for this to keep peace in the family. But my frustration and libido are not going anywhere.
This story is about how I had hot, steamy sex with my wife’s friend. She was my wife’s batchmate from college back in India. Her name was Divya (changed for privacy). When I landed in Canada in the winter of 2019, she was the one who picked me up from the airport.
Although she used to be lean in college with my wife, after immigrating to Canada, she had gained weight in all the right places. She had a pair of beautiful eyes and a very pretty smile. Her breasts were very well-shaped and as big as large, ripe mangoes.
She had milky thighs that would make any guy stare. Since I didn’t have any friends or relatives here, I got close with her and her husband. Then jobs took us our separate ways, and I didn’t meet them again for over two years, but I still kept in touch.
By this time, my family had joined me here, and once again, Divya had moved to a city near us as she was enrolled in a college there. After the course was completed, they moved to western Canada, to a city where we had already planned to relocate.
So, a few months later, we moved to the same city. By this time, all of us had become very close with each other. Although she was very pretty, I only had a platonic relationship with her, especially since she was a very good friend to my wife.
After this, Divya got a job in a city in the northern part of the country and moved there again. A few months later, my wife and son went for a vacation back home in India. I didn’t join them as I had recently started a new job and couldn’t take a long vacation.
About a week later, I got a call from Divya and her husband saying they were visiting the city for a week for some important work. I happily asked them to stay with me since I was alone in the apartment and told them they could use one of the two bedrooms.
So, they drove down a couple of days later, and I welcomed them to the apartment. We chatted for a bit, and then I asked them to get some rest as they had been on the road for almost 15 hours. I told them we could chat tomorrow since it was my day off from work. Divya’s husband told me he would be driving to a city three hours away to pick up some documents from a friend there.
The next morning, I woke up around 8 and made breakfast and coffee for all of us. After breakfast, Divya’s husband left as planned. Then we were both alone. I asked Divya what she would like for lunch, as I was planning to order from Uber Eats. She said she wouldn’t mind some South Indian food, as they didn’t have any quality South Indian options where they were currently living.
We decided to watch a movie to kill time. While browsing my IPTV movie list, I saw that a movie I wanted to watch, “The Housemaid,” was now available. I told Divya, and she agreed to watch it, as she had heard it was a good thriller.
“There are some raunchy scenes in the movie between Sydney Sweeney and the other actor. Would it be weird for you to watch it with me?” I warned her.
She brushed it off and said, “I’m not a kid; I won’t be uncomfortable. We can watch it.”
After we watched the movie, Divya told me, “How do the actors manage to do such scenes in front of all the crew? Wouldn’t it be embarrassing for them?”
I said, “It would be embarrassing definitely, but since they’re professionals, they can handle it. And this is nothing compared to what happens in porn.”
“I wouldn’t know; I’ve never watched any kind of porn,” she chimed in.
“Really?” I exclaimed. “That’s not very believable. Never? Not even once in college or after marriage with Abhay (her husband)?”
“Never,” she said. “In college, we were all good, God-fearing students. And Abhay won’t watch them with me; he said that would be really uncomfortable for him.”
Suddenly, her face became gloomy, and I asked her why she was suddenly sad. She tried to brush me off, saying it was nothing, but when I insisted, she hesitantly told me that Abhay was not keen for her to enjoy sex.
He never wanted to do any kind of foreplay or any other form of pleasuring; he would just have penetrative sex until he climaxed and then sleep. I asked if she had an open conversation with Abhay about this.
“I tried, but he doesn’t take me seriously and then tries to change the subject every time I bring it up. So now I’ve stopped bringing it up.”
I told her I was in the same boat and explained my relationship with my wife. This seemed to cheer her up a little. A few moments of silence went by, and then she quietly asked me, “Can we watch a porn clip?”
Although I was astounded by the question, I kept my cool and asked, “Wouldn’t that be overstepping some boundaries? I don’t mind watching it, but those kinds of videos are made to elicit feelings that would be embarrassing for both of us.”
But she said, “Please, bro. This might be my only chance to see, and I don’t want to see this alone because I’m kind of nervous.”
I sighed deeply (because I knew this would make me horny as hell) and hesitantly agreed to her request. So I browsed Xvideos on my phone and searched for a video that wasn’t over the top and played it.
Divya sat close to me and started watching the clip with me. As the video progressed, I could feel her breath becoming faster and her skin temperature rising since she was so close.
When the guy in the video was licking the woman’s vagina, I stole a glance at Divya; she had an intense expression on her face, her mouth slightly open, and her hands were near her crotch, clutching each other.
She had her legs closed tightly. This aroused me, even though I knew it wasn’t right. The clip was about 20 minutes long. At the end, the guy pounded the woman in multiple positions for around 10 minutes before both seemed to orgasm at the same time.
I closed the browser and sat silently for some time. Divya was silent too. All I could hear was her fast breathing.
I broke the silence a bit later and joked, “How was your first porn clip? Did you enjoy it, or were you uncomfortable?”
She smiled naughtily and told me it was hot.
“I can see that,” I told her with a laugh, while purposefully staring at her breasts, where her swollen nipples were clearly visible through her top.
She smiled and pinched me hard and said, “Shut up.”
“Ouch,” I exclaimed, rubbing the spot where she pinched. “Now you can tell Abhay exactly how you want to proceed in bed.”
Her face dropped again, and she told me no, he would never do any of these, even if she begged him to. I didn’t speak as I didn’t know how to respond. Suddenly, she looked at me and said, “Bro, can you do what we saw in the video to me?”
I wasn’t expecting this question and asked, “What?? We—ahh—that’s not right. We can’t—”
She asked, “Why can’t we? You told me Ammu (my wife) doesn’t give you all that you want. If you do all that to me, I’ll reciprocate, and both of us will be happy.”
“I know you want it too, so let’s stop pretending,” she said, looking at the mound in my pants.
I had a fight going on inside my head for a few moments; in the end, the unsatisfied lust in me won.
“Okay. So how do you want to do this? Rough, or do you want to ease into it?” I asked.
She smiled and then told me, “Take me right here, right now.”
The lust dammed in me broke. I grabbed her by the waist with both hands, touching her exposed soft belly below her short top. I lost my senses and deeply kissed her full on the lips for about 30 seconds; we both sucked each other’s tongues and exchanged saliva.
Once the kiss broke, I started kissing, licking, and lightly biting her neck and shoulders. She immediately removed her top and tossed it away. I took a break and stepped back a bit to look at her.
Oh God! She looked amazing wearing just a grey sports bra and shorts. I went back in and kissed her on the chest while using both my hands to pleasure her breasts, which I squeezed and then lightly pinched the nipples over the bra. I continued kissing her around her chest and then took her right breast out of the bra and sucked on it.
She moaned, “Aah… oh God.”
I was encouraged to continue, and my right hand gradually went down, feeling every inch of her smooth, soft stomach until it reached the band of her shorts. I carefully inserted my hand inside and then pressed softly against her mound over her panties.
I could feel her trimmed bush through the soft cloth of her panties. She gasped again and slightly opened her legs, so I let my hand wander further south. Her panties were dripping with her juices; this turned me on even more. I stuck two fingers through the elastic band of her panties and dipped them into her wet cunt.
“OHHH!! Broo!!” she called out.
I took my fingers out of her shorts and sniffed and tasted her juices. She tasted and smelled wonderful.
“Mmmm,” I said. She lowered her head in shame and smiled.
I removed her bra and started playing with and sucking both her breasts one by one. I could see and hear that she was already in heaven.
After a few minutes of playing with her breasts, she shuddered and sighed deeply. I understood that she had an orgasm. I was so happy that I made her climax just by playing with her nipples.
Now I went down, kissing, licking, and at times biting every bit of her soft skin, removing her shorts and panties in one go. Then I kissed her mound. She made me come up and removed my t-shirt, kissing all over my hairy chest.
I made her sit on the couch; she took this opportunity to remove my shorts (I was commando) and took my tool, which was hard and pulsating by now, in her hand. She brought her face near my cock and started giving me a wonderful hand job.
She then took the head of my penis in her mouth and flicked her tongue around it. I was in seventh heaven. I closed my eyes and moaned, “Yeahhh, baby.”
Then she put the whole dick in her mouth and sucked it like a lollipop. Later, she moved her mouth to suck my balls while jerking me off. It was one of the best feelings of my life.
After a few minutes, I stopped her and made her open her legs. I started kissing around her pussy, but she couldn’t take it anymore and cried, “Please eat me out.”
I flicked my tongue on her clit, which was red and swollen, while rubbing my fingers on her lips. Then I started fingering her while continuing to suck and flick my tongue on her clitoris.
She was squirming underneath me and moaning with pleasure. I did this for almost five or six minutes, and then she arched her back with her nipples pointing toward the ceiling, moaned loudly, and fell back on the couch, shuddering.
I drank all the juices flowing out of her vagina and licked it clean. She tasted so yummy.
Then I asked her to go to the bedroom. I followed her and lay on the bed. As if she could read my mind, she sat on me, taking my cock inside her pussy. She started moving up and down on me rhythmically. Both of us were at the peak of ecstasy.
Then we changed to a missionary position with her on the bottom and me on top. Then I made her go on all fours and fucked her from behind. Well, I went to heaven and back, and in some time, it was my turn to cum.
I came deep inside her; it was an explosion of pleasure waves like I had never had. After I climaxed, I started eating her ass while fingering her vigorously. She came within the next three minutes with another loud moan.
I looked up and asked her, “Are you happy now?” She gave me a big, radiant smile and hugged me tightly.
There we lay for a long time, exhausted but still gyrating against each other’s naked flesh. Later, we cleaned up in the shower together and dressed. Then we ordered some high-protein meals for our lunch, as the day was not over and we needed the stamina.
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