It’s been a while many husbands confessed to be cucks and always dreamed to let their wives get fucked by another man. And it’s even harder for us Muslim people as it’s a big taboo and eyes are literally everywhere. You feel that weight the second you even think about it. The fear of being seen. The fear of someone from the community finding out. That pressure sits on your chest and makes most couples bury the fantasy forever.
Even if the couple dreams to try this, they cannot ask anyone. Fortunately that’s why I’m here. So recently a bengali husband told me to fuck his wife. Met him on this app and since the first day he kept sending me pics of his wife. She was a hijabi. The photos kept coming, her face covered, her body still showing through the fabric, and you could tell from the way he wrote that he was already leaking with the idea of handing her over. But underneath dying for cock and his husband couldn’t satisfy her. Small cock and couldn’t keep an erection for long. He admitted it without shame after a few messages. He said she needed more than he could give and that the thought of another man stretching her made him hard even when his own body would not stay ready. So he asked her if I could fuck her and she agreed.
2 days ago I met them in ilford east London and had a quick lunch at hisashi coffee. Beautiful wife, 26 years old, 5’3, she came wearing tight jeans and hoodie and u could see her full ass. Juicy. She sat across from me with that quiet look, the hijab still on in public, but the jeans were pulled so tight around her hips that every shift of her body made the shape of her ass obvious. I could smell her perfume mixed with the coffee. Her husband kept glancing between us like he could not believe it was actually happening. We then went to their house which is 5 mins away from my house. Again in ilford. The walk felt short and heavy at the same time. Once the door closed the air changed. From there we removed our clothes and I fucked her for 3 hours while her husband was looking at us. Her body was warm and ready the moment the hoodie came off. I put her on all fours and gave her backshot after backshot, holding her hips, listening to the wet sound every time I pushed in. She gripped the sheets and pushed back onto me. Her husband stayed in the room watching the whole time. From time to time he would come and ask us if we’re fine. His voice was quiet when he asked. I kept going. She kept taking it. Three hours of that heat, sweat, the slap of skin, her sounds filling their bedroom while he stood there and took it all in.
We now continue fucking everytime she needs it.