Chapter 1: Introduction
Paula, a Desi American woman, stood at a modest 5'5 and weighed in at 140 pounds, her figure a testament to her love for yoga and a healthy lifestyle. Her most striking features were her 36DD breasts, which she carried with a natural grace, and her thick, curvaceous ass, a result of years of dedicated exercise. Her skin bore a warm, rich brown hue, a testament to her heritage, and her hair, a cascade of thick, glossy black, was always styled in a way that accentuated her natural beauty.
Dave was the only guy who’s had the privilege of fucking her sweet pussy. Before him she tried to be a modest good Indian girl but still got “horny” and wanted to please her boyfriends and dates.
So while Paula never had vaginal sex with another guy she still sucked plenty of dick. Because that was her main way of taking care of men that meant she got pretty good at it. By the time she met me she was able to get guys to cum with her mouth pretty easily.
But sucking dick wasn’t the only thing Paula did with guys. She’d also get naked for them and let them have their way with her voluptuous body. While vaginal sex was off the menu, she was more than happy to let guys kiss, lick, and suck every inch of her. She would also titty fuck guys with her 36DDs and let them cum all over her tits.
A few times guys got too excited and sprayed her mouth full of cum. Paula naively believes they were accidents. Dave loves the story she tells him of a guy cumming in her mouth and the cum and spit dripping down her chin and onto her big brown tits.
Another thing she did was get naked and straddle a guy’s naked body. She’d rub her wet clit and pussy on their hard cocks until she came.
She was with 10-12 guys before Dave, starting when she was 23 until she was 29 when she and Dave met. She was with Indian, white and Latino guys.
These weren’t all boyfriends either. In fact, a lot of them were one night stands. When she first told Dave about her past he was shocked, jealous but most importantly very turned on. Dave assumed she was an innocent, even prudish woman. That’s partly because by the time they met she started to slow down. She realized giving out all those blowjobs on first dates but not giving up her pussy was holding her back. Dave didn’t get to even kiss her until the third date and didn’t get my dick sucked until the 5th or 6th.
While Dave felt honored that he was the first one she gave her pussy too, her lack of experience is sometimes frustrating. A virgin is fun in college and all but by your late 20s (when they met) you want a girl who knows her way around the bedroom. Dave loved that she was very experienced in sucking dick and kissing ears (she could make a man melt with that) so she was still really really fun.
It took about a year of them dating seriously for Paula to fully give Dave her pussy. She was 30 years old and had sucked up to 12 dicks but got fucked for the first time. She felt guilty having sex before marriage. She always justified sucking dick and getting her pussy eaten, rubbed, and fingered as “not really sex” but she knew it was slutty.
They started slowly and Paula learned how to take dick well once she got past the pain. It took about another year for her to allow Dave to fuck her from behind, first prone bone then her on all fours. Pounding her thick brown ass was the best, especially when they were in the view of a mirror and Dave could see her big tits flop. Even missionary sex made her big tits bounce all the way to her chin.
Paula got more and more into sex and after a couple of years they were fucking in all positions. Her cock riding skills were particularly good-probably since she used to get off rubbing herself on hard dick. She was worth the wait for sure.
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Dave always had the hotwife fantasy even before he met Paula. Dave waited for a good opportunity to casually bring it up in a very subtle way. He started playing "fuck marry kill" with her and it came out that she was in to black guys and white and Indian girls.
The bi-curious thing really got Dave's attention. Paula admitted she had never been with a girl but wanted to. Once an ex-boyfriend took her to a strip club and she got a brief table dance from a girl but the scene turned her off too much for her to really enjoy it.
She mentioned specific women she had crushes on, mostly celebrities. Over the years as Dave slowly revealed more and more about his Hotwife fantasy when the moment was right, Paula discussed her fantasies and crushes more and more.
Like most women, she was confused and put off by the hotwife fantasy at first but since Dave moved very slowly with it and chose his moments wisely, Paula slowly got more and more accepting of it. Occasionally she’d even play along with it as a fantasy for Dave.
With her increased comfort came more disclosures about her sexual past and current crushes. Since Paula figured the hotwife thing was purely a fantasy and not a goal and comfortable knowing Dave was not interested in other women, she opened up more.
Most of what she told Dave was more intimate details about her sexual past listed above. Paula told Paul she dated a very tall (6’5) white guy with a monster cock. She was shocked at his size and had no idea how she would handle him in her mouth.
….but of course she did. He was the one of many guys she got naked for and made cum with her blowjobs and tittyfucking. Paula even blew his large thick cock in the car like a teenage slut.
The best detail she ever gave Dave though was the time 3 long term boyfriends took her to a clothing optional beach in Miami. Paula, the conservative future wife took her top off and exposed her gorgeous breasts to several happy onlookers. It turned her on and her and her boyfriends had passionate (almost kind of) sex that night. One was the same boyfriend who took her to a strip club. It’s a safe bet that he had the same hotwife intentions as Dave.
Another disclosure that sent Dave into overdrive was Paula's admission that she was EXTREMELY attracted to a friend of Dave's-a female friend.
Dave's friend Kelly was an absolute drop dead gorgeous stunner. She looked like a young Ann Hathaway and more beautiful Jennifer Garner. A true Classic beauty. She could easily be a model if she wanted to. Soft white skin, brown hair and a flawless slender body complimented by perky tits and a killer ass to die for. Kelly always managed to push her tits up to give everyone a clear view of her cleavage. Dave was in a meeting with her once that I’m sure no one remembers what was discussed because her perky tits bounced as she spoke.
Kelly was so perfect it was hard to forget her gorgeous smile and eyes. Every single thing about Kelly is perfect-something my wife mentions often. Kelly’s ass is beyond belief. A fitness fanatic and collector of yoga pants, her perfect ass is always on display. Her tight yoga pants left nothing to the imagination.
Whenever Dave hangs out with Kelly without Paula, he'll text her what kind of panties Kelly is wearing. Paula will always respond with emojis of anger, big surprised eyes and drooling. Not always in that order. She gets jealous-not of Dave being with a other woman but because he gets to hang out with Kelly more than her. If Paula is with Dave and Kelly at the same time they have a secret competition to see who can tell what kind of panties Kelly is wearing first. Bonus points if they also ID her bra.
Kelly was off limits though. She’s happily married and a close friend and colleague of Dave's. If they ever hit on her it word would get around fast and Paula would be outed as bi. They’d also be outed as an open couple. It’s not something Dave and Paula want to risk.
However, fantasizing about Kelly became one of Dave and Paula's favorite bedroom activities. Although Dave was occasionally able to get Paula to entertain the idea of a threesome (in the fantasy) it was usually just her and Kelly. Fine with Dave.
One of Dave and Paula's favorite things to do is for Dave to go down on my Paula while she admires a photo of Kelly in a bikini on her iPad.
Sometimes after Paula cums enough and her pussy was done but Dave needs to cum more, Paula will suck his dick and jerk him off while talking about Kelly.
They knew it had to remain a fantasy. But it also lead to more and more open dialogue about Paula's attraction to other men and women. After a few conversations that leaned more serious than fantasy Dave told Paula she could have a hall pass.
Of course she turned it down at first for the many obvious reasons. But Dave reassured her every time it came up.
The hall pass came up in their fantasies more often, usually with Kelly but sometimes men too. Paula liked to keep it safe by making the men in her fantasy celebrities to make sure Dave knew this was going to stay a fantasy.
But then...Paula met Carlton and everything changed.
Dave saw Carlton's massage therapist ad and knew Paula would like him. She loves strong, professional, black men. He set Paula up with an appointment to meet Carlton as a surprise. She had no idea Dave knew what Carlton looked like. She loved Carlton's massage.
She told Dave about getting a massage from a hot black guy and he pretended to be surprised. Paula said Carlton was hot and Dave pretended to be jealous.
She told him about how Carlton's strong hands kneaded her back and shoulders. She said she could feel his cock pressing up against her as he massaged her legs. Dave got hard at the thought of his wife getting massaged by a sexy black man.
Dave asked Paula if she would consider letting Carlton be her hall pass. Paula was shocked and hesitant at first, but Dave reassured her that it would only be a fantasy. She finally agreed, after extracting a promise from Dave that he would not be angry or jealous if she decided to take the opportunity.
Dave was overjoyed and couldn't wait to hear all the details.
The next week, Paula went to her appointment with Carlton, dressed in her usual modest attire. She tried to keep her mind focused on the massage, but she couldn't help but feel a flutter of excitement in her stomach as she thought about Dave's proposition.
As Carlton worked on her sore muscles, Paula couldn't help but notice how strong and defined his hands were. She also couldn't ignore the growing bulge in his pants as he pressed up against her.
Paula tried to push the thoughts out of her head, but she couldn't help but feel a growing dampness between her legs.
Finally, the massage was over and Paula got up to leave. As she was putting on her shoes, Carlton asked if she would like to continue the session in a more private setting. Paula's heart raced at the prospect, but she knew she couldn't go through with it. She thanked him for the massage and left, trying to put the thoughts out of her head.
She couldn't believe she had entertained the idea of cheating on Dave, even if it was just a fantasy.
Paula went home and told Dave everything that had happened. She was nervous about his reaction, but he was understanding and supportive. He told her that he was proud of her for being honest and that he still loved her no matter what.
That night, as they lay in bed together, Dave brought up the idea of Paula fulfilling her fantasy with Carlton again. This time, though, for real.
"I want to watch you with him," he said, his voice thick with desire. "I want to see you take his big black cock in your mouth and see the look on your face as he fucks you."
Paula's heart raced at the thought. She had never been with a black man before, and the idea of having Dave watch as she sucked and fucked Carlton was incredibly arousing. "Are you sure?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Yes, I'm sure," Dave said, his eyes burning with lust.
"I want you to enjoy yourself, Paula. I want you to do everything you've ever fantasized about. And I want to watch."
Paula's body trembled with anticipation. She took a deep breath and nodded, feeling a wave of heat rush through her. "Okay," she said. "We'll see. But what if something happens with him at my next massage next week?" she said, her voice trembling with excitement and fear.
"You already made an appointment?" Dave asked both surprised and excited.
Paula grinned, "Yep."
Dave's cock twitched in his boxers, already hard from the conversation. "Fuck, Paula, I want that to happen. I want you to let him massage your tits. I want him to pull down your yoga pants and rub your pussy until you're soaking wet. I want you to turn over and let him fuck you from behind while he grabs your hips and slams his big black cock into you."
Paula's breath hitched, her nipples hardening beneath her shirt.
The thought of Carlton's hands on her body, his cock inside her, and Dave watching filled her with a heady mix of excitement and fear. She felt a rush of warmth between her legs as she contemplated the scene.
"What if he doesn't want me like that?" she asked, her voice barely a whisper.
Dave chuckled, his hand reaching out to cup her breast through her shirt. "Baby, trust me, he wants you. Who wouldn't want you. You know he's thought about those big tits and thick ass he's come so so close to touching. And he knows you like him. I'm sure he can tell by the way you squirm and move when he touches you." Dave's voice was low and husky, his fingers tracing the edge of Paula's nipple through the fabric of her shirt. "Imagine him, Paula. Imagine his strong, dark hands pulling down the straps of your tank top, exposing those perfect, plump tits of yours. Imagine him leaning down, taking one of those big brown nipples into his mouth, sucking on it like he's dying of thirst."
Paula let out a soft moan, her hips moving involuntarily against the sheets. "And then what, Dave?" she whispered, her eyes closed as she pictured the scene in her mind.
"Imagine him, Paula," Dave continued, his voice barely above a whisper as he leaned in to kiss her neck, his hand now cupping her breast fully, "imagine his thick, dark fingers pinching and rolling your nipples, making you gasp and squirm. And then, imagine him trailing his fingers down your stomach, over your belly button, and slowly, so fucking slowly, he slips his hand into your panties."
Paula's breath hitched as she felt Dave's fingers hook into the waistband of her yoga pants, pulling them down just enough to expose her panties.
She could feel the cool air hitting her bare skin, and she shivered with anticipation.
"Imagine him, Paula," Dave whispered, his lips brushing against her ear. "Imagine him sliding his fingers into your wet pussy, feeling how much you want him. How much you need him."
Paula let out a soft moan, her hips moving against Dave's hand. She could feel her pussy getting wetter and wetter, the fabric of her panties sticking to her skin.
"Dave...I-I don't know if I can do this," she stammered, her breath coming in short gasps.
"I'm married, Dave. I love you."
Dave's hand left her breast and traveled down her body, tracing the curve of her hip, the dip of her waist. "I know you do, baby," he said, his voice low and husky. "And I love you too. That's why I want this for you. Because I want you to be happy. I want you to experience everything you've ever wanted."
His hand dipped lower, cupping her pussy through her panties. Paula gasped, her hips bucking against his touch.
"But...but what if I can't stop? What if I like it too much?" she whimpered, her eyes locked onto Dave's.
Dave's eyes darkened, his cock throbbing at the thought of Paula losing control with another man. "Good. I want you to lose control, Paula. I want you to be so fucking desperate for his cock that you can't think straight. I want you to beg him to fuck you, to fill you up with his big black dick."
Paula's eyes widened, her breath hitching in her throat. "Jesus, Dave. You're hard," Paula whispered, her eyes darting from Dave's intense gaze to the bulge in his boxers. Dave didn't bother to deny it. Instead, he pushed his boxers down just enough to free his throbbing cock, and began to stroke it slowly, his eyes never leaving Paula's face.
Paula's breath hitched as she watched Dave, her own body responding to the sight of him pleasuring himself. She couldn't believe how turned on she was by the thought of him jerking off while they talked about her cheating on him. "You're enjoying this, aren't you?"
"Of course I am," Dave grunted, his grip tightening on his cock.
"I'm imagining Carlton's dark hands gripping your hips, pulling you back onto his dick. I'm imagining the way your big tits bounce with each thrust, the way your thick ass slaps against him. God, Paula, I'm so fucking hard thinking about you taking another man's cock." Dave's strokes became faster, his breath coming in short gasps. Paula watched, transfixed, as Dave pleasured himself, her own body responding to the sight. Her heart raced, and she felt a familiar heat build between her legs. She squeezed her thighs together, trying to ease the ache, but it only made her more aware of her own desire. "Dave, I—I can't believe I'm saying this, but I think I want it," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper. "I want Carlton. I want to feel him inside me," Paula confessed, her breath shallow as she watched Dave's hand move faster over his cock.
Dave groaned, his eyes dark with lust. "Fuck, Paula, I want that too. I want to see you take his big black cock. I want to see your face when he fills you up." Paula's hand slipped between her legs, rubbing herself through her panties. "I want to hear you scream his name as he fucks you," Dave panted, his grip on his cock tightening. "I want to see you come undone, Paula."
Dave's voice was low, husky, as he watched her hand slip into her panties, his own strokes becoming more urgent. Paula's fingers found her clit, the sensitive nub already swollen with desire. She let out a soft gasp, her hips bucking against her own touch. "I want to see you lose control, baby. I want to watch you come all over his cock." Dave was close now, his breath coming in short, ragged gasps. Paula's eyes fluttered closed as she rubbed her clit in tight, circular motions, her body already tensing with impending release.
The room was filled with the sound of their combined moans, the wet smack of Dave's hand against his cock, the soft, slick sound of Paula's fingers sliding against her own wetness.
It was too much, the heat, the desire, the filthy words spilling from Dave's lips, and Paula couldn't hold back any longer. She felt the familiar tension building, her body tensing, her breath coming in sharp gasps. "Dave—oh, fuck, Dave—" she cried out, her fingers moving faster, her hips bucking against her own touch. Dave watched, his own body taut, his cock throbbing in his hand. "That's it, baby," he grunted. "Cum for me. Cum while you think about Carlton fucking you." And with those words, they both tumbled over the edge. Paula's body convulsed, her orgasm ripping through her, leaving her gasping for breath.
Dave's hand tightened on his cock, his strokes becoming urgent as he watched his wife's face contort with pleasure. He could feel his own climax building, the pressure in his balls increasing with each thrust of his hand. The sight of Paula, her fingers still buried in her panties, her body shuddering with release, was too much for him to bear. He felt the familiar tingling at the base of his spine, the first sign that his orgasm was imminent. "Paula," he grunted, his voice thick with desire, "I'm going to cum. I'm going to cum all over your tits." With a final, desperate thrust, Dave came, his hot seed spurting onto Paula's chest, her big brown tits glistening with his cum.
Paula's eyes widened in surprise, her body still tingling with the remnants of her own orgasm as she watched Dave's cum drip onto her stomach, coating her skin in a warm, sticky mess."
Paula gasped, her breath still coming in short gasps as she looked down at her body. "Dave, what—what are you doing?" she stammered, her eyes wide with shock. She had never seen her husband cum anywhere other than inside her or on her face.
Dave's chest heaved, his body still trembling with the aftershocks of his orgasm. He looked down at Paula, his eyes dark and intense. "I wanted to mark you," he said, his voice low and hoarse. "I wanted to see you covered in my cum while you think about Carlton fucking you.
Now, lick it off, Paula. Taste your future." Dave's voice was a low growl, his eyes never leaving hers as he guided her hand to his cum.
Paula hesitated for a moment, her eyes widening at the suggestion. She had never done anything like this before, but the thought of Dave's desire for her, the intensity of his gaze, and the raw, carnal nature of the act aroused her even further. Slowly, tentatively, she leaned down and tentatively licked the salty liquid from her skin, tasting the bitter remnants of Dave's release.
Dave watched, his cock already beginning to harden again at the sight. "That's it, baby," he encouraged her, his voice thick with desire. "Lick it all up.
Taste every drop of me, Paula," Dave commanded, his voice hoarse with desire as he watched her tongue work slowly but surely over his cum, coating her chin and lips. His cock twitched at the sight, already growing hard again at the thought of watching her with another man. "Imagine it's Carlton's cum dripping down your chin, Paula.
Swallow it," Dave growled, his words filling the room with a raw, primal intensity. Paula's eyes widened, and for a moment, she hesitated, her mind racing with the filthy image Dave had just painted. She had never swallowed before, but the thought of Dave's cum inside her, filling her up, was strangely exhilarating. She looked up at Dave, her eyes locked onto his, as she slowly took his cock back into her mouth. She sucked hard, her tongue swirling around his shaft, tasting the remnants of his release. Dave groaned, his body tensing as he watched his wife take him into her mouth once again. "That's it, baby," he whispered, his voice thick with desire. "Swallow it all. Take every last drop." Paula hesitated for a moment, her eyes watering as she took Dave deeper into her mouth.
Dave, without warning, pulled her up, his hands gripping her waist as he brought her lips to meet his. He kissed her passionately, his tongue exploring her mouth, tasting a mix of their combined arousal. Paula moaned into his kiss, her body responding to the sudden, intense affection.
Her hands gripped his shoulders, her fingers digging into his flesh as she kissed him back with equal fervor. Dave broke the kiss, his breath ragged, his eyes wild with desire. "I need to fuck you, Paula," he growled, his voice thick with lust. "Now it's in your head forever, girl. You'll never be able to look at him the same again, much less be able to get massaged by him without thinking about having sex with him. Good luck trying to play it cool while you imagine taking his big black dick."
Dave smirked, his eyes gleaming with a mixture of lust and mischief. He knew he had her right where he wanted her.
Paula's cheeks flushed a deep shade of pink, her breath coming in short gasps. "I-I don't know, Dave. I've never done anything like this before. What if I can't—?"
Dave cut her off with a reassuring smile. "Baby, you're a natural. You're sexy as fuck and you know it. Carlton won't be able to resist you. And if you're nervous, just remember, I'll be right there with you."
Paula chuckled, "Maybe you'll be there in spirit you mean. Because what if it happens during a massage at his place when you're not there?"
"What if what happens?" Dave asked with a smirk.
"Carlton fucks me," she replies with a devilish grin.
"Oh you little slut!" Dave says as he smacks Paula's fat brown ass.
"You're a dirty little slut aren't you? You want Carlton to fuck you, don't you?"
Paula's face flushes with embarrassment and excitement. "Yes," she whispers. "I want him to fuck me. I want to feel his big black cock inside me."
Dave grins, his cock already rock hard again from the dirty talk. "That's my girl," he says, spanking her ass again.