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22/09/2021
My name is Cassandra (Cassy) born and raised in SoCal. The only child of Ben and Sarah.
My dad was a no kidding professional life guard at a famous beach. Mom an artist /graphic designer.
I have their blonde hair and blue eyes and get my height from dad. As a kid I was a Tomboy, always at the beach with my dad in my free time.
My best friends were young boys my age. We leaned to surf and swim together. In those years I was slender to say the least.
Boys really didn’t pay any attention to me until my sophomore year of highschool. That when my moms genes kicked in.
It seemed like over night my lithe body grew curves where there used to be straight lines. My breast cup size doubled. My hips became rounded and my ass was now a bubble butt.
Boys were throwing themselves at me but I was awkwardly still a tomboy. I had a couple boy friends in highschool. But broke up with them because they pushed me to have sex.
I just wasn’t ready at the time. Then I went off to college where after my first year I lost my virginity. Sadly I had got drunk and it happened. I had very little recollection of how it was. The guy avoided me afterwards.
I had sexual relations with three more guys during my college years. The sex was really good but the guys were very shallow.
I beat myself up for being attracted to the “jock/bad boy” types. After graduating I landed a job at a large IT corporation in San Fran.
That’s where I met and married my husband Ravi. He’s second generation Hindi American. Completely opposite from the guys I dated. Smart, caring and very unselfish.
He has black hair and is dark complexed and a beautiful smile. He is my height 5’8” with a slender build.
Our sex like is good even though I rarely have orgasms. But he is so much more to me than just sex.
When we went out he would always encourage me to dress provocatively to include heels that made me look a lot taller than he was.
I could tell he liked it when guys checked me out. It excited him which often ended with us having some pretty good sex.
To be honest I enjoyed the attention as well. I had left my inner tomboy in the past by now.
Ravi’s uncle Arjun was in upper management at our company. He’s the reason Ravi landed such a great job.
Ravi had always idolized him. Arjun used to host Ravi every summer to teach him coding and other techy things.
Arjun never married and treated Ravi like his own son. Ravi said his uncle was a workaholic and would never have time for a family.
Arjun was attractive over six foot tall fit with the exception of a small middle aged belly. He had a full head of dark hair with light streaks of gray at the sides.
He was always very polite to me. I would sometimes catch him looking at me. Only to look away quickly when I did spot him. I just blew it off as a guy thing.
I once asked Ravi if he thought his uncle was gay or lonely. Ravi laughed hysterically at my assumptions.
Ravi told me Arjun had plenty of female company. Mostly of the escort kind. The very high-end kind.
I turned my nose up at the idea of him paying for sex. Ravi told me his uncle didn’t have to pay. He chose to for convenience and peace of mind.
I asked Ravi how he knew about it. After some verbal dancing. He told me his uncle would have company during his summer visits.
The next time I saw Arjun I couldn’t help but look at him in a differently. He used to be the kindly techy uncle. Now I noticed how handsome he really was.
I had to force myself to snap out of my daydream. Then I purposely avoided seeing him as much as possible.
One day he stopped by my office. After some small talk. He asked me if something was wrong. I danced around verbally trying to deflect.
He asked if he had done something to upset me. I decided to come clean. I told him I was embarrassed because I learned about his dating.
He laughed asking me why I was embarrassed. I told him I felt like I had invaded on his privacy.
He told me not to be concerned . I told him not to be mad at Ravi for telling me. He said he loved Ravi like a son and would never be mad at him.
I felt relieved that this didn’t go south like I feared. Arjun sat down an told me he might of been somewhat careless in the past.
Explaining that he knew Ravi as a young man had spied on him at times when he had female company over.
Ravi had left that part out when he told me about his uncle. I was curious as to why. So much so I used my own computer savviness to hack into his laptop.
What I found completely caught me off guard. He spent a good amount of time watching porn. Which didn’t bother me in an of itself.
The porn was almost completely involving voyeurism. More specifically husbands watching their wives have sexual with other men.
I wasn’t angry with Ravi. More so wondering what other secrets he was keeping from me.
Then I started to think about all of our dates. How he wanted me to dress. How he liked men showing me attention. Never being jealous at all.
That night in bed I asked Ravi why he liked showing me off to other men. Or why he never got jealous.
He told me I was beautiful and loved that other men thought so as well. He life was to short to be jealous. He knew I loved him and that was enough for him to be secure.
I wanted to ask him about his porn preferences. But chose not to before giving it more thought.
What happened next I have no explanation or reason to give. I found myself in Arjun’s office. Telling him I needed some advice about Ravi.
It took me a while and I am sure my beet red face gave way my nervousness. But I told Arjun about what I did and asked him if he had any advice to give.
He told me I should just be honest an talk to Ravi about everything. Hacking into his computer was going down the wrong path.
He was so calm and reassuring and I really loved being able to talk to him. This wasn’t something to call home to mom about.
That night I had a crazy dream. I was in bed and it was very dark. Ravi started to have sex with me. But then I notice Ravi was sitting next to the bed. So someone else had their cock inside of me. I woke up finding my self aroused.
I told myself it was all of the sex talk and new revelations getting to me. But over the next week I was having daydreams of sexual fantasies of having sex with other men.
It was driving me crazy. So much so I started to formulate a plan. I knew it was crazy but I couldn’t help myself. I was becoming obsessed about it.
I asked Ravi to invite his uncle over for dinner. This wasn’t uncommon at all. Arjun ate with us at least once a week at our home.
What was different is that instead of casual clothes. I wore a short black dress and some calf popping heels.
Ravi asked me what was up. But before I could say anything the doorbell rang. I told him to get the door while I got the roast out of the oven.
Arjun even had to pause when he saw me. He smiled saying if he had known it was a formal affair he would have dressed for it.
I laughed giving him a hug. With my heels we were eye to eye. I made sure to press into him as we hugged.
We sat to eat and drank wine. Talking mostly about work stuff. I waited until I knew they were both feeling their drink.
I asked Arjun if he thought I was pretty. He looked at me a long moment say no. Then laughed saying I was beautiful.
I looked over at Ravi and he was just smiling. I told Ravi that his uncle gave me some good advice about us being honest with each other.
His eyebrows raised but not as high as Arjun’s. I took a deep breath telling Ravi everything to include me hacking his laptop.
Arjun waited then made to excuse himself so we could talk. I asked him to stay seated. Ravi asked me if I was upset with what I found.
I told him I wasn’t. Asking for his forgiveness for hacking his computer. Then it was time to choose a path. One would lead to putting this all behind us and returning to normal. The other would change our marriage or possibly end it.
I made my choice asking Ravi if he ever thought about me with another man. Ravi expression changed about for times.
I reminded him about us needing to be completely honest. He confessed he did and often.
I had chills now from nerves and excitement like I had never had before. I stood up turned and walked a few steps from the table.
I looked over my shoulder saying, “Arjun are you coming.”
Without looking back I headed up the stairs. I could here some hushed banter in there own language. Then I heard a chair slide away from the table.
I stopped at the top of the stairs waiting. I wasn’t sure what I was expected to see. But a moment later Arjun stood at the bottom of the stairs looking up at me.
I slipped the straps of my dress over my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I walked into our bedroom and got onto the bed only wearing my heels.
Long moments later Arjun stood in the doorway. He said Ravi told him to come upstairs. That excites me even more than I already was.
I asked him if he wanted to come up. He was breathing heavier replying that he did. I motioned him to the side of the bed. I moved to sit at the edge.
While he stood in front of me I pulled out his already semi hard cock. It was uncircumcised (my first) clearly larger than my husbands in girth and length.
I pulled the skin back licking the head of his cock. Circling it with my tongue as I balanced his large ball sack in my hand.
His hand brushed my cheek softly before he placed it on my head pulling more of my mouth onto his now rigid cock.
Any nervousness I had gave way to lust. My thoughts of fulfilling my husbands fantasy moved to the back of my mind. I only wanted to pleasure the man in front of me.
Arjun had slipped off his shirt. I let my hand rub up his body as I continued to suck his cock.
He gently pushed me back on the bed nefore dropping to his knees. He told me he had wanted to taste me for a very long time.
They way he worked his tongue and entire mouth over my pussy drove me crazy. I remember calling his name over and over. My finger running through his hair. Then a really nice orgasm rolled through me.
After a brief moment to gather my senses I asked him to fuck me. We both moved onto the bed. Me in all fours and him working his fat cock into me.
He was being gentle but that’s not what I wanted. I pushed back hard feeling pain and stretching beyond my experiences.
He started to pump me and the pain was replaces by waves of pleasure. With his hands on my hips he ducked me with long deep strokes.
I looked at our bedroom door for the first time. Ravi was naked in the open door way stroking his cock.
Arjun hand went to my hair and he pulled my head back and fucked me even harder. I was babbling incoherently now on the verge of the most intense orgasm of my life.
I came and it felt like I was outside of my own body. As I came down from my orgasm. I remember telling Arjun my pussy was his anytime he want it.
He lies on his back and I sucked him until he came. Taking as much cum in my mouth as I could handle. He pulled me up and kissed me letting his cum swirl around our mouths.
Arjun dressed and left the bedroom. I motioned Ravi over. He was still hard so I told him to put it inside of me.
I was sore and still wide open. I wrapped my legs around Ravi as he pumped me fast. I asked him if he liked watching me fuck.
He was panting hard now. When I asked him if he liked seeing me cum on his uncles big cock. He groaned and spasmed for a long time cumming hard inside of me.
He laid on top of me for a long time whispering how much he loved me. I held him right telling him the same.
I meant it, but I was also thinking about the fuck of my life I just had. I was already thinking about the next time.
Ravi and I talked quite a bit that weekend. Setting some ground rules you might say. Mainly that going forward it was to be inclusive.
I even was open to Ravi having sex with another woman. But he adamantly refused. He only wanted me to be pleasured and to be able to watch or listen.
The next Monday I stopped by Arjun’s office after most people had gone home for the evening.
I loved how his eyes took in my entire body as I entered his office. He asked me if everything was ok.
I assured him Ravi and I were fine. He seemed to visibly relax after hearing things were ok.
I closed his office door and locked it, slowly undressing. He asked where Ravi was knowing that we rode together into work.
I held up my phone. Telling him he was in the car listening to us. Placed the phone on his desk.
It wasn’t long afterwards my knuckles where white as I gripped the edge of his desks as he fucked me until I came.
He pulled out and moved me in front of his large office window. There were only a few cars in the lot now.
My hands were braces high on the glass as Arjun fucked me from behind. I knew Ravi could see us and it drove me bananas.
Arjun kneaded my heavy tits as he pounded me to another orgasm. I pleaded with him to cum inside of me.
When he did my legs buckled. He held me up letting his balls completely empty in my pussy.
Ravi fucked me in the back seat of our car right there in the parking lot. He loved the feel of my cum filled pussy. We made a huge mess in his back seat.
It’s been two years now. Arjun still comes to dinner once a week. But ends up stay for breakfast the next day.
I spend a weekend once a month at his penthouse apartment. Ravi listens over the phone and we sometimes video ourselves for him.
Arjun still has an escort every once in a while. But far less often, saying it’s just not the same as being with me.
I haven’t had sex with anyone else yet other than Arjun. Ravi has put it out there and I will considered it. But right now it is perfect for us.
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My dad was a no kidding professional life guard at a famous beach. Mom an artist /graphic designer.
I have their blonde hair and blue eyes and get my height from dad. As a kid I was a Tomboy, always at the beach with my dad in my free time.
My best friends were young boys my age. We leaned to surf and swim together. In those years I was slender to say the least.
Boys really didn’t pay any attention to me until my sophomore year of highschool. That when my moms genes kicked in.
It seemed like over night my lithe body grew curves where there used to be straight lines. My breast cup size doubled. My hips became rounded and my ass was now a bubble butt.
Boys were throwing themselves at me but I was awkwardly still a tomboy. I had a couple boy friends in highschool. But broke up with them because they pushed me to have sex.
I just wasn’t ready at the time. Then I went off to college where after my first year I lost my virginity. Sadly I had got drunk and it happened. I had very little recollection of how it was. The guy avoided me afterwards.
I had sexual relations with three more guys during my college years. The sex was really good but the guys were very shallow.
I beat myself up for being attracted to the “jock/bad boy” types. After graduating I landed a job at a large IT corporation in San Fran.
That’s where I met and married my husband Ravi. He’s second generation Hindi American. Completely opposite from the guys I dated. Smart, caring and very unselfish.
He has black hair and is dark complexed and a beautiful smile. He is my height 5’8” with a slender build.
Our sex like is good even though I rarely have orgasms. But he is so much more to me than just sex.
When we went out he would always encourage me to dress provocatively to include heels that made me look a lot taller than he was.
I could tell he liked it when guys checked me out. It excited him which often ended with us having some pretty good sex.
To be honest I enjoyed the attention as well. I had left my inner tomboy in the past by now.
Ravi’s uncle Arjun was in upper management at our company. He’s the reason Ravi landed such a great job.
Ravi had always idolized him. Arjun used to host Ravi every summer to teach him coding and other techy things.
Arjun never married and treated Ravi like his own son. Ravi said his uncle was a workaholic and would never have time for a family.
Arjun was attractive over six foot tall fit with the exception of a small middle aged belly. He had a full head of dark hair with light streaks of gray at the sides.
He was always very polite to me. I would sometimes catch him looking at me. Only to look away quickly when I did spot him. I just blew it off as a guy thing.
I once asked Ravi if he thought his uncle was gay or lonely. Ravi laughed hysterically at my assumptions.
Ravi told me Arjun had plenty of female company. Mostly of the escort kind. The very high-end kind.
I turned my nose up at the idea of him paying for sex. Ravi told me his uncle didn’t have to pay. He chose to for convenience and peace of mind.
I asked Ravi how he knew about it. After some verbal dancing. He told me his uncle would have company during his summer visits.
The next time I saw Arjun I couldn’t help but look at him in a differently. He used to be the kindly techy uncle. Now I noticed how handsome he really was.
I had to force myself to snap out of my daydream. Then I purposely avoided seeing him as much as possible.
One day he stopped by my office. After some small talk. He asked me if something was wrong. I danced around verbally trying to deflect.
He asked if he had done something to upset me. I decided to come clean. I told him I was embarrassed because I learned about his dating.
He laughed asking me why I was embarrassed. I told him I felt like I had invaded on his privacy.
He told me not to be concerned . I told him not to be mad at Ravi for telling me. He said he loved Ravi like a son and would never be mad at him.
I felt relieved that this didn’t go south like I feared. Arjun sat down an told me he might of been somewhat careless in the past.
Explaining that he knew Ravi as a young man had spied on him at times when he had female company over.
Ravi had left that part out when he told me about his uncle. I was curious as to why. So much so I used my own computer savviness to hack into his laptop.
What I found completely caught me off guard. He spent a good amount of time watching porn. Which didn’t bother me in an of itself.
The porn was almost completely involving voyeurism. More specifically husbands watching their wives have sexual with other men.
I wasn’t angry with Ravi. More so wondering what other secrets he was keeping from me.
Then I started to think about all of our dates. How he wanted me to dress. How he liked men showing me attention. Never being jealous at all.
That night in bed I asked Ravi why he liked showing me off to other men. Or why he never got jealous.
He told me I was beautiful and loved that other men thought so as well. He life was to short to be jealous. He knew I loved him and that was enough for him to be secure.
I wanted to ask him about his porn preferences. But chose not to before giving it more thought.
What happened next I have no explanation or reason to give. I found myself in Arjun’s office. Telling him I needed some advice about Ravi.
It took me a while and I am sure my beet red face gave way my nervousness. But I told Arjun about what I did and asked him if he had any advice to give.
He told me I should just be honest an talk to Ravi about everything. Hacking into his computer was going down the wrong path.
He was so calm and reassuring and I really loved being able to talk to him. This wasn’t something to call home to mom about.
That night I had a crazy dream. I was in bed and it was very dark. Ravi started to have sex with me. But then I notice Ravi was sitting next to the bed. So someone else had their cock inside of me. I woke up finding my self aroused.
I told myself it was all of the sex talk and new revelations getting to me. But over the next week I was having daydreams of sexual fantasies of having sex with other men.
It was driving me crazy. So much so I started to formulate a plan. I knew it was crazy but I couldn’t help myself. I was becoming obsessed about it.
I asked Ravi to invite his uncle over for dinner. This wasn’t uncommon at all. Arjun ate with us at least once a week at our home.
What was different is that instead of casual clothes. I wore a short black dress and some calf popping heels.
Ravi asked me what was up. But before I could say anything the doorbell rang. I told him to get the door while I got the roast out of the oven.
Arjun even had to pause when he saw me. He smiled saying if he had known it was a formal affair he would have dressed for it.
I laughed giving him a hug. With my heels we were eye to eye. I made sure to press into him as we hugged.
We sat to eat and drank wine. Talking mostly about work stuff. I waited until I knew they were both feeling their drink.
I asked Arjun if he thought I was pretty. He looked at me a long moment say no. Then laughed saying I was beautiful.
I looked over at Ravi and he was just smiling. I told Ravi that his uncle gave me some good advice about us being honest with each other.
His eyebrows raised but not as high as Arjun’s. I took a deep breath telling Ravi everything to include me hacking his laptop.
Arjun waited then made to excuse himself so we could talk. I asked him to stay seated. Ravi asked me if I was upset with what I found.
I told him I wasn’t. Asking for his forgiveness for hacking his computer. Then it was time to choose a path. One would lead to putting this all behind us and returning to normal. The other would change our marriage or possibly end it.
I made my choice asking Ravi if he ever thought about me with another man. Ravi expression changed about for times.
I reminded him about us needing to be completely honest. He confessed he did and often.
I had chills now from nerves and excitement like I had never had before. I stood up turned and walked a few steps from the table.
I looked over my shoulder saying, “Arjun are you coming.”
Without looking back I headed up the stairs. I could here some hushed banter in there own language. Then I heard a chair slide away from the table.
I stopped at the top of the stairs waiting. I wasn’t sure what I was expected to see. But a moment later Arjun stood at the bottom of the stairs looking up at me.
I slipped the straps of my dress over my shoulders and let it fall to the floor. Then I walked into our bedroom and got onto the bed only wearing my heels.
Long moments later Arjun stood in the doorway. He said Ravi told him to come upstairs. That excites me even more than I already was.
I asked him if he wanted to come up. He was breathing heavier replying that he did. I motioned him to the side of the bed. I moved to sit at the edge.
While he stood in front of me I pulled out his already semi hard cock. It was uncircumcised (my first) clearly larger than my husbands in girth and length.
I pulled the skin back licking the head of his cock. Circling it with my tongue as I balanced his large ball sack in my hand.
His hand brushed my cheek softly before he placed it on my head pulling more of my mouth onto his now rigid cock.
Any nervousness I had gave way to lust. My thoughts of fulfilling my husbands fantasy moved to the back of my mind. I only wanted to pleasure the man in front of me.
Arjun had slipped off his shirt. I let my hand rub up his body as I continued to suck his cock.
He gently pushed me back on the bed nefore dropping to his knees. He told me he had wanted to taste me for a very long time.
They way he worked his tongue and entire mouth over my pussy drove me crazy. I remember calling his name over and over. My finger running through his hair. Then a really nice orgasm rolled through me.
After a brief moment to gather my senses I asked him to fuck me. We both moved onto the bed. Me in all fours and him working his fat cock into me.
He was being gentle but that’s not what I wanted. I pushed back hard feeling pain and stretching beyond my experiences.
He started to pump me and the pain was replaces by waves of pleasure. With his hands on my hips he ducked me with long deep strokes.
I looked at our bedroom door for the first time. Ravi was naked in the open door way stroking his cock.
Arjun hand went to my hair and he pulled my head back and fucked me even harder. I was babbling incoherently now on the verge of the most intense orgasm of my life.
I came and it felt like I was outside of my own body. As I came down from my orgasm. I remember telling Arjun my pussy was his anytime he want it.
He lies on his back and I sucked him until he came. Taking as much cum in my mouth as I could handle. He pulled me up and kissed me letting his cum swirl around our mouths.
Arjun dressed and left the bedroom. I motioned Ravi over. He was still hard so I told him to put it inside of me.
I was sore and still wide open. I wrapped my legs around Ravi as he pumped me fast. I asked him if he liked watching me fuck.
He was panting hard now. When I asked him if he liked seeing me cum on his uncles big cock. He groaned and spasmed for a long time cumming hard inside of me.
He laid on top of me for a long time whispering how much he loved me. I held him right telling him the same.
I meant it, but I was also thinking about the fuck of my life I just had. I was already thinking about the next time.
Ravi and I talked quite a bit that weekend. Setting some ground rules you might say. Mainly that going forward it was to be inclusive.
I even was open to Ravi having sex with another woman. But he adamantly refused. He only wanted me to be pleasured and to be able to watch or listen.
The next Monday I stopped by Arjun’s office after most people had gone home for the evening.
I loved how his eyes took in my entire body as I entered his office. He asked me if everything was ok.
I assured him Ravi and I were fine. He seemed to visibly relax after hearing things were ok.
I closed his office door and locked it, slowly undressing. He asked where Ravi was knowing that we rode together into work.
I held up my phone. Telling him he was in the car listening to us. Placed the phone on his desk.
It wasn’t long afterwards my knuckles where white as I gripped the edge of his desks as he fucked me until I came.
He pulled out and moved me in front of his large office window. There were only a few cars in the lot now.
My hands were braces high on the glass as Arjun fucked me from behind. I knew Ravi could see us and it drove me bananas.
Arjun kneaded my heavy tits as he pounded me to another orgasm. I pleaded with him to cum inside of me.
When he did my legs buckled. He held me up letting his balls completely empty in my pussy.
Ravi fucked me in the back seat of our car right there in the parking lot. He loved the feel of my cum filled pussy. We made a huge mess in his back seat.
It’s been two years now. Arjun still comes to dinner once a week. But ends up stay for breakfast the next day.
I spend a weekend once a month at his penthouse apartment. Ravi listens over the phone and we sometimes video ourselves for him.
Arjun still has an escort every once in a while. But far less often, saying it’s just not the same as being with me.
I haven’t had sex with anyone else yet other than Arjun. Ravi has put it out there and I will considered it. But right now it is perfect for us.
 TAKE MY WIFE |
 FUCK ME |
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Cassy