My Wife's Dark Fantasies Explored
Copyright© 2025 by Desert Nights
Chapter 16
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 16 - 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
9.30pm
Kim called and told us to relax in the room and wait for him. He would bring supper up together with drinks so we could all chat and chill out. He requested that Stella put on something ‘nice’ for him. I relayed that message accordingly and Stella gave me a questioning frown.
“I did not really pack any nice clothes.”
I don’t know why but hearing Stella speak like that gave me an erection. The thought of my wife considering about her lack of choice of clothes to wear so another man could fuck her was sending blood rapidly to my manhood. We got back to the room and I had to keep adjusting my dick as we both looked through the clothes Stella brought along, thinking and discussing which combination looked best.
It was such a sick moment that I told Stella the thought of her wearing something nice for Kim was giving me a raging hardon. Stella looked away shyly, adding that she had got no nice clothes, and asked me to make the decision for her. She headed off to the bathroom to take a shower and left me alone with her luggage.
I felt a sudden flash of anger before it vanished as quickly as it had arisen. It was quickly replaced by a sudden urge to grab my wife and fuck her hard. The way that Stella had checked out her clothes was the reason for this sudden desire to fuck her before Kim arrived.
Stella did not exactly bring along some fancy evening gown or some slutty dress, but she had a decent selection of clothes that could be paired up nicely. I saw her lingering her gaze on a couple of tops and skirts, and she kept fiddling with them as we spoke, as if she was considering wearing them but was too shy to tell me. I do not blame her, how could a wife tell her husband what seducing clothes she wanted to wear to let another man fuck her.
I adjusted my erection again as I picked out the clothes for Stella. Stella had brought along some of her clothes and lingerie that she seldom wore at home. They’re usually a little too bright for her or she thought they were inappropriate. I laid on the bed a simple push up bra that was lime green in color. It’s not neon bright but still it would stand out visibly against her top if she was wearing something light. I chose plain white cotton panties and a spaghetti top that was light pink in color. That was it.
I did not chose a pair of pants. I wanted to see Stella’s reaction. I had been secretly observing Stella since that first meeting with Kim. It seemed she had opened up a little in some unexplained way. I could not confirm it, nor did I have any concrete proof, but as a husband I just knew it. Something, maybe something very very minor had changed. Maybe a small switch, a safety catch.
She was still Stella, she was still my wife, but somehow, I felt there was just a little bit of difference. She was still shy but I could feel the gradual opening up. It was like this inner slut mentality that she was trying to hide was slowly maturing and growing.
She emerged from the shower a while later and while she had no comments about my choice of clothes, she refused to go without pants, adding that she was feeling embarrassed enough already. There was no way she would go without pants.
I helped Stella pull on her panties, rubbing my erected dick behind her. I deliberately helped Stella pull up and adjusted her panties, rubbing her vagina slit through them so it looked like her camel toe was visible.
“Dear ... Stop ... don’t.”
Stella adjusted herself again before slipping on a simple pair of loose fitting black shorts she wore for bed.
10.45pm
Kim arrived with fried chicken, grilled cuttlefish, some fried fish cakes, an assortment of Korean snacks and he brought along a bottle of whiskey and 2 bottles of wine. I thought that was a little overkill until I saw him bring out another 3 bottles of soju from his small backpack which he had brought along. It seemed he was bent on getting Stella ‘relaxed’ that evening.
Seeing Kim set up the table in the living area with all his purchases gave me an erection. Stella was just staring at the drinks and I could feel a sudden weird vibe coming from my wife. I don’t know how to explain it, it was just this weird vibe.
I was in my usual sleep wear, a simple singlet and shorts. Stella was also not in anything fancy but I could see the lustful look in Kim’s eyes. Perhaps it was the colors. I’m sure at some point in time we’ve all seen girls wear their spaghetti top with contrasting bra colors. That’s how the light pink strap of Stella’s top overlapped and contrasted with the lime green strap of her bra. Sometimes I think I must be mad to be aroused by the mere sight of interlocking straps. I felt like just taking the straps, pulling them and giving them a loud ‘piak.’
Kim poured us drinks, his eyes feasting unashamedly at Stella’s body. We chatted about general topics, the state of the economy, politics, even places where Kim would be bringing us to the next few days. Kim even reminded me to hand him our passport details so he could get a domestic flight for us to Jeju.
11.30pm
I was keeping track our how much we drank and we were all doing ok at that point. There was no deliberate drinking or guessing games, and there was no attempt to make Stella drunk or anything. We had the snacks and we drank at our own pace. Stella had drunk about two and a half glasses of wine and she had kept away from the whiskey and the soju.
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