My name is Aarav and my girlfriend’s name is Aditi. We had been in a long-distance relationship for two years. We met for the first time after one full year. On our second meeting we had sex.
Soft yellow light filled the room. Aditi opened the buttons of her kurti one by one. Her soft shoulders became bare. I pressed my lips to her neck and sucked gently. Her breath was warm with heat. She pulled my shirt off. Her hands stroked my chest as she came closer. I unhooked her bra. Her round tits spilled out. The nipples were already stiff. I took one tit into my mouth and swirled my tongue around the sensitive tip. Aditi’s waist arched. She started opening the button of my pants. My cock was already hard. She pulled it out and stroked it slowly with her palm. Blood pulsed through the veins of my shaft. I lifted her skirt and slid her panties down. Her pussy was already wet. When my fingers pushed inside they felt hot and slick. I lay on top of her. I placed the head of my cock against the mouth of her cunt and pushed in slowly. Because it was the first time it started slipping out quickly. Aditi spread her legs and lifted her hips. I sank deep. After a few thrusts my body started shaking. A thick stream of cum shot inside her.
It was my first experience and I was terrible. I could not perform well. My cock was still inside her but it had already gone soft. Aditi stroked my hair and said softly that we would learn together. But I felt awful. My face burned with shame.
Everything started on Aditi’s birthday, the 20th of July. She told me she was going to the house of some random guy named Rohan at 12:30 at night, a guy she had met on Reddit. To watch the FIFA final. I tried to stop her because it was not safe, but Aditi still went. At first there were two other guys and she was the only girl. Then one more girl came but left quickly. Only my Aditi and those two guys remained. It was her birthday but she never even told them. I was angry at the time, but after talking in the morning I calmed down. We celebrated her birthday online.
The next night we were on a call at 2 a.m. Aditi was scrolling Reddit and reading confession posts. After a while she opened a big-dick subreddit. I teased her and asked if she wanted a bigger cock now. Mine was not enough for her cunt. Aditi answered with surprise that yes, she liked big cocks. I joked and asked if she would start sexting with guys who had big cocks. She said straight that yes, she would. I asked if she would also send naked pictures. Aditi said yes, she would show them her tits and her pussy. I laughed, but my cock instantly went rock-hard and I got turned on. While we talked I slowly started stroking my shaft. My palm grew warm. The veins on my cock were swollen. Every stroke sent a light itch and pleasure through me.
Then Aditi said she was getting sleepy and was going to sleep. I told her not to sext all night. She answered with sarcasm that she would.
After the call I started working on one of her projects. Ten or fifteen minutes later I messaged her but got no reply. I called and the line was busy. I called again and it was still busy. I realised Aditi was talking to someone else. I kept messaging but she stayed on the call. After one hour she messaged that she had been talking to her mother. I did not believe it for even a second. I kept pressing until Aditi finally confessed. She had been sexting and having phone sex with that guy Rohan, the same one she had met on Reddit the previous Sunday. They were talking dirty and Aditi was probably rubbing her wet pussy. Her fingers would have been moving over the slick folds of her cunt. Soft moans would have been slipping out. Rohan’s filthy words would have made her breathing faster.
The strange part was that I did not get angry. I do not know why. My cock was throbbing hard. It felt like the desire had always been hidden inside me: the wish that some stranger would make my Aditi horny, talk dirty to her and make her pussy drip while I was not there.
Earlier I used to love posting our naked pictures on Reddit because I liked showing my Aditi to other men. I used to send her pictures to random men in chats and read how they wanted to fuck her holes, and my cock would get hard. After the account got banned I stopped, but now those feelings had returned even stronger.
I could not get angry at Aditi. She went quiet, maybe scared, wondering what would happen next. I comforted her and said not to worry, Aditi, I am with you. This happens when you get too horny. Then I cut the call.
After that wild thoughts started filling my mind. I began imagining everything. What dirty things Aditi and Rohan must have said to each other. Whether Aditi said she needed a cock bigger than mine that would stretch her pussy. Whether she really preferred bigger cocks than mine. Whether she was completely naked, legs spread, fingering her cunt while Rohan described how hard he would fuck her. Her fingers would have been sliding over the wet lips of her pussy. The middle finger pushing inside and moving slowly in and out. Juice dripping from her cunt and soaking the sheet. Whether she talked about me. Whether Aditi complained about our sex. Whether they talked about making me a cuck. Whether Rohan said he would fuck her while I watched, sitting in the corner stroking my own cock.
Those thoughts made my cock harder than it had been in a long time.
Earlier I used to watch cuckold porn and imagine myself as the bull. But now my perspective had completely changed. I started imagining my Aditi being fucked hard by some guy with a bigger, thicker cock and a better body while I sat in the corner stroking myself. His fat cock would be sinking all the way into Aditi’s tight pussy. With every thrust her tits would bounce. Aditi would be moaning and digging her nails into his back.
A few days earlier Aditi had teased me and said, “Aarav, chi chi chi, do you want to watch your girlfriend getting fucked by other men while you sit there stroking your cock?” I brushed it off and told her to shut up, but my cock had gone hard as steel. I had also talked about swapping after marriage and Aditi had answered, “Yes yes, three or four guys will gangbang your wife and you will just watch how she gets fucked and ruined.”
Maybe Aditi wants to turn me into her cuck but is afraid to say it. I am almost sure that when guys tell her they will fuck her like a slut while her boyfriend Aarav watches, her pussy gets wet.
I do not know what is happening to me. Maybe I really am a cuck who likes watching my Aditi being used by other men. I love Aditi very much and I do not want to lose her. I will do anything to keep her happy, even if it means she gets fucked by other cocks.
If you are reading this, Aditi, I am sure you also take guilty pleasure when you imagine turning me into a cuck and me watching while someone fucks you. No need to hide anymore. This is not a sin. You followed your dirty desires and for me it is not wrong because I had already told you about my fantasies. Come talk to me, Aditi. Tell me everything. How wet your pussy got. What Rohan said. How badly you wanted his cock. I am here for you. We will stay together the same as before. No secrets.