My Wife's Dark Fantasies Explored
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 13
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 13 - Before starting a family, my shy, pretty Chinese Singaporean wife and I agreed to make our darkest fantasies reality. When I helped her to realize her darkest fantasies, I discovered that underneath her shy exterior there lay an insatiable slut.
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Consensual Heterosexual Fiction Cuckold Slut Wife Wife Watching Gang Bang Oriental Male Oriental Female Cream Pie Oral Sex Safe Sex Squirting Voyeurism Prostitution
I took my time with the shower and I was keeping my ear open for the room phone in case Kim called. Every second seemed to crawl by and I was dying to know what was going on.
Had it started? Was Kim fucking Stella while I showered? Was he forcing himself on her? Was Stella moaning like a slut for Kim? A hundred fucking questions bombarded my mind but I could not answer them.
I paced up and down the room and the phone finally rang. I answered it immediately and Kim wanted to talk to me. I went over to Stella’s room and Kim opened the door. Immediately my eyes searched the room. Were the bedsheets ruffled? Was the sofa soiled? Were the tables and racks shifted? I was searching for evidence of sex. Of evidence that Stella had been fucked by Kim but there was none.
Stella was just sitting on the sofa staring at her feet. She was sitting on her hands, her legs swaying a little and she did not look at me. Kim asked Stella to go into the bedroom for a bit and he poured me a drink.
“James ... I spoke to Stella ... She is ... okay ... to do it.”
Kim then went on to explain what he wanted. As he went on, I had to control myself from bursting at my pants. Each sentence he spoke was more foul and dirty that the earlier one. Kim was obviously embarrassed by what he was saying and he kept drinking, hoping the alcohol would mask the fact that he was embarrassed. As he got to the end, I finally understood why he wanted Stella. Why he could not do it with another Korean. It would happen on the last evening before we left.
For the rest of the stay, we would make arrangements for Stella to service him. Service. That was the fucking word Kim used. Service. Now I also understood my role and why he had asked me to be there. It was in a way an insurance. In case things went wrong. I nodded and told Kim not to worry about it. Deep inside my heart I realized I was not that sick after all.
“Okay. Good ... James ... Now we got ... business out of the way ... we should relax ... haha.”
Kim seemed a little tipsy and he called for Stella to join us. When she came out of the bedroom, Stella did not dare to look me in the eye. Kim changed seats to the 2 seat sofa and patted the seat beside him, asking my wife to join him.
“Come ... Stella ... come ... here ... haha.”
As soon as Stella sat down, Kim’s hand went around her shoulder, stroking her arms. Stella bit her lips, obviously embarrassed and feeling uneasy because I was still there watching what he was doing and checking how she reacted. How could a wife allow her husband to see her being violated by another man?
I knew Stella would feel very uncomfortable if I was there so I tried to excuse myself.
“Ok Hyung, I ... ermm ... I’ll see you all tomorrow, ok?”
I stood up and was about to leave when Kim spoke a little loudly, asking me to stay.
“No ... No! James ... stay ... stay.”
When Stella heard that, she immediately panicked and said she was sorry but that she was only hired for one person only.
“Sorry ... sorry Mr Kim. Only one person. I’m here to give service to only one person.”
Kim waved Stella off rudely and said he would pay. I could feel things were about to escalate out of hand and I quickly said that it was ok, that I was tired and I’d leave them alone. I excused myself, but it was too late. Stella was trying to escape from Kim’s embrace, pushing away his advances. His hands tried to grab Stella, while Stella’s hands tried to push his away.
“Sorry Mr Kim ... Mr Kim ... only one person ... Please.”
Kim drained the last of his Soju alcohol from the bottle and he retrieved his wallet. He took out some Korean won bills and folded them in half before trying to stuff them into Stella’s jeans. He kept nodding his head as if saying he understood that this was why she was refusing to allow me to remain in the room.
Stella was panicking by then and I could see her looking at me for help. Of course she would panic. How could she not? How could she remain calm when her husband was in the same room as she was about to be fucked by a drunk man. I could see that Stella was on the verge of tears as she tried to talk to Kim. As I watched the exchange, I felt blood rushing to my dick. It caused my erection to strain so hard against my pants that I felt a little painful. Stella’s pleading and helpless eyes and Kim’s relentless advance had caused some sick and twisted reaction in my dick.