My first second!

A wife’s tale of experiencing a stranger.

After a lot of thought and almost 5 years after this incident, I decided to write about it as a therapy. So here goes nothing……

It was our 5th anniversary. We are in late 20s. Coming from a conservative Indian culture I had only been with my husband. We moved to the US from India for his job. I had dated before marriage but nothing beyond kissing or a little fooling around.

Every anniversary my hubby had taken me to lovely places and this time he promised to take me to Las Vegas. We had a 4 night stay and he promised it was going to be fun with shows, gambling and drinking. However, he clearly had something else on his mind. He had gifted me 2 very sexy revealing short dresses and had me to wear them as we walked the strip. I usually did not wear such clothes out in the public, so I was uncomfortable at first but then seeing other skimpier and almost nude women, I started to fit in.

All through the evening as we walked he kept asking what he thought of other men gazing and ogling me and I said, “If you like it, I like it”. We returned to our room around 11 and we were tired. I showered. We had quick sex, and he asked if I wanted more. I didn’t but I did not want to spoil his mood for the anniversary, so I said ok.

“Babe, actually, I am out of gas, but if you want some more, I can arrange for it…”, he said smiling weird.

“You are too drunk, lets just go to bed. good night”.

“No babe, I mean it. Its vegas, we can find a real stud”

“Are you out of your mind. you are really drunk. I am going to sleep…”. I turned over angrily, telling myself that I would give him earful the next morning.

“Babe, its our anniversary, I would really like you to be happy.” he didn’t sound drunk and he was not in a roleplay mood.

“I am happy, I only said ok for more because I thought you want more. I am really happy, now sleep!” I persuaded.

“What if I said, I want this for me…”, he asked with absolute no hesitation.

“You are nuts, you really need to let go,…”

But I could see, he was very firm, we argued over 20 min, and I left the bed to sleep on the couch. After a few min I could hear him snore and I wondered what kind of a man wants to see his wife fucked by other strange guy. I had seen such stuff in porn and movies but never thought I would be in such a situation. It was crazy and I was sure he would snap out of this idea in the morning. I tried to sleep but could not. It was very unsettling that my husband wanted something like this. After some time I passed out..

I was woken up by his kisses on my lips and his palm caressing my breast. He was next to couch on the floor. It was one of those extra love moments he practiced to please me. I started responding, and he started to come on the couch over me. I started getting in the mood, as his hard dick pressed against my thigh. I was still dry and was prepping myself mentally and noticed he shivered and came on my thigh. I let him relax and hugged him. He collapsed and we stayed cuddled for a bit.

He asked, “So what did you think?”

I could not believe, he was still hung on it. We started arguing again, and this time he was not drunk. After a long time, I said…

” I am not liking this one bit, I am part of the anniversary too… why can’t you consider my feelings, and gift…”

He calmed down.. the rest of the day we just dressed, ate walked around. I did not wear the skimpy dress. I noticed he was so low, I tried to cheer him up by cracking a joke here and there, and ordering his favorite food and drink. But nothing seemed to work. Towards the evening, I thought I should let him know how bad it would be if he saw me with another guy, so he can change his mind. So, I danced with couple strangers, and he seemed to like it but when I showed discontent, he was back to his sulking face. I thought some sex would cheer him up. So I suggested we go back to room early, order room service. We went around 7pm. As soon as we got in the room, I pushed him against the wall, knelt and started to give him a blowjob. I sucked him 15 min but his dick showed no response. My mouth was tiring out. Usually the idea that I wanted to suck him would make his dick hard in seconds and here I was hurting my jaw and he was cold as fish. Finally, I rose up dropped myself on the couch and said…

“Fine, if this is what you want… lets do it. But, I have a condition… I don’t want to see his face, and I don’t want him to see our faces, I want you to be in the room but not watching my face..”

He looked at me, his dick started to harden and he immediately buried it in his pants. He came close and kissed me.

“You are the best. Get showered, I will order room service”.

He said air quoting “room-service”. We set a few more ground rules. There would be no force, there would be no violence and the guy would fuck as quickly as he can and leave. He agreed. He grabbed his laptop and started working on it. I headed to the shower. I kept telling myself this was a bad idea. I wanted this to be over with soon. I picked a dress that would give easy access down but cover most of me otherwise. When I came out of the bathroom, I asked about how to cover the face and he said that the person was going to bring it. I sat there nervous. He went to shower. I looked at myself and thought what a slut I was being… I hoped this would make my husband happy and have his desire fulfilled.

After a few minutes he walked out of the shower in his underwear. I walked to him and asked again,

“Are you really sure you want to do this?”

He held me close,

“I want to see this once”.

I could already feel he was turned on. How could this situation turn him on was a mystery to me. I said,

“I want this to be over quick”.
He said,
“Just lay on the bed, the guy will be here, I will have a couple words with him, make sure he will be quick and gone.”

He dimmed the lights as I lay on the bed. I was scared. I heard the knock on the door and I almost cried. I could hear the door open and the two men talk in low voice. In couple minutes, my hubby came to me and handed me a mask that covered most of my upper face. I quickly put it on.
“You can come in now”, he said to the guy standing out of the bedroom.

The lights were dim, I looked at the guy, I could not see his face, just his shadow. He was just in his briefs. He was about the same height as my hubby, but looked very muscular. I was sitting in the bed clutching my hubbys arm tight. My hubby held my grip and said,

“Its ok babe, I am sitting right here on the chair, and patted my back and supported me to lay me down. I crossed my legs and folded my arms.

“Are you sure, I don’t want to be force anything and get in trouble”, he asked. I was not sure if he asked me or my husband. My husband answered with a firm yes, and the guy looked at me, and I opened up my arms and legs and nodded.

He crawled in the bed and held my hand and kissed it and then started kissing my head and lips. I was obviously not responding. I just whispered “be quick”. “Right”, he said and pulled over my dress and touched me over my panty. he started caressing me over it and I thought I should not have worn them so this would have been quicker. He moved down, sat between my legs and came over me with his palms on the bed. My heaving chest was touching his. Resting on one palm, he started to pull down my panty with other. I had to cooperate a bit to make that happen. I did not notice when he removed his underwear, but after my panty was removed, when he came back to the position to lay over me, I felt his full nude cock on my belly.

I wanted this to stop, I looked at my husband, he was in the chair fully naked and touching his full blown boner. I could not believe that. But it only meant one thing, this may end sooner if my hubby came quicker. I thought the sooner this is over, the sooner he will come. The guy was struggling to make it quicker due to my reluctance. If I gave in, cooperated or even participated, he might be done quicker and so will my hubby and this would end fast. So I placed one hand on his back and with the other grabbed his member directing it on my dry pussy. Seeing this encouragement, he rested his body on me, which felt good as a massage, and now his free hand was guiding his dick in my pussy and my hands were free again.

Given how dry I was, he was finding it very difficult to get in me. I could see my hubby going down a bit and I did not want that. That would only prolong this situation. I quickly grabbed the guys body closer to mine, opened up my legs hoping that if I fake to enjoy, I might actually get wet and he would glide in easily. But it did not seem to work. After a few moments of struggle, I noticed him moving away, and I wondered if he had lost it and was leaving. I saw him sit up his dick carelessly touching me between my legs as and where it please. He pulled out his arm towards my husband who handed him, what I figured later, as the lubricant. I saw him squeeze a bunch of it on his palm and then rub some on his dick. Then he took some more and started to smother it on my pussy. It felt so cold, and I reached out to stop him and thats when my hand touched his super hard dick. I moved my hand away to stop his, but he instead held my hand and placed it again on his dick. I figured he wanted me to work it. I used the opportunity to instead take it up to my well lubricated pussy so he can be done with. He then bent over back with his heavy body on me and with one hand opened my pussy lips and with other started rubbing his dick over my pussy. I was still dry but the lube was making it easy for him. He kept rubbing but was not going in, and i hoped he would cum without penetrating. But after almost 10 min of rubbing I had become wet and I needed this to stop. So I voluntarily started to move my hips so that his cock would direct inside. I think, he understood that, he put is arms around me and under me and hugged me. I put my hands on his shoulder to keep him away, and felt his rock huge shoulders first time. I started to notice his masculine body and suddenly one of his rub had found the way inside me and I gasped as I felt his meat cut thru my pussy. I would have been dead if it were not for the lube. He paused there and I felt he did not want to move. I still wanted him to be done soon. I raised my legs and let him drive in fully. He closed his hug and it became more tighter as he started to pull out and go in slowly. A few slow strokes inside me and a pause. I anticipated this was going to be over now. But then, a few more slow strokes and this time, he started moving on faster. I started to feel helpless and tired and dropped my head to the side to watch my husband. in the dim light, i could see him watch our lower bodies as he started stroking his own dick faster. My muscles had involuntarily tightened and I realized i had gripped the guy tighter. He was fucking me faster and deeper. My mind was not ready but my body had caved in and I knew my pussy had started to get wet, not with lube this time. I was not cuming. I was not enjoying, but I was wet. After a few minutes I noticed my body give up. I could hear myself hum for breath at his each stroke. I had started to pass out when I felt a huge explosion of his cum inside my pussy and his throbbing cock. After a few seconds, his body reacted, and he started to relax over me. The last thing I noticed before I closed my eyes was that my husband had cum and the guy getting out and off me.

I woke up several hours later, I woke up due to thirst. it was still dark around, but I felt as if I had the best sleep ever since I was a kid. I literally slept like a baby. It took me a few seconds to register what I had just gone through. My hubby was asleep next to me. I felt a little disgusted but glad that it was over and I had survived. I felt, now I could have my husband back and we can go back to enjoying rest of the anniversary the way I wanted. I drank some water and went back to sleep.

The remaining 2 nights we did not talk about it, except that my hubby did me good. It seemed to have worked. He even asked me for the blow job and it was good. I felt we were back to normal again.

While packing up to leave, I noticed he put in the two masks in the bag. On our flight back he asked if I enjoyed the experience. I could see he wanted me to say yes. “Anything for you dear”, I said.

I hated it, and I promised I would never do it again.

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