Conservative to Freedom

Hi all, my name is huma and my age is 28, happily married to my handsome man of age 37. I'm from a religious and a conservative family where even saying the word sex is thought taboo. Being in this sort of a family I did not have much of an option to go around the idea of sex and its fantasies till I came in university. By the time I had passed out from university I was married and so moved to the city of my in-laws (Islamabad). My husband and I live alone in a very well-known area and are quite posh. My husband is a businessman in nature and is open-minded. Soon after marriage he and I came to know that I was the one that is far behind the knowledge and know how and fantasies of the sex and he was too deep into these. He shared all things he has done in his past and the fantasies that he still has with me, which made me uncomfortable a bit but somewhere in myself I knew that I was getting aroused by listening to those. I asked many questions for the points which I had come in terms with when I was in university and so we discussed sex in a regular way every time we sat or ate or drank (I never drank before but my husband taught me how to and what to, so it was good). With all this I came in terms to the decision of his to change my clothing according to the posh and high standards of the society that we lived in. My dressing sense had changed from Shalwar Kameez or trouser and shirts to skirts blouses and mini dresses mostly seen through or revealing and short. My husband says to me that he has a sexy wife, and he loves to show people that he is blessed to have one (flattered). Meanwhile my clothing habits were changing our discussions and topics on sex had all sort of turns and twists and open conversations of how and what is done in all forms of sex. We both started watching porn regularly and used to then have sex and talk about all that went there and even while having sex, this is when I asked him about swinging and group sex which turned my life into complete freedom and that is when I came to know what is meant to be loved by someone.


When the first time I saw a porn of mfm (threesome) I got aroused so much that I orgasmed thrice by the time my husband came. This hinted a bit to my husband, but he didn't say it then. While we both were sitting naked and playing with each other I asked him about threesome. He told me all about it and how he did it many times. It gave me such an arousal by listening to it that I just couldn't resist and started sucking his cock and made it hard enough to fuck me all over again while I could in my mind visualize him and another man doing the same to me. Soon I was finished he popped the question that if I would like to do it. I plainly said no to it although I was head over heels saying yes to it in my heart. My husband somehow knew it, so he started pushing me to try it for once. I said no this time in a bit less stern way and on his much insistence I said yes but with conditions (which to say the truth I just didn't want to apply, and which never were applied).


I told my husband that we will have someone like he wants but he will only first play with my body and would not fuck me and even while playing if I did not feel comfortable, he will leave instantly and this will never happen again ever, to which my husband agreed. My husband has a large group of friends and there are hundreds of those to whom I have never met. My husband being into this lifestyle for many years knew many people who used to have these fun fantasies fulfilled at their places and with their partners. My husband talked to some of the guys with whom he had experienced threesome, mostly with their wives or girlfriends and found me a good guy and showed me his pictures of figure, tool, and all. I got aroused instantly but showed as if I was not comfortable much and not interested much into looking. My husband asked me politely for my consent again at which like any girl I said that for him I’m willing to do anything and would like to do anything that he desires to experience. It was the green signal my husband was waiting for after which there was a rush of zeal in his attitude which I experienced that night in bed when he fucked my so hard and so much that I can literally say he fucked my brains out. Anyhow back to the main discussion. My husband talked to that guy and as he had already had sex with his wife in a mmfmm, so he was cool. My husband told him my simple rules and the guy was ready to comply as my husband told him that I was new to the lifestyle and needed no rush.


Then the big day of my freedom came. At around 5 we were expecting for the friend my husband has invited and that guy was damn right on time. I was wearing a seen through white trim top of Satan silk with shorts with all black in inner wears. I opened the door to greet him at my place and made him comfortable at a sofa in our drawing room while my husband made glasses of drink and came in. I went off to fetch some items to eat and they both started chatting and discussing various things. I came back with a bunch of snacks and a bottle of wine which my husband already told me to bring so that the mood gets set. Soon we were couple of drinks down and then Salman my husband’s friend gave an idea of playing a game of cards. The rules of the game were simple and according to both the guys that’s the game they always play when someone new comes in or when they need to start the fun. The game was that all participants will be distributed one card each at every turn and whose card will be the lowest will have to accept a dare from the one who has the highest card. Soon it was my turn to take a dare. my husband card was the highest, so he told me to kiss Salman. this was an easy thing, but I showed resistance in a shy way and went near him and slightly kissed Salman. the cards were again distributed and now the highest card was of Salman. My husband card was the lowest, so Salman told him to remove his shirt. next it was again my turn and Salman’s card was the highest now Salman told me to remove my shirt, things were now getting high and hot. after a couple of hands, I and the two guys were down to only inners. now my turn again came, and I was told to take off Salman’s boxers and kiss his dick. I was so into it that I showed no reluctance and obeyed my dominating husband in a flash. now it was Salman’s turn and my husband told him to take off my bra and fondle my breast. As Salman unhooked my bra, I felt a huge surge of electricity passing through my body and made me wet between my legs, but it was not all because the movement he started fondling my breast I was on the 7th cloud. he fondled my breasts in such a way and with such an enthusiasm as if he had never seen or touched breasts. I was enjoying and while doing so saw my husband who was stroking his tool and His eyes glowed with excitement.


The game had now officially ended and the love making scene was on. My husband being the watcher and Salman being my lover. Salman fondled my breasts and made a bold move within that to suck one of my nipples and that’s when I knew I was out of control, and I grabbed his head and pushed him on my boobs. Soon my hand was searching for Salman’s dick which my husband saw and instead of Salman’s he gave me his dick in my hands. I started stroking my husband’s dick and Salman passionately kissed and sucked on my boobs. This made me moan in pleasure. While this was happening, I have no idea when did Salman and my husband took their and my last bit of clothes off and now all of us were fully nude and hot. I could see Salman’s throbbing rock-solid dick and yes, my mouth was watery seeing it. Salman stopped and started kissing on my lips with a passion and I responded generously and soon he broke the kiss and put his throbbing dick in my mouth. I didn’t get a chance even to even know and yes, I was sucking on Salman’s dick, and it felt weird and arousing at the same time because as soon as his dick came in my mouth, I felt like I was longing for it and started sucking and enjoying it like I wanted it for so long. I licked it felt it fill my mouth and sucked it so deep and with such momentum that made Salman moan out loud first and then he started abusing me in such bad words and with slangs and swearing, this all made me higher, and my husband was enjoying the best of his lifetime. My husband patted my ass and took side with Salman and encouraged me with words like yes be a good slut, you bitch, you horny bitch, the fucking cunt, prostitute and all what he could find in Urdu/ Punjabi/English all languages, and this all made me suck Salman more and deep. My husband took my hand off from his dick and started sucking and licking my vagina and believe me no woman can bare the sensation and the rhythm he has in sucking vaginas. He is a pro in it, and he does it so good that I always squirt and that what happened this time too.


Soon he started licking and sucking I came and squirted on him like a bitch. This is when Salman pulled out of me and thrusted his full-length dick right inside my squirting slut cunt which made my eyes pop. He made his thrusts so good that I was about to cum again and so wanted the dick in my mouth which my husband came to know and thrusted his dick in my mouth while squeezing my boobs with his hands. Me and Salman came together, and my vagina was dripping now of his and my fluids when my husband entered me and gave the job to Salman to suck on my boobs. Salman sucked on my boobs while my husband fucked me hard first in the missionary style and then he made Salman lay down and made me a real bitch to fuck me in doggy style and I had my boobs hanging over Salman’s face which he sucked obediently. I was ushering with passion and excitement and had forgotten all my rules and issues of having sex with other men now and so was enjoying all of it. My husband came in me and then we all were lying on our back and kissing in between. Salman took my hand and made me stand and took me to shower followed by my husband and we all took a good shower and a great fucking session in shower again after which Salman left and I and my husband were left at house naked and so we fucked again and slept peacefully. The next day we both woke up fresh and from that day till now we both are full of excitement and fun and so is what made me move from a conservative to a free woman.


When I said earlier that I came to know what is being loved by someone is that means the man that loves you to the extent that he is willing to do everything for you when you want it and how you want it. The same goes for the women. The idea of having sex with someone was deep inside me but that’s to my husband that took it out as he knew I wanted it and yes, he would love it too.


I now educate ladies on freedom of sex and so give them the perspective and teachings to make their life better with their partners and guide them on the ways through which they can enjoy life and not be used and still enjoy most of it. It’s not always what it seems like but yes most of the time it is good to know what you think is right and it is not and to know what you think is wrong and it is not. Simple is enjoy life and be the best version of yourself and enjoy the company of others in every way.

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