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Cuckold From India.

I told Nisha, “I did not use a condom when I fucked you.” She said quietly: “Yes, I know.” I said, “You do not mind?” She replied, “No!” I was shocked to hear this.
Clearly, Ms. Nisha had decided she wanted you to become her husband — and, she had also decided that if she became pregnant, you would do the right thing (to quote a movie title) and ask for her hand in marriage.

So, did Ms. Nisha become pregnant as a result of your passionate stay with her at that hotel? If so, when she informed you of that, did you propose marriage?

Or, did you not wait for Ms. Nisha to inform you she was pregnant, prior to your marriage proposal?
 
Clearly, Ms. Nisha had decided she wanted you to become her husband — and, she had also decided that if she became pregnant, you would do the right thing (to quote a movie title) and ask for her hand in marriage.

So, did Ms. Nisha become pregnant as a result of your passionate stay with her at that hotel? If so, when she informed you of that, did you propose marriage?

Or, did you not wait for Ms. Nisha to inform you she was pregnant, prior to your marriage proposal?
Sorry, I did not see this response from you and hence the late reply.

My sincere apologies.

Yes, she became pregnant.

After a month, Nisha and I got married.

A couple of years went by.

One day, I told Nisha,

“I would like to see you wear something slutty in front of a guy.”

She was shocked.

Then she said, “Who?”

I said, “One of your friends or colleagues or mine?”

She said, “Are you nuts?”

I said, “Then who?”

She replied, “Could be a sales guy or some odd job guy.”

I said, “Where to get such a guy?”

“She said, “We will go a bit far from our locality and as if there is an odd job guy who can fix nails and stuff.”

I agree, so we dressed and went hunting.
 
Sorry, I did not see this response from you and hence the late reply. My sincere apologies.
Hey.... please don't worry about it. There's no rush.
Yes, she became pregnant. After a month, Nisha and I got married.
Excellent. My belated congratulations to both of you.
A couple of years went by.
I hope Ms. Nisha's pregnancy and birth went well. Is your child thriving....?
One day, I told Nisha: “I would like to see you wear something slutty in front of a guy.”
Very good.....
She was shocked.
Not surprisingly....
Then she said, “Who?”
The gears were starting to turn in Ms. Nisha's head....
I said, “One of your friends or colleagues, or mine?” She said, “Are you nuts?”
A very reasonable question....
I said, “Then who?” She replied, “Could be a sales guy or some odd job guy.”
A man neither of you knows, in other words....
I said, “Where to get such a guy?” She said, “We will go a bit far from our locality and as if there is [where there might be?] an odd job guy who can fix nails and stuff.”
It sounds like it didn't take any lengthy persuasion for Ms. Nisha to accept that idea. It was just a matter of deciding how to go about it in a way she would find acceptable....
I agreed, so we dressed and went hunting.
What manner of slutty attire did Ms. Nisha wear, or decide to take with her...?
 
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We went to a place quite far off from where we lived. About a couple of clicks away.

My dick was throbbing at the thought of things to come and I was finding it hard to keep down my erection.

We started hunting shops asking fort odd job guys.

We found 5 or 6, but Nisha said no to most.

Finally, we reached a shop in which there were two young brothers.

The elder guy asked what we wanted.

We said we were looking for some odd jobs to be done at our place.

He spoke to his younger brother who agreed.

Nisha looked at me and nodded, signalling yes that this was the guy.

The thing here is, this guy was from a remote village, not at all used to modern ways.
 
We went to a place quite far off from where we lived. About a couple of clicks away.
Interesting that you and Ms. Nisha thought of a place a couple of kilometers = about 1.2 miles away as a "quite far off" and (per your last sentence) "remote village."
My dick was throbbing at the thought of things to come and I was finding it hard to keep down my erection.
Yes, I would imagine so....
We started hunting shops asking for odd job guys. We found 5 or 6, but Nisha said no to most.
From Ms. Nisha's point of view, most odd-job guys — not surprisingly — did not seem sexually attractive....
Finally, we reached a shop in which there were two young brothers.
Ah-ha....
The elder guy asked what we wanted. We said we were looking for some odd jobs to be done at our place. He spoke to his younger brother who agreed.
If he knew what his younger brother was going to experience, he would have accepted the "job" himself....
Nisha looked at me and nodded, signalling yes that this was the guy.
Very good. She made the decision, and informed you of it....
The thing here is, this guy was from a remote village, not at all used to modern ways.
On the plus side (from his point of view), Ms. Nisha and you were about to educate him about modern ways....
 
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Nisha asked the young brother,

“Do you know how to hammer nails and do other odd jobs?”

He replied, “Yes Madam.”

“When can you come?”

“I can come in an hour Madam.”

“Ok, give me a missed call from your cell and I will guide you how to come in case you can’t find the house.”

He asked her number, she gave it to him. He gave her a missed call.

She saved his number.

“Come fast.” She said to him.

“Yes Madam.”

“Thanks.” She said. We walked away.

On the way home I was rock hard thinking of what was going to happen.

When we reached home, I asked Nisha,

“What will you wear?”

“That see through red nighty.” She said.

“Ohhhh, seriously?” I asked, shocked. The nighty was totally transparent.

“Sure, why not. You asked for it didn’t you?”

I took out my cock and started shagging.

“Yes.” I whispered.

Nisha got out the nighty, started applying makeup.

Her phone rang. She picked it up.

“It’s the guy.” She said.

“Hello?” She said.

The guy was asking for instructions.

She gave them to him.

He said he would be there is 10 minutes.

She quickly slid into her nighty and matching thong.

Then she told me,

“You go out for an hour, I don’t want you here when I’m doing this.”

I was shocked and said,

“Why?”

“I would not be able to do this in front of you.” She said. “Go out, I will call you when he has gone.

I went to the door and walked out. She closed the door behind me.

This is the nighty she wore…


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I went out and walked the roads, totally horny.

I was wondering what was happening in the flat.

I called my wife, she did not pick up.

I walked and walked. I looked at the time. Just 10 minutes had gone by.

I kept walking.

I called her again, she did not answer.

I kept walking, horny, trying to hide my erection.

I looked at my watch, 25 minutes had gone by, I called my wife, she did not pick up.

I kept walking.

Again I looked at my watch, 40 minutes had gone by.

I kept walking.

I called my wife again, she did not pick up.

I turned and started walking home. I looked at my watch, more than an hour had gone by.

I called my wife.

She picked up…

“You can come now.” She said and cut the line.

On my way home, I crossed the young odd job boy, his face was flushed, he passed one foot away from me but did not see me.

I wondered what had happened.

I reached home, my wife answered, in her red nighty.

I closed the door.

Near the door was a nail, I saw her red thong on it.

“You took off your thong??” I said in shock.
 
I went out and walked the roads, totally horny.
Very good. You followed your wife's instructions....
I turned and started walking home. I looked at my watch, more than an hour had gone by. I called my wife. She picked up. “You can come [home] now,” she said and cut the line.
That should have been enough time for the young odd-job boy to pound in a nail (for your wife to hang her panties on)....
On my way home, I crossed the young odd job boy. His face was flushed, he passed one foot away from me but did not see me.
That should have told you everything you wanted to know....
I wondered what had happened.
Hey.... you must have known what happened....
I reached home, my wife answered, in her red nighty. I closed the door. Near the door was a nail, I saw her red thong on it. “You took off your thong??” I said in shock.
Obviously you should not have been shocked. Don't forget, at the young odd-job boy's shop your wife asked him:
“Do you know how to hammer nails and do other odd jobs?”
As you may recall, he said "Yes." And, the evidence that he had hammered a nail (for your wife to hang her panties on) was right there before you. You could have considered anything else that may have happened, and probably did happen, to be in the "other odd jobs" category.

But, please continue....
 
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“You took off your thong??” I said in shock.

My wife smiled sheepishly and said,

“I did.”

I said,

“How? What happened?”

She said,

“Let me tell you.” And she sat down on the divan in the main room.

I sat down on a couch, my dick hard.

She said, he came in and was shocked to see me in the nighty.

I told him I needed a few nails hammered.

He said,

“Ok Madam, tell me where.”

I told him to hammer a nail where my thong is.

He hammered it, looking slyly at me.

I told him,

“Why are you staring so much? Have you not seen a woman dressed like this?”

I was shocked at her boldness, I took out my cock and started shaking it.

He answered,

“Never Madam. I am from a village.”

I told him,

“This is not a village and I wear these clothes daily.”

He said,

“What you are wearing, what is it called?”

I said, “Nighty.”

He said, “Very good madam.”

I said, “What? Nighty or me?”

I was shocked at her replies.

He said, “Madam if you do not get angry, I will tell you.”

I said, “Ok, but cummon in the bedroom, I need some nails hammered there and you can tell me while you do that."

So, we went to the bedroom, he followed me. On my way, I adjusted my nighty top, so that almost all of my boobs were spilling out.

This is how…
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In the bedroom I turned, he was a foot away from me, he saw my boobs and said..

“Ohhhhhhhh…”

I said, “What happened?”

He said, “Nothing madam. Where you want me to hammer nails?”

I showed him a few places and he went to one.

I asked him, “You were going to tell me something??”

He said, “Madam if I tell you, you will be angry.”

I said, “Tell me, I will not get angry.”

“Madam, I like the nighty, but your body is very hot!”

I was stunned at his boldness.

I asked him, “What you liked?”

“Everything.” He said.

I blushed and said, “What you liked most?”

“Madam I liked your balls and your nipples. Such big nipples. WOW!”

I blushed.

He said, “Sorry Madam. I better work now.”

After awhile I said, “I need nails hammered in the balcony. Let me show you.”

He said, “You tell me Madam, don’t come out dressed like that.”

I told him where and he went out.

I decided to tease him more, so I went on my fours on the bed and pretended to hunt through one of my drawers.

This was how she looked to the odd job guy when he entered…

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“Any problem?” I asked.

“No… no Madam… no problem.”

“Why are you staring?”

“Madam, I have never seen a sight like this in my life.”

“What sight.” I asked, still on my fours.

“This…” He said.

“You mean me like this?”

“Yes… sorry Madam. But you are very sexy.”

“Thank you.” I said to him, still on my fours.
 
“Any problem?” I asked.
“No… no Madam… no problem.”
“Why are you staring?”
“Madam, I have never seen a sight like this in my life.”
“What sight.” I asked, still on my fours.
“This…” He said.
“You mean me like this?”
“Yes… sorry Madam. But you are very sexy.”
“Thank you.” I said to him, still on my fours.
Your sexy wife went far beyond your initial suggestion. I imagine her boldness far exceeded your expectations.

Anyway, you're getting there. Keep going....
 
I was furiously shaking my cock, totally shocked at how bold she was.
I told my hubby,
“I remained on my fours and asked him, do you like what you see?”
He said,
“Yes madam, but I cannot control now.”
On my fours I looked behind and saw the big bulge in his pants.
I giggled.
 
And then it happened.

Before I knew it, he was on me.

GRABBING AND LICKING MY ASS FURIOUSLY.

And then he found my hairy cunt hole and went at it like a dog in thirst.

As he licked harder, I got hornier.

I was now moaning loudly…

“AHHHHHHH zor sein chaatttt

(Lick me hard!!!)

Ahhhh ahhhhh…”
 

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