u/Old-Bell-3048

Neha and her husband(Rohit) had just arrived in a new city after marriage.

Neha was very conservative but has a great body , her husband want to explore his secret hidden desire, when whenever is ask something in the bedroom she straight up said no to him, which sometimes make him angry, he want her body to enjoy fully, maybe show some more , wear some sexy cloth instead of being a prude girl.

One summer she begged him to go to vacation, which he also agreed as his thought run wild, little did any of them know what was about to happen.

Rohit: "Neha aaj pehla din he trip ka... Rock garden chalte he... It's very scenic... Kya pehnogi aaj"

Neha: top and jeans kaisa rahesa? i said showing you the dresseds

Rohit: " Nahi neha... Ye nhi.. Mene tumhare liye kuch liya he... Ye pehno.. "

He has a plan which he started in motion..

that evening, her husband looked at her and said, “You will look hot in this, Neha. Stop wearing these shit clothes. Now you are married… you don’t live with your parents anymore, so don’t stay restricted. Show some skin.”

Neha blushed a little but smiled. “Umm, yeah it sure looks hot. I don’t have to worry, I guess. I have you.” She picked up the cool dress.

Her husband teased her further, “Wese bhi tumne waxing isliye thodi karayi hai poore kapde pehenne ke liye.”

Neha got a little shy. “Ha, ye baat toh sahi hai. Thik hai, main ati hoon pehen ke.” although she was not sure, if she should wear she decided to wear it.

She came out wearing a the dress with shorts. Her waxed smooth legs were glowing, and her breasts looked perfectly shaped in the tight outfit.

“Wow Neha, you’re looking so hot…” Her husband hugged her tightly, feeling her body and inhaling her scent.

They booked a cab for their trip. Throughout the journey, the cab driver kept staring at Neha lustfully, enjoying the view of her exposed skin. Her husband also seemed to enjoy the attention she was getting.

Neha noticed and looked out the window, trying to ignore it, feeling happy about the trip overall.

Suddenly the cab driver commented, “Sahab, aapki wife toh kaafi hot hai… ye apki wifi hi hai na ya koi randi le aye ho trip pe? he lloked at Neha ans smirked.”

Neha’s eyes widened in shock and shame. She glared angrily at her husband, expecting him to say something.

Neh: babe, can you ask him to not comment , i said to you irritatingly.

Rohit: " Babe it's ok.. Don't worry he will not do anything "

Neha: i could not beliving you saying it, finding no way i just sit there angrly glarding at the driver

driver: esa nhi he sahab... Me apki biwi ko apse acche se chod sakta

Rohit:my body now raging with anger, as i looked at you for support

Rohit:

* instead of support... Rohit was just looking at the window* he did not like him fucking his wife, but he did not want to stop, as it was a very good change to open up his wife, so he kept quite while enjoying internally.

Cab driver: wo kuch nhi karega randi.. Chal apna shorts uttar... Me bhi toh dekhu.. Jo tera husband daily dekhta

Neha: "now i was getting a little fearful as you did not say a thing,and was very hurt by the word,

i am not a RANDI, shut up or i will beat you up?

Husband: " Are esa kya bol rhi ho.. Karo na wo jo bol rha.. Wese bhi hum different city aaye he.. Don't make scene here "

Wese bhi hum uttar jayenge can se 15 minute me..

Cab driver: sahi kaha sahab , aap bahut smart ho.. Chal randi ab apna shorts uttar

>>(Neha)

i got so angry, but unable to say anthing

dont wanting to creat a scene thihnking we may leave his car any mintures, i slolwy move my hand down and put my top a little down, now by bra showing

as my body all red, and angrly at same time, not beliving it was really happening

Cab driver : Tu toh kaafi hot he randi.. Mann kar rha , yhi car me chod du... Sahaab batao na kese aap khelte ho iske boobs se

Husband: he nervously put my hands on your boobs and started squeezing*

>>(Neha)

i was very angrly, but your touch start briing me hot

as my nipple got hot with play, even though i was angrly by today start liking your touch, as i just sit there without asking you to stop

>>

Cab driver : waah sahab bahut badhiya... Masal do uske boobs ko.. Mooh me lelo iske saali randi ko chodna mat sahab... chodne ke baad ye randi sab thandi ho jati hai aur kuch karne nahi degi apko

>>(Neha)

i hated the driver, as i try to glare, but as your mouth get on my nipple my body just stop thining as it enjoyed your touch

(what shit "randi " why he is abusing me , and why my husband not saying anyting, i thought to myself)_

( he should not treat me like that, shit i love his touch tho, i want hiim to continue, i thought to myself)

* now my both boobs are out and driver watching with more intent*

>>

Husband : babe it's ok... It's just for few more minutes... Ignore him he gave me a deep lip kiss to calm you down

>>Neha

i nnodded to you, as i think you just try to avoid any scene in new city

i love you playing with my boobs, and i close my eyes a little, not wanting the driver to see

Driver : sahab thoda dhang se choosa.. Dhook lagake.. Aur randi tume abhi tak shorts nhi utara apna.. Saali jaldi uttar warna yhi aa jaunga

husaband: he spit on youe boobs and started biting your nipples and sucking your boobs with more intent* (finilly happy a little too, as she was not asking him to stop)

>>(Neha)

i opened my eyes, as i heard the driver words.. panicing a little, still enjoying my husbabd mouth onmy nipples and try to push more into your mouth

husband:

* he removed your shorts slowly with my hands because I don't want driver to come near us... explaining that to her Now Neha are in your red lace panty*

>>Neha

i looked at him, but not wanting you to stop, or him to come, i quikly remove my shorts.. now topless and with panty only ini the car, my whole body red, and my nipple on fire, as i looked at you.... babe i am almost naked here, it does not feel good.

Driver: saali kutiya maza aa rha na tujhe... Sahab iss randi ke koi friends nahi hai kya? ek dum mst body hai, mai apne dosto ke sath share kar saku jp? ... Ek thappad maro iss kutiya ho... Saali kutti

>>(Neha)

i just heard "chodo iss randi ko" i wanted to say something , but your voice kept me quite, and your mouth making my nipple all erect as it stand now erect in the cab.. ahh, babe more, i wishperd iin your ear.

Driver: saali kutti.. Trip toh half khatam hogyi but tujhe chodne ka mann nhi kar rha... But atleast give me your shorts...warna...

Husband: " Babe... Ise ye shorts deke nikalte he... Warna ye shaitan bata nhi kya karega" I whisperd this in your ears.

>>(neha)

as the car slow at red light,i slolwy open my eyes, to see the rude driver looking at my body in disgust. (as my mind confuseed, what, isse muje chodne ka maan nahi kar raha, whatever)

husband: " Babe with this one piece you are all covered up... But bas hawa na chale.. "

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>> dm me to roleplay! we can roleplay from the time we sit on the cab

I will play the role of Neha and maybe you can play role of male character, or maybe involve other to play different roles?

kinks: and love forced exhbition, blackmail maybe a little ncon, slow burn, realistic , no jumping to sex or penetration part

limits: incest,interfaith

Also i love humiliation and dirty talk more than just penetrative sex, and no i dont want to get physical with he driver but the thrill of it is so hot, maybe a little but not too much.

ALso, i dont like cucks or other concept, so please dont dm me if you want weird cuck fantasy to play, i more like a little soft non-con side, where her husband or driver use me in somewhat situation where i wont be able to do anything.

Also, Shreya is my friend who suggested me to wear the dress, which you might have secret crush but i did not know.(your cheating fantasy or use me to get her whatever you prefer in the later plot, maybe after we come after the trip, or to tease the driver,up to you!)

Neha and her husband had just arrived in a new city after marriage. One evening, her husband looked at her and said, “You will look hot in this, Neha. Stop wearing these full clothes. Now you are married… you don’t live with your parents anymore, so don’t stay restricted. Show some skin.”

Neha blushed a little but smiled. “Umm, yeah it sure looks hot. I don’t have to worry, I guess. I have you.” She picked up the short dress.

Her husband teased her further, “Wese bhi tumne waxing isliye thodi karayi hai poore kapde pehenne ke liye.”

Neha got a little shy. “Ha, ye baat toh sahi hai. Thik hai, main ati hoon pehen ke.”

She came out wearing a revealing one-piece dress with shorts. Her waxed smooth legs were glowing, and her breasts looked perfectly shaped in the tight outfit.

“Wow Neha, you’re looking so hot…” Her husband hugged her tightly, feeling her body and inhaling her scent.

They booked a cab for their trip. Throughout the journey, the cab driver kept staring at Neha lustfully, enjoying the view of her exposed skin. Her husband also seemed to enjoy the attention she was getting.

Neha noticed and looked out the window, trying to ignore it, feeling happy about the trip overall.

Suddenly the cab driver commented, “Sahab, aapki wife toh kaafi hot hai… Mann kar raha hai patak ke chod du.”

Neha’s eyes widened in shock. She glared angrily at her husband, expecting him to say something.

But her husband stayed silent.

The driver continued boldly, “Sahi kaha na madam… Aapke boobs dekh kar lag raha hai… Sahab aapko acche se chooste nahi honge. Aisa hai kya?”

Neha turned to her husband irritably, “Babe, can you ask him to not comment?”

Her husband replied casually, “Babe it’s okay… Don’t worry, he won’t do anything.”

Neha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She sat there fuming, glaring at the driver.

The driver grew even bolder: “Esa nahi hai sahab… Main aapki biwi ko aapse acche se chod sakta hoon.”

Neha looked at her husband desperately for support, but he simply stared out the window.

The driver smirked, “Wo kuch nahi karega randi… Chal apna shorts uttar. Main bhi toh dekhun jo tera husband daily dekhta hai.”

Her husband finally spoke, “Arre esa kya bol rahi ho… Karo na jo bol raha hai. Wese bhi hum different city aaye hain. Don’t make a scene here. Hum 15 minute mein utar jayenge.”

The driver laughed, “Sahi kaha sahab, aap bahut smart ho. Chal randi, ab apna shorts uttar.

anyone up for above roleplay? or having other wild idea?! i will love to roleplay!

limits: incest

Neha and her husband had just arrived in a new city after marriage. One evening, her husband looked at her and said, “You will look hot in this, Neha. Stop wearing these full clothes. Now you are married… you don’t live with your parents anymore, so don’t stay restricted. Show some skin.”

Neha blushed a little but smiled. “Umm, yeah it sure looks hot. I don’t have to worry, I guess. I have you.” She picked up the short dress.

Her husband teased her further, “Wese bhi tumne waxing isliye thodi karayi hai poore kapde pehenne ke liye.”

Neha got a little shy. “Ha, ye baat toh sahi hai. Thik hai, main ati hoon pehen ke.”

She came out wearing a revealing one-piece dress with shorts. Her waxed smooth legs were glowing, and her breasts looked perfectly shaped in the tight outfit.

“Wow Neha, you’re looking so hot…” Her husband hugged her tightly, feeling her body and inhaling her scent.

They booked a cab for their trip. Throughout the journey, the cab driver kept staring at Neha lustfully, enjoying the view of her exposed skin. Her husband also seemed to enjoy the attention she was getting.

Neha noticed and looked out the window, trying to ignore it, feeling happy about the trip overall.

Suddenly the cab driver commented, “Sahab, aapki wife toh kaafi hot hai… Mann kar raha hai patak ke chod du.”

Neha’s eyes widened in shock. She glared angrily at her husband, expecting him to say something.

But her husband stayed silent.

The driver continued boldly, “Sahi kaha na madam… Aapke boobs dekh kar lag raha hai… Sahab aapko acche se chooste nahi honge. Aisa hai kya?”

Neha turned to her husband irritably, “Babe, can you ask him to not comment?”

Her husband replied casually, “Babe it’s okay… Don’t worry, he won’t do anything.”

Neha couldn’t believe what she was hearing. She sat there fuming, glaring at the driver.

The driver grew even bolder: “Esa nahi hai sahab… Main aapki biwi ko aapse acche se chod sakta hoon.”

Neha looked at her husband desperately for support, but he simply stared out the window.

The driver smirked, “Wo kuch nahi karega randi… Chal apna shorts uttar. Main bhi toh dekhun jo tera husband daily dekhta hai.”

Her husband finally spoke, “Arre esa kya bol rahi ho… Karo na jo bol raha hai. Wese bhi hum different city aaye hain. Don’t make a scene here. Hum 15 minute mein utar jayenge.”

The driver laughed, “Sahi kaha sahab, aap bahut smart ho. Chal randi, ab apna shorts uttar.”

Neha was furious and humiliated, but not wanting to create a scene in an unknown city, she hesitantly pulled her top down slightly, exposing her bra. Her entire body was flushed red with anger and embarrassment.

The driver praised her, “Tu toh kaafi hot hai randi… Mann kar raha yahin car mein chod du. Sahab batao na kaise aap khelte ho iske boobs se.”

Her husband nervously placed his hands on her breasts and started squeezing them.

Neha was angry, yet her body started responding to her husband’s touch. Her nipples hardened as he played with her.

The driver kept encouraging, “Waah sahab bahut badhiya… Masal do uske boobs ko… Mooh mein le lo iske. Saali randi ko chodna mat sahab.”

Her husband pulled out both of her breasts and began sucking and biting her nipples while the driver watched intently.

Neha hated the driver’s words but couldn’t deny how good her husband’s mouth felt. She pushed her chest further into his mouth.

The driver commanded again, “Sahab thoda dhang se chooso… Dhook lagake. Aur randi, abhi tak shorts nahi utara? Saali jaldi uttar warna yahin aa jaunga.”

Her husband slowly removed her shorts, leaving Neha only in her red lace panties, sitting almost naked in the moving cab.

Neha looked at her husband, embarrassed and vulnerable. “Babe, I am almost naked here… it does not feel good.”

anyone up for some roleplay? i love to play role of Neha!

(Please don’t send me a boring “Hi”.. read the post and tell me your detailed thoughts/ideas etc for it! And in the plot you can opt to play the husband/the other guy/ or both.. it’s all on how we want to build the story)

We’ve been married for years and everything looks so perfect from the outside.. loving, affectionate, almost traditional. But you… you’ve slowly been corrupting me. You love turning your once-modest wife into the kind of woman who draws every eye in the room.

It started small. You’d “accidentally” pick out the deepest cleavage blouses for my sarees, the ones that barely contained my tits and made my nipples poke through the thin fabric. Then came the tight sundresses that hugged my ass and rode up with every step, perfect for parading me around at your corporate parties like a sexy trophy. You always told me how proud you were when other men stared. How hard it made you.

So when you suggested this week-long getaway to a luxurious private villa in Bali, I knew it wasn’t just a romantic trip. You had plans.

The main rule you set for the entire trip:

I am not your wife here. To everyone we meet, I’m just Smita.. your hot, “single friend” who you brought along for a good time.

You wanted to push every boundary. And deep down, we both knew what you really craved: watching me get desired… touched… used by other men.

The trip has already been filthy.

We’ve fucked openly in the infinity pool at our villa, my moans echoing across the water while I rode you under the stars. You made me answer the door for room service wearing nothing but a tiny sheer robe that did nothing to hide my hard nipples or the curve of my ass. You’ve had me strutting around the resort in the sluttiest bikinis imaginable.. the kind that disappear between my cheeks and barely cover my pussy lips. Crop tops so short my underboob kept flashing, paired with skin-tight yoga pants that left nothing to the imagination as we explored Bali.

And one night, when we were heading back to the villa after a sunset dinner when we ran into him.. a tall, charming, extremely confident young guy in his late 20s. He had that effortless rich-boy swagger, the kind that comes from growing up with power and money. Turns out he’s the son of a very influential man, and he’s here with his equally powerful friends for the whole week.

The moment he saw me, his eyes devoured me. My tight little sundress was clinging to my body, the neckline plunging so low you could see the inner curves of my breasts. He didn’t even try to hide how he was staring at my cleavage and my long legs.

You introduced me casually as “My friend Smita.”

The way his eyes lit up when he heard that… it was electric. He instantly assumed I was fair game. Available. Someone he could take.

He flirted shamelessly right there in front of you.. complimenting my body, teasing me about how a woman like me shouldn’t be “wasting time” with just one guy on vacation. His gaze kept dropping to my tits and thighs like he already owned them.

You were rock hard the entire conversation. I could see it in your eyes .. that dark, twisted excitement. You were subtly encouraging it, laughing at his dirty jokes, agreeing when he said I looked like trouble, even “jokingly” telling him that Smita loves attention and knows how to have fun.

You were planting the seed. Pushing me. Manipulating the situation so smoothly, so lovingly, because you’re desperate for your ultimate fantasy to finally happen:

Me.. your sweet wife.. getting seduced, corrupted, and fucked senseless by other men while you watch.

And the way this guy looked at me… the way he smirked when he said he and his friends would “definitely see us around this week”… I could already feel it.

This trip just got a lot more adventurous. And you can’t wait, can you?

Hi all,

so this is somewhat related, and a little kink of me too!
My abusive bf, did not like , but i was too attached to him. He decided to breakup, but i cant think of it, so i requested him not to breakup. He agreed on one condition, that he will if i let him write his ex name of my tummy. and i should not erase even if i go outside or with my friends, it feels so wrong that i am being compared to his ex, but i cant loose him.

little did i know, he had even more humiliation, and other plans for me!!

if you like to play the plot, dm me with ideas! i do not like straight up sex , i love to build up the plot, maybe how he is planning to use me, put a mask and bring to his friend circle then all think i am his ex, and abuse me, or other kinky things. I love to hear your ideas!!

attached is a pic, of her ex dress, which he made me wear one day.

kinks: humiliation, forced exhibition, slow-burn, social blackmail, etc