u/OwlElectronic841

A little about me, Myself ashif 26,from mumbai and I've had some good times with other's wife and gf.

​So, here’s the story. There's this couple—Hubby32 and a doctor, and wife 29 and a flight attendant. They dated for 3 years befire gettingmarried, and it had always been a fantasy of theirs to try either cuckolding or a threesome. So they recently got married in may and were out here in Goa for their honeymoon.

​Now, as for how I met them... well, it’s through my FWB. She works at a high-end spa in Goa that caters to premium clients and provides "premium services". During a "private massage session" the couple expressed their fantasies to her and asked if she could help them find a partner. Since my friend knows everything about my fantasies, she mentioned, then she introduced me on a call. After talking, we decided to meet up for a beer. Luckily, we vibed right away.

​It took about two days of hanging out before we finally decided explore our fantasies. We even exchanged medical reports beforehand to be safe. All in all, I spent three nights and two days with them.

​The first night was a straight-up threesome, and it was incredible we both gave Ashley an amazing time. The next morning, while we were saving coffee, he opened up to me about his cuckold fantasy and said he really wanted to try it out. So, for the next two days, she was all mine to explore, enjoy and fuck her the way I wanted to, while he just watched. He wasn't even allowed to masturbate without her permission. She totally loved it, and honestly, he also enjoyed it very much.

​I had a great time with them. We’re still in touch, and since they’re planning on moving to Mumbai permanently soon, who knows I might just get lucky again.

A little about me, Myself ashif 26,from mumbai and I've had some good times with other's wife and gf.

​So, here’s the story. There's this couple—Hubby32 and a doctor, and wife 29 and a flight attendant. They dated for 3 years before getting married, and it had always been a fantasy of theirs to try either cuckolding or a threesome. So they recently got married in may and were out here in Goa for their honeymoon.

​Now, as for how I met them... well, it’s through my FWB. She works at a high-end spa in Goa that caters to premium clients and provides "premium services". During a "private massage session" the couple expressed their fantasies to her and asked if she could help them find a partner. Since my friend knows everything about my fantasies, she mentioned, then she introduced me on a call. After talking, we decided to meet up for a beer. Luckily, we vibed right away.

​It took about two days of hanging out before we finally decided explore our fantasies. We even exchanged medical reports beforehand to be safe. All in all, I spent three nights and two days with them.

​The first night was a straight-up threesome, and it was incredible we both gave Ashley an amazing time. The next morning, while we were saving coffee, he opened up to me about his cuckold fantasy and said he really wanted to try it out. So, for the next two days, she was all mine to explore, enjoy and fuck her the way I wanted to, while he just watched. He wasn't even allowed to masturbate without her permission. She totally loved it, and honestly, he also enjoyed it very much.

​I had a great time with them. We’re still in touch, and since they’re planning on moving to Mumbai permanently soon, who knows I might just get lucky again.

LET ME BE CLEAR, I'LL PLAY THE BOSS AND ALSO IF NEEDED THEN HUSBAND TOO TO KEEP THE STORYLINE SMOOTH.

WRITING IT FROM HUSBAND’S POV BUT I'LL PLAY BOTH THE CHARACTERS

We have been married for almost a decade now, and you were starting to get a little frustrated. Not with our marriage, I was keeping you warm and dry with a roof over our head. Well fed, as we can afford delicious ingredients or go on a nice, fancy dinner. Even getting to travel the world with my work, being quite flexible with its hours. On the surface, we were living the perfect couple, enjoying our lives. But that is what people can see.

What they don't see is that you are completely unsatisfied in the bedroom. The thing is, you don't want to hurt my feelings. You pretend the whole way through, until I am done in like a couple of minutes. But as I am asleep next to you, you are forced to bring out your toys and try to get a release yourself. It worked for a while, and you started to get bigger toys. It reached a point where you don't want to be the one to be playing yourself, you want a \*\*REAL MAN\*\* and a \*\*BIG DICK\*\* to completely dominate you. Which was something I also lacked, since I respected you. You did love that about me, but sometimes you just want to feel like some cheap slut, and there was no way I could do that with what I had.

Cut to the present time, where I am at work, and you were running out to do some errands. You weren't looking where you were going at one point, and you bumped into a man who was holding a drink, and it spilt all over him and you. "Oh my goodness, I am so sorry!" You exclaimed. When you turned to the man, you had to look up as he was quite tall. It almost made you feel quite small to be around him. Not to mention his broad shoulders, his chiselled jaw, he was really handsome.

Of course, the man was upset and angry first. "Watch where you're going, bi-". But then he got a good look at your back, and he stopped. You watched him check you out like a piece of eye candy, and you felt so vulnerable. Yet, something was arousing about being looked at that way. "Oh my, I want to say you should be sorry, but I am now grateful I bumped into a fine piece like yourself." He was straight to the point; he didn't seem to care even when people were watching and wondering what the commotion was.

You still felt bad, of course, but you hated the attention you were getting. So you leaned in. "Look, I am sorry... But how about we go to my place, and maybe I can help clean that for you. I... I hate owing people." That was something true about you, but to invite a stranger into your home, while I am not around, there was starting to spark a fire between your legs.

The man looked like he was thinking, and then he agreed. So you quickly got your belongings, and then you both exited the area. You told him where to meet you, and that is where you drove in your car and led him to our home. While you were trying to unlock your door and the man stood behind you, your heart couldn't stop beating fast. The first thing you should have done was call me to let me know what happened and what you were going to do. But another part of you was telling you to just keep this a secret. You don't know why, but you are soon going to find out.

Once inside, you told him to take off his shirt so you could start cleaning it. He was confident with his body, as it showed when he took it off, and you were almost hypnotised by his body. In fact, he had to bring you back down to earth as you took the shirt and then went ahead and tried to start cleaning it.

When you came back, you saw him looking at one of our photos, and then he looked at you. "Oh... I didn't know you were Rahul's wife. He works for me." He then placed the picture back and then picked up another where you were in a bikini. "I mean, we aren't friends. But I sure hang out with him a lot." He wasn't facing you, but you could see that smirk on his lips, a mockery of me. From all the times he bullied me when we were in school together. "Damn, he really did well for himself. A nice home..." Turning to you, checking you out again. "A damn fine ass on a wife."

You should have yelled at him, stopped washing his shirt and kicked him out for disrespecting me, your husband. But the way he talked, the way he just portrayed himself, you can't help but feel fire between your legs. I were stuck where you are standing, as you watch the prey in front of you, ready to devour you.

Tell me what your favourite colour of lingerie is if you reached this far.

Kinks: Cheating, Interfaith, Cuckolding, Big Dicks, Massive Creampies, Rough Sex (Spanking, Slapping, Choking, Hairpulling), Spitting, Dirty Talking, Name Calling, Humiliation, Anal, Piss, Sweat, Musk, Impregnation, Lactation, Incest and more.

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Hello there, I am looking for literate roleplaying friends who can write in third person and can write in detail per reply, the plots I have in mind revolves around a cheating wife which are given below:

Plot 1: It revolves around a middle aged woman whose a housewife and mother of a single child, her husband is mostly away due to work, could be in Army or Navy leaving her alone but that gives my Character an opportunity to get into her pants, Since interfaith is a huge turnon for me, I'd be young teacher in your kid's school, your hubby is in merchant navy so mostly out for months. Your kid would be really weak in science or maybe maths so somehow I'll be his tutor, like home tutor, we can discuss that, and slowly I'll corrupt you from being a ideal sanskari hindu wife to a dumdump hslut....I also like age gap, so I'd be atleast 10years younger than you.

Plot 2: The story revolves around a middle aged wifey, a mother of two kids, going on a Vacation on Goa and getting the opportunity to step out of her traditional wear and put on skimpy bikinis which garnishes a lot of attention, she could end up with a foreigner, someone that helps her pick a bikini in the store, an stranger or could even be secretly going on this vacation with husband's friend or anyone else.

My kinks are manipulation,interfaith, cheating wife,piss play, risky sex, breeding, corruption,orgasm control, body writing and many more.

Thanks for reading so far, if interested mention the plot no. which peaked your interest and the character you'd be playing against the wifey, I'd love to hear your take on the ideas, looking forward to writing with you all!

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Let's get real. We both know your husband doesn't do it for you. Sure, he takes great care of you, but he isn't what you're imagining at night when you slide those hands down your panties once he's asleep. We're not even going to get into how he asks "Did you cum?" seconds after he's emptied his pathetic little load into you...he barely lasted a minute, he's out of breath, and it's not like you felt anything in you. He's too nice. Too giving, getting passed over for promotions multiple times at work.

And now you're biological clock is ticking hard as you yearn for pregnancy. However, you've already got one beta male in the house, and that's more than you wanted. So you find me. I don't know where, maybe a bar, maybe you join the wellness center, maybe you just eye fuck me every morning when I jog past your house. That's not important. What is important is what you want. You want a real man to give you the family you deserve. A stud with a cock nearly as thick as your wrist, someone who doesn't take shit and has been successful at anything he's put his drive towards. A mstud. Maybe you finally realize that's what your real purpose is. To make your pathetic husband pay to raise a superior man. To drain my big balls and keep them empty, popping out baby after baby.

Me? You're just another name in my little book with a positive pregnancy test next to your name. Another conquest. Another womb I've emptied my balls into, further cementing my legacy and passing on my superior genetics.

So that's the RP...but I'd also love to just chat about this particular fantasy. I've got a bit of personal experience with this particular fantasy that I wouldn't mind sharing and I love talking about it. How much power a man's cum holds over a woman. How one strong load can change your life forever.So, no matter if you're married with a family already....if it sounds interesting to you, let's chat!

I open the trunk of the car, expecting to find you curled into a ball, shivering and crying, or possibly screaming with terror or rage. That's how my victims usually behave, after all. I certainly don't expect to find you with your tits out and your hand stuffed down your pants, frantically rubbing yourself.

"Oh, god, finally," you gasp as the trunk opens, squirming upright and stretching. "Fresh air."

I'm not quite sure what to say. This isn't how it usually goes. This isn't how it's \*supposed\* to go.

"I'm sorry, I started without you," you say with an apologetic half-smile, noticing my eyes on your hand. "I just couldn't wait. I'm so excited to finally meet a real pervert! A proper sick fuck who kidnaps women to violate and abuse them. An actual grapist..."

My hand moves on your panty as you speak, and your voice breaks slightly, and your other hand squeezes one huge tit and rubs the nipple.

"You can still grape me if you like," I say. "I can be into that, for sure. It would be a real shame for you not to get a taste of this body, after all the effort you went to to get your hands on it." You give you a wicked smile and slap your boob gently. "But you have \*no idea\* how long I've been waiting to meet a guy like you. You see... you and I share a lot of the same interests." You said

You clamber slowly out of the trunk as you speak. "We're both perverts. Really, really sick perverts. The worst of the worst. We want to do bad things to women. Snatch them off the street, seduce them and dr*ug them in bars, break into their homes... and fuck them up. Grape them, beat them, abuse them, violate them... destroy them." Your voice is a sensual whisper now, your big tits almost touching my chest as I look at you. "I could be your victim... but I could be so much more than that. I could be your \*accomplice\*."

"Let me help you. As a woman, I can go places you can't go, do things you can't do. Girls will trust me - I'm one of \*them\*, after all, I'd never hurt them. And they'll trust you far more if you're with me. Let's work together to fulfil all of our absolute sickest desires. And I do mean \*all\*. I know you're a bad guy, and I'm obviously a bad girl, but we're going to make each other so much worse..."

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Hey! I'd love to be an accomplice to an utterly depraved sick perverted freak, and drag each other deeper into depravity as we fulfil all our worst desires. Drop me a message, let me know what those desires are, and don't worry about scaring me off. You won't.