My girlfriend and I have recently started exploring a sugar-baby/cuckold fantasy and it’s kind of turned into us almost pimping each other out in a consensual way. I’m okay with her being a sugar baby and she’s okay with me doing the same. Last night, we joined an anonymous dating app together, mostly out of curiosity and she ended up matching with this rich, muscular, middle-aged Haryanvi/Jaat married man.

His chats with her? Filthy as fuck. Straight-up degrading her, calling her his "tiny desi whore" to breed and own, promising to choke her on his thick desi cock and fill every hole while his wife sleeps at home. She was *dripping* for it, egging him on like the eager cumslut she is. The part that messed with my head is that she did not shut it down.

Tonight, he came to pick her up from my apartment in a Scorpio. I did not meet him face-to-face, but I saw him from a distance. He was big, broad, slightly chubby and had this heavy, dominant presence. My petite girlfriend looked so tiny next to him that it made my stomach twist.

Watching her get into his car gave me the strangest feeling. I felt jealous, anxious, humiliated, guilty, and insanely turned on all at once.

She texted me while they were leaving, saying he smelled strongly of whiskey and seemed drunk. That immediately made me nervous. Since then, she has not replied. I can still see her location, and I know she is around Aerocity, but my mind is running wild.

Part of me wants every dirty detail. Part of me does not want to know anything at all.

I thought I was ready for this fantasy. But now that it is actually happening, I feel like I am stuck between panic and arousal, wondering whether I crossed a line I was not prepared for.

My girlfriend left with a rich married man tonight and I don’t know whether I’m jealous, worried or turned on (c)