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Update 23
‘Well’, said Lalit, ‘I need to say goodbye for a while, Nitesh.’
That took Nitesh by surprise. He wasn’t going to watch? “Why?” He asked.
But Lalit didn’t reply.
Nitesh got his answer a few minutes later. Time seemed to slow down as the door Rony had deliberately left ajar swung open and Lalit strode in, this time closing it completely behind him. Tanya had closed her eyes again, likely focused on the feel of the cock filling her depths, and didn’t know Lalit was there until his hand stroked her cheek. Immediately her eyes flew open and she gave something halfway between a scream and moan.
‘Shh,” Lalit told her. “Relax, Tanya. It’s all fine. Rony and I have been talking. He knows that you have certain…needs. I thought I might be able to help you with them.”
Tanya had flushed beetroot. “N—No,” she said. “Get out!” She tried to straighten up, but Rony laid one large hand on her back, holding her down. And his cock never stopped pumping into her.
“Just relax,” said Lalit. “And let me show you what it can be like.”
Rony removed his other hand from Tanya’s breast and Lalit knelt down next to her. He pushed in close beside her writhing body and gently took one dangling breast into his mouth.
“Ah!” Tanya bucked and twisted, but she couldn’t move. “Ah! Stop! Oh…oh Goddd….”
Thousands of miles away, Nitesh had grabbed the edge of his desk and was staring at the screen, apoplectic. His wife wasn’t some kind of slut who would have sex with two men at once! As soon as they let her, she’d stand up and throw them both out!
“No one else has to know,” said Rony. “It can be our little secret. The three of us.”
Lalit was biting at her straining nipple, now, using his lips to cushion his teeth. Nitesh could see Tanya biting her own lip in response, as if trying to keep from crying out.
“You’ve never had two men, have you?” asked Rony. His voice was very different to how it was before, when he’d called her a slut and a whore.
Nitesh wondered if he was switching approaches deliberately, the stick and then the carrot. It made me wonder if he’d done this before. Lalit reached up and started to circle his thumb around her other nipple. She was panting, heaving in breath in long, hot gasps, her face strained and gorgeous. Watching her staring into the camera, her full breasts bobbing and swaying in his mouth and hand, was one of the most erotic things Nitesh had ever seen, however much it horrified him.
He realized that Rony had removed the hand from her back…yet she didn’t stand up.
“You can just enjoy it,” Rony told her softly. “Nitesh never has to know.”
Nitesh was surprised when Rony mentioned him. He knew damn well that Nitesh was watching and listening and that Tanya knew it, too. Reminded of Nitesh, she’d surely now tell them “no”.
Then Nitesh saw Tanya’s eyes flick down to the bottom of her laptop screen and he realized how stupid he’d been. She was checking to see if Nitesh said “RED”. And of course, I he couldn’t. And the only man who could speak on his behalf was right there in the room with her. No “RED” would appear.
She thought that her husband was sitting here enjoying it, pumping his cock.
And she’d carry on.
She watched the screen for second after second, and when she didn’t see that magic three letter word appear, her hips started to slowly grind. Freed of any guilt, she was clearly going to enjoy herself.
When Nitesh saw this, he whimpered “No….”.
Lalit angled his head so that he, too, could look at the laptop. He lowered his mouth from Tanya’s dangling breast for a second and gave Nitesh a vicious smile.
“Let’s move to the bed,” Lalit said gently.
Nitesh watched as Rony pulled himself from her, his cock shining with her wetness. He straightened her up, turning her side-on to the camera so that Nitesh had a good view. He drew her into a deep, long kiss while Lalit unzipped her skirt and let it drop around her feet, leaving her in just stockings and heels.
Sandwiched between them, Rony’s tongue still in her mouth, they maneuvered her over to the bed and lay her down on her side, facing towards Nitesh. Rony got in front of her and cradled himself between her thighs, drawing her upper leg over his hip. Then he plunged into her again.
Tanya cried out as the thick cock spread her once more. She put her head on Rony’s shoulder, which meant Nitesh could see her face but not his. He saw every gasp and pant she gave as Rony started to thrust into her. He saw her hands reach around and claw at his back as the rhythm settled into the one, she needed to reach her climax. He watched her grind her pelvis wantonly against him, lithe as any dancer. Nitesh had one hand up over his face to block out the sight, but he was watching through my spread fingers. His cock was throbbing almost painfully. He can’t, he thought. No way. He was not going to jerk off to this!
Lalit was lying almost passively behind them. He started to toy with Tanya, lightly skimming his fingers down her arm, then reaching around to play with a soft breast as she bucked and thrashed against Rony. He looked at the camera at least as much as he looked at her.
Then, almost lazily, Nitesh saw Lalit reach into his jeans pocket and pull out something like a toothpaste tube. Nitesh frowned. What was it?
Lalit smirked at Nitesh. Then he ran a hand over Tanya’s naked, flexing ass.
Nitesh jumped up out of his chair. “No!”
Tanya had never taken it up the ass. Nitesh never even experimented there. He couldn’t bear the idea of her innocence being corrupted in that way.
Not seen by Tanya, Lalit squeezed a big gob of clear lube onto his fingers and rubbed it mockingly between them.
“No! Lalit, no! She’s never done it there! Please!” shouted Nitesh and then he realized that no one could hear him. Lalit’s laptop, the only place he could be seen and heard, was sitting unattended in his office while he had his way with Tanya.
Lalit moved closer in behind Tanya, tightly sandwiching her between them. Nitesh saw Lalit’s arm lower between her legs, but Nitesh only knew the exact moment his slippery fingers pressed against her anus when Nitesh saw her eyes open and her head jerk up off Rony’s shoulder.
“Relax,” said Rony. “It’ll feel good.”
“I—I—” Tanya sucked in a deep lungful of air, and Nitesh imagined Lalit’s fingers circling her virgin asshole. “I’m not sure if—”
“He’s not going to do anything,” Rony told her. He’d slowed down, thrusting in long, silky strokes. “He’ll just touch you there. Relax.”
She bit her lip and lowered her head back onto his shoulder. Nitesh could see Lalit’s arm moving behind her as his fingers circled and circled….
And then Lalit looked at the camera again and gave me a wolfish smile. And then his arm moved toward the camera. Tanya gave a gasp, and Nitesh guessed that a finger had just pressed its way inside her.
“Bastard!” Nitesh almost spat, Tanya was still flexing her groin against her lover, but now she’d added something else. As Lalit sunk his finger deeper and deeper, Nitesh could see her hips begin to circle. Tiny circles at first, then more and more desperately. Lalit’s arm was moving back and forth now, fucking her with his finger.
“Feels good,” Lalit whispered in her ear. “Doesn’t it?
Nitesh saw her body tighten in response.
Lalit reached around and pinched a nipple. “Doesn’t it?” he repeated.
This time, she nodded.
He leaned closer, his lips almost at her ear, but his eyes looked straight at the camera. “Would you like me to fuck your ass?” he asked her softly.
“No!” Nitesh shouted. “No!”
Tanya was softly panting through her nostrils now. Rony had slowed his thrusts until he was barely moving in her, driving her crazy with frustration, and Nitesh could see her hips grinding desperately, needing the friction within her. She shook her head uncertainly, long hair tossing.
“I—I don’t know. I’ve never done it.”
Nitesh saw her glance at the screen. But, of course, no “RED” appeared there telling her to stop. He could almost see it going through her head: ‘Nitesh must think it’s okay….’
“No!” Nitesh said. “No! It’s not okay! I don’t want you to!”
But she kept staring at the screen. And when the word didn’t appear, her eyes gleamed with arousal.
‘She did want it. She just wanted to know I was okay with it.’, thought Nitesh.
She nodded.
“Tell me,” said Lalit. He slowly unfastened his jeans and pushed them down his hips. He actually raised himself up off the bed a little for Nitesh’s benefit, so that Nitesh could see the thick length of him. Nitesh’s eyes bulged. He was at least as big as Rony. She couldn’t take him in her ass!
But Tanya, who couldn’t see his size, pushed her hips back against him. “Yes….” she said softly. “Yes, I think I want to.”
Lalit grinned at Nitesh and then lay down behind her. Her position, with Rony between her thighs, meant she was already spread open for him. Rony stopped thrusting for a second. Lalit grabbed her hip with one hand and took his cock in the other, guiding it to her….
Nitesh saw her eyes widen as she felt the blunt head of him press against her lubricated opening. It must have been the first time she realized how big he was.
“W—Wait,” she gasped.
But Lalit had no intention of waiting. With a final grin over her shoulder at Nitesh, he started to push.
Tanya’s eyes widened and Nitesh almost sobbed. His beautiful wife was about to be fucked by two men at the same time, her innocence lost forever, and there was nothing he could do about it!
“Ah…” Lalit breathed. “God, you’re tight, Tanya. Really tight.” Nitesh saw his hips pressing forward and Tanya gasped. “So tight it’s hard to—”
His hips pressed again.
“S—Stop!” Tanya said in a high voice, her hands clutching at Rony’s back. Rony had stopped thrusting for a second and lay there holding her tightly, kissing her neck.
“Oh, but you don’t really mean that, do you, Tanya?” Lalit’s voice was a low growl. “You want it. Don’t you?”
Nitesh could see Tanya battling with herself, wanting the pleasure but fearful of pain. At last, she nodded.
And he continued. Millimetre by tight millimetre. Nitesh couldn’t see him entering her but, as before, everything he needed to know was written on his wife’s face—every feeling of being stretched, of his hard male flesh forcing its way into her tight, virgin opening. Until at last, with a sudden gasp of “Oh!” Nitesh knew that the head had popped in, and that she’d felt her body close tightly around the slimmer shaft, trapping him there. Nitesh could see her eyes go wide and panicked as her body tried to clamp down, as she realized she was now powerless to keep out the invader, even if she wanted to.
The mood changed.
Rony started to thrust again, and Tanya gasped as Lalit’s cock moved inside her. Nitesh could see Lalit slowly beginning to thrust as well, sinking more and more of his large cock into her.
“Stop!” My fists were balled into fists. “You can’t use her like this!”
Lalit was panting in her ear now. “You’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he breathed.
“W—What?” gasped Tanya.
She was in their power, now—sandwiched between them, without hope of escape, even if she’d wanted to flee…and Nitesh knew that she didn’t. They could dispense with the coaxing and gentleness now, and show their true natures.
“Cheating on your husband,” Rony panted. His naked ass was flexing lewdly now as he began to slam his cock into her. “Two fucking you at once.”
“N—No,” said Tanya. “It’s not like that!” Her eyes were screwed closed, as if to block out their words.
Lalit grunted from behind her. “God, she’s tight.” He made it sound like he was speaking to Rony, but Nitesh knew he intended the words for him.
“Perfect, tight little ass. It’s just made for fucking.”
Tanya thrashed her head against Rony’s shoulder in denial, and then her eyes opened wide as Lalit gave a final grunt and hilted himself inside her. He gave another little jerk of his hips and Nitesh saw Tanya jump at how deep he was. Nitesh knew the two cocks must be rubbing together inside her, separated by only the thinnest of membranes.
“Now,” said Lalit. And curled his fingers around Tanya’s hip, grinning at Nitesh.
‘Please don’t’, Nitesh thought. ‘Please don’t use her like that’. But Nitesh knew it was hopeless.
They began to fuck her, her beautiful body trapped between them as their cocks pumped into her. Thanks to their position on their sides, neither man had to support himself and that meant they had their hands free. Rony reached up and started to squeeze Tanya’s breasts, catching her nipples between fingers and thumbs and jerking them as he thrust. Lalit reached around with one hand, felt between the writhing bodies, and did something close to her groin. Nitesh guessed he was playing with her clit and, when Nitesh heard Tanya’s rising cries, he knew he was right. The pleasure had overtaken any pain, and she was lost in it, spiralling higher and higher….
“She’s going to come for us,” said Rony.
“She’s going to come with a big cock up her ass and another in her pussy,” Lalit told him. “That’s what she needs. That’s always been what she needed. Her husband just didn’t know it.”
Nitesh saw Tanya glance at the screen again. God, it still wouldn’t say “RED.” She must think that her husband was enjoying the whole show, that Nitesh liked seeing her used like this!
Nitesh looked down guiltily at the bulge in my pants.
No.
But as the two men brought her closer and closer to the edge, Nitesh couldn’t help himself. Watching her gasping, panting face, seeing her full breasts roughly squeezed by Rony’s oil-stained fingers, listening to Lalit’s grunts as he stuffed his cock into her tight ass again and again…Nitesh was stroking himself before he even realized he was doing it—slowly at first, and then faster and faster, moving from merely touching myself to actually jacking off.
‘They were fucking her, whether I jacked off to it or not’, Nitesh thought. What harm could it do?
The men thrust harder, faster, Tanya’s delicate body no more than a toy between them, a sex doll to be used for their pleasure.
“I’m going to,” said Lalit tightly. “I’m going to come right up her ass.”
“Me too,” Rony told him. “Good thing you had that shot, huh, Tanya? Or you might go home to hubby with a baby in that tummy.”
Tanya writhed in lust and humiliation, her breathing ragged. But that wasn’t enough for them.
“Tell us,” Lalit said. “Tell us you want to come inside you.”
Nitesh could have wept. They were going to make her beg them to do it, even when they knew she was completely unprotected.
“Yes,” Tanya gasped. “I—I want to feel it. I want to feel you shoot inside me.”
“Both of us?” Rony asked. His thrusts were building to a frenzy.
“B—Both of you,” Tanya panted.
Nitesh couldn’t believe it—this was his wife, his intelligent, shy wife, who had never done anything perverse her entire life, who felt guilty if she so much as stared at a hot guy. How could she ask two men to come inside her?
“Take it,” Lalit told her. “Take it, you dirty. Little. Whore.” He punctuated his cruel words with thrusts and then clutched her tight against him. Tanya cried out, and I knew hot jets of cum must be flooding her ass.
Almost simultaneously, Rony thrust deep inside her and unloaded. Nitesh could see his naked ass clenching again and again as he shot inside her. Nitesh imagined it plastering the entrance to her cervix. She thought she was protected—she didn’t know her body was still on its usual cycle, and that she was just entering her fertile period.
Maybe it was the sensation of it, but Nitesh could see Tanya begin to shudder between them as she, too, reached her peak. Her hands tightened around Rony’s back, her hips rolling against him as he filled her up. And to Nitesh’s shock, he felt himself lurch past the point of no return, too, his own cock jumping and spurting in my hand, some of the cum hitting me on the cheek, He was so unprepared for it.
Both men pressed into her for long minutes as they finished. They slowly withdrew, leaving her sprawled on the bed as they hitched up their jeans. “Good fuck,” Lalit told her. “We’ll have to do that again soon.” He led the way out of her room, and when Rony closed the door behind them Tanya was left lying there on her side, eyes closed. Her legs had flopped together when they’d withdrawn from her, but Nitesh could still see how puffy and slick her pussy lips were, and the white fluid that showed between them.
Nitesh looked down at himself, disgusted. ‘God, had I really jacked off to my wife being fucked? What the hell was wrong with me?’, he said to himself.
Nitesh ran to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, then hurried back to see what Tanya was doing.
She was easing herself off the bed, moving slowly, as if she was sore.
She wrapped a blanket around her almost-naked body and walked carefully over to the desk. Nitesh saw her bite her lip before she maximized the chat window. “Honey?” she asked. “Are you still there?”
There was no reply for a moment. Then Lalit typed ‘Still here! God, that was incredible!’
“You aren’t angry?” Tanya asked in a small voice.
‘No! Not at all! I would have said RED if I wanted you to stop. It was perfect. You were perfect. You’re gorgeous.’
Tanya let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God,” she said. “I thought it went too far. Lalit was….” She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Big.”
Nitesh seethed inside, imagining Lalit preening at that comment. ‘They didn’t hurt you, did they?’ he typed.
“No. I’m a little sore. But it was worth it.” She smiled a little. “God, it was unbelievable, when both of them were in me. I’m so glad you’re okay with it. I really wasn’t sure you would be.”
‘Darling, always remember this’. Lalit typed. ‘As long as you’re having fun, I’m okay with it.’
Nitesh watched the words appear with horror. What?!
“Really?” asked Tanya. She bit her lip again. “Are you sure?”
‘Absolutely. I loved It’, typed Lalit. ‘They both seem really good guys.’
“They were a little…cruel.” But she said it with a breathy catch in her voice “Calling me ‘slut’ and things.”
‘But it looked like you enjoyed that’, Lalit typed.
Tanya looked away from the screen for a second, then looked back and nodded. “Yes. I wouldn’t want to admit that to them, but…yes. I did.”
Nitesh groaned inside. She had just admitted it to them! Next time, they’d treat her like a real slut.
“I need to sleep,” Tanya said, and blew me a kiss.
Nitesh sat there after she’d cut the connection, trying to make sense of his feelings. Nitesh was angry…but not with her. Shocked, maybe, that this woman he’d known for so many years had such powerful, hidden urges. He’d always known that she looked at other guys, and when she’d had sex with Rony that first time it had been obvious that she longed to be fucked, and by a cock bigger than mine. But that wasn’t the same as what had just happened.
They’d treated her like their own personal fuck doll, as something to be used, not something to be adored. And she’d liked it.
Nitesh’s guts twisted. When she finally came home, he was going to have to pretend that it had been me behind Lalit’s words, that I’d loved every second of what she’d done. He wasn’t sure if he could do that, even though he knew the truth would devastate her. But what really disturbed him was his own reaction. Nitesh didn’t love it—he hated it—and yet it had made him come harder than anything he’d ever known. How was that possible?
Nitesh was starting to think that he knew himself even less well than he knew his wife.
At that moment, the laptop chimed. An email, and not from Tanya.
From Lalit. ‘Look what I just posted to the forum’, he’d written, together with a link. Nitesh clicked on it, fear clutching at his heart.
Nitesh was right to be afraid. Under the delightful title “Tanya gets two cocks up her,” he’d posted a video of the whole thing. And in the corner of the screen, he’d included the video from my own camera. It showed Nitesh staring in dismay as Rony bent my wife over the desk and fucked her, then his shock as Lalit walked in. Horror as Lalit announced his intention to fuck her ass— “Oh, no—” Nitesh said aloud. “Please, no!” he’d just remembered what he’d done next.
As Rony and Lalit double-fucked his wife, Nitesh saw himself take his hard cock from his pants and begin to stroke himself. Now that he’d seen the other guys’ cocks, his own seemed pitifully small in comparison. Nitesh watched himself jerking off frantically to the sight of other men fucking his wife and then—the ultimate humiliation—his own cum hitting him in the face as he shot.
Just in the time he’d taken to watch the video, there were already five pages of cackling responses from the crew.
His cock’s like a cocktail sausage! Was he really fucking that sweet piece of ass with that?
Holy shit, no wonder she’s fucking around.
He was the weirdest O-face!
And the one that worried me most of all:
He really does get off on her being used. Fuck it, let’s wear the bitch out and give him a thrill.
Nitesh groaned and buried his face in his hands. He’d never felt more humiliated, and now he knew that Lalit would never listen to any of his pleas. Lalit would think now that Nitesh was turned on by the whole thing, that the more he fucked Tanya, the more Nitesh would get off on it…and the worst part was, Nitesh wasn’t sure if he was wrong.
‘Well’, said Lalit, ‘I need to say goodbye for a while, Nitesh.’
That took Nitesh by surprise. He wasn’t going to watch? “Why?” He asked.
But Lalit didn’t reply.
Nitesh got his answer a few minutes later. Time seemed to slow down as the door Rony had deliberately left ajar swung open and Lalit strode in, this time closing it completely behind him. Tanya had closed her eyes again, likely focused on the feel of the cock filling her depths, and didn’t know Lalit was there until his hand stroked her cheek. Immediately her eyes flew open and she gave something halfway between a scream and moan.
‘Shh,” Lalit told her. “Relax, Tanya. It’s all fine. Rony and I have been talking. He knows that you have certain…needs. I thought I might be able to help you with them.”
Tanya had flushed beetroot. “N—No,” she said. “Get out!” She tried to straighten up, but Rony laid one large hand on her back, holding her down. And his cock never stopped pumping into her.
“Just relax,” said Lalit. “And let me show you what it can be like.”
Rony removed his other hand from Tanya’s breast and Lalit knelt down next to her. He pushed in close beside her writhing body and gently took one dangling breast into his mouth.
“Ah!” Tanya bucked and twisted, but she couldn’t move. “Ah! Stop! Oh…oh Goddd….”
Thousands of miles away, Nitesh had grabbed the edge of his desk and was staring at the screen, apoplectic. His wife wasn’t some kind of slut who would have sex with two men at once! As soon as they let her, she’d stand up and throw them both out!
“No one else has to know,” said Rony. “It can be our little secret. The three of us.”
Lalit was biting at her straining nipple, now, using his lips to cushion his teeth. Nitesh could see Tanya biting her own lip in response, as if trying to keep from crying out.
“You’ve never had two men, have you?” asked Rony. His voice was very different to how it was before, when he’d called her a slut and a whore.
Nitesh wondered if he was switching approaches deliberately, the stick and then the carrot. It made me wonder if he’d done this before. Lalit reached up and started to circle his thumb around her other nipple. She was panting, heaving in breath in long, hot gasps, her face strained and gorgeous. Watching her staring into the camera, her full breasts bobbing and swaying in his mouth and hand, was one of the most erotic things Nitesh had ever seen, however much it horrified him.
He realized that Rony had removed the hand from her back…yet she didn’t stand up.
“You can just enjoy it,” Rony told her softly. “Nitesh never has to know.”
Nitesh was surprised when Rony mentioned him. He knew damn well that Nitesh was watching and listening and that Tanya knew it, too. Reminded of Nitesh, she’d surely now tell them “no”.
Then Nitesh saw Tanya’s eyes flick down to the bottom of her laptop screen and he realized how stupid he’d been. She was checking to see if Nitesh said “RED”. And of course, I he couldn’t. And the only man who could speak on his behalf was right there in the room with her. No “RED” would appear.
She thought that her husband was sitting here enjoying it, pumping his cock.
And she’d carry on.
She watched the screen for second after second, and when she didn’t see that magic three letter word appear, her hips started to slowly grind. Freed of any guilt, she was clearly going to enjoy herself.
When Nitesh saw this, he whimpered “No….”.
Lalit angled his head so that he, too, could look at the laptop. He lowered his mouth from Tanya’s dangling breast for a second and gave Nitesh a vicious smile.
“Let’s move to the bed,” Lalit said gently.
Nitesh watched as Rony pulled himself from her, his cock shining with her wetness. He straightened her up, turning her side-on to the camera so that Nitesh had a good view. He drew her into a deep, long kiss while Lalit unzipped her skirt and let it drop around her feet, leaving her in just stockings and heels.
Sandwiched between them, Rony’s tongue still in her mouth, they maneuvered her over to the bed and lay her down on her side, facing towards Nitesh. Rony got in front of her and cradled himself between her thighs, drawing her upper leg over his hip. Then he plunged into her again.
Tanya cried out as the thick cock spread her once more. She put her head on Rony’s shoulder, which meant Nitesh could see her face but not his. He saw every gasp and pant she gave as Rony started to thrust into her. He saw her hands reach around and claw at his back as the rhythm settled into the one, she needed to reach her climax. He watched her grind her pelvis wantonly against him, lithe as any dancer. Nitesh had one hand up over his face to block out the sight, but he was watching through my spread fingers. His cock was throbbing almost painfully. He can’t, he thought. No way. He was not going to jerk off to this!
Lalit was lying almost passively behind them. He started to toy with Tanya, lightly skimming his fingers down her arm, then reaching around to play with a soft breast as she bucked and thrashed against Rony. He looked at the camera at least as much as he looked at her.
Then, almost lazily, Nitesh saw Lalit reach into his jeans pocket and pull out something like a toothpaste tube. Nitesh frowned. What was it?
Lalit smirked at Nitesh. Then he ran a hand over Tanya’s naked, flexing ass.
Nitesh jumped up out of his chair. “No!”
Tanya had never taken it up the ass. Nitesh never even experimented there. He couldn’t bear the idea of her innocence being corrupted in that way.
Not seen by Tanya, Lalit squeezed a big gob of clear lube onto his fingers and rubbed it mockingly between them.
“No! Lalit, no! She’s never done it there! Please!” shouted Nitesh and then he realized that no one could hear him. Lalit’s laptop, the only place he could be seen and heard, was sitting unattended in his office while he had his way with Tanya.
Lalit moved closer in behind Tanya, tightly sandwiching her between them. Nitesh saw Lalit’s arm lower between her legs, but Nitesh only knew the exact moment his slippery fingers pressed against her anus when Nitesh saw her eyes open and her head jerk up off Rony’s shoulder.
“Relax,” said Rony. “It’ll feel good.”
“I—I—” Tanya sucked in a deep lungful of air, and Nitesh imagined Lalit’s fingers circling her virgin asshole. “I’m not sure if—”
“He’s not going to do anything,” Rony told her. He’d slowed down, thrusting in long, silky strokes. “He’ll just touch you there. Relax.”
She bit her lip and lowered her head back onto his shoulder. Nitesh could see Lalit’s arm moving behind her as his fingers circled and circled….
And then Lalit looked at the camera again and gave me a wolfish smile. And then his arm moved toward the camera. Tanya gave a gasp, and Nitesh guessed that a finger had just pressed its way inside her.
“Bastard!” Nitesh almost spat, Tanya was still flexing her groin against her lover, but now she’d added something else. As Lalit sunk his finger deeper and deeper, Nitesh could see her hips begin to circle. Tiny circles at first, then more and more desperately. Lalit’s arm was moving back and forth now, fucking her with his finger.
“Feels good,” Lalit whispered in her ear. “Doesn’t it?
Nitesh saw her body tighten in response.
Lalit reached around and pinched a nipple. “Doesn’t it?” he repeated.
This time, she nodded.
He leaned closer, his lips almost at her ear, but his eyes looked straight at the camera. “Would you like me to fuck your ass?” he asked her softly.
“No!” Nitesh shouted. “No!”
Tanya was softly panting through her nostrils now. Rony had slowed his thrusts until he was barely moving in her, driving her crazy with frustration, and Nitesh could see her hips grinding desperately, needing the friction within her. She shook her head uncertainly, long hair tossing.
“I—I don’t know. I’ve never done it.”
Nitesh saw her glance at the screen. But, of course, no “RED” appeared there telling her to stop. He could almost see it going through her head: ‘Nitesh must think it’s okay….’
“No!” Nitesh said. “No! It’s not okay! I don’t want you to!”
But she kept staring at the screen. And when the word didn’t appear, her eyes gleamed with arousal.
‘She did want it. She just wanted to know I was okay with it.’, thought Nitesh.
She nodded.
“Tell me,” said Lalit. He slowly unfastened his jeans and pushed them down his hips. He actually raised himself up off the bed a little for Nitesh’s benefit, so that Nitesh could see the thick length of him. Nitesh’s eyes bulged. He was at least as big as Rony. She couldn’t take him in her ass!
But Tanya, who couldn’t see his size, pushed her hips back against him. “Yes….” she said softly. “Yes, I think I want to.”
Lalit grinned at Nitesh and then lay down behind her. Her position, with Rony between her thighs, meant she was already spread open for him. Rony stopped thrusting for a second. Lalit grabbed her hip with one hand and took his cock in the other, guiding it to her….
Nitesh saw her eyes widen as she felt the blunt head of him press against her lubricated opening. It must have been the first time she realized how big he was.
“W—Wait,” she gasped.
But Lalit had no intention of waiting. With a final grin over her shoulder at Nitesh, he started to push.
Tanya’s eyes widened and Nitesh almost sobbed. His beautiful wife was about to be fucked by two men at the same time, her innocence lost forever, and there was nothing he could do about it!
“Ah…” Lalit breathed. “God, you’re tight, Tanya. Really tight.” Nitesh saw his hips pressing forward and Tanya gasped. “So tight it’s hard to—”
His hips pressed again.
“S—Stop!” Tanya said in a high voice, her hands clutching at Rony’s back. Rony had stopped thrusting for a second and lay there holding her tightly, kissing her neck.
“Oh, but you don’t really mean that, do you, Tanya?” Lalit’s voice was a low growl. “You want it. Don’t you?”
Nitesh could see Tanya battling with herself, wanting the pleasure but fearful of pain. At last, she nodded.
And he continued. Millimetre by tight millimetre. Nitesh couldn’t see him entering her but, as before, everything he needed to know was written on his wife’s face—every feeling of being stretched, of his hard male flesh forcing its way into her tight, virgin opening. Until at last, with a sudden gasp of “Oh!” Nitesh knew that the head had popped in, and that she’d felt her body close tightly around the slimmer shaft, trapping him there. Nitesh could see her eyes go wide and panicked as her body tried to clamp down, as she realized she was now powerless to keep out the invader, even if she wanted to.
The mood changed.
Rony started to thrust again, and Tanya gasped as Lalit’s cock moved inside her. Nitesh could see Lalit slowly beginning to thrust as well, sinking more and more of his large cock into her.
“Stop!” My fists were balled into fists. “You can’t use her like this!”
Lalit was panting in her ear now. “You’re a filthy little slut, aren’t you?” he breathed.
“W—What?” gasped Tanya.
She was in their power, now—sandwiched between them, without hope of escape, even if she’d wanted to flee…and Nitesh knew that she didn’t. They could dispense with the coaxing and gentleness now, and show their true natures.
“Cheating on your husband,” Rony panted. His naked ass was flexing lewdly now as he began to slam his cock into her. “Two fucking you at once.”
“N—No,” said Tanya. “It’s not like that!” Her eyes were screwed closed, as if to block out their words.
Lalit grunted from behind her. “God, she’s tight.” He made it sound like he was speaking to Rony, but Nitesh knew he intended the words for him.
“Perfect, tight little ass. It’s just made for fucking.”
Tanya thrashed her head against Rony’s shoulder in denial, and then her eyes opened wide as Lalit gave a final grunt and hilted himself inside her. He gave another little jerk of his hips and Nitesh saw Tanya jump at how deep he was. Nitesh knew the two cocks must be rubbing together inside her, separated by only the thinnest of membranes.
“Now,” said Lalit. And curled his fingers around Tanya’s hip, grinning at Nitesh.
‘Please don’t’, Nitesh thought. ‘Please don’t use her like that’. But Nitesh knew it was hopeless.
They began to fuck her, her beautiful body trapped between them as their cocks pumped into her. Thanks to their position on their sides, neither man had to support himself and that meant they had their hands free. Rony reached up and started to squeeze Tanya’s breasts, catching her nipples between fingers and thumbs and jerking them as he thrust. Lalit reached around with one hand, felt between the writhing bodies, and did something close to her groin. Nitesh guessed he was playing with her clit and, when Nitesh heard Tanya’s rising cries, he knew he was right. The pleasure had overtaken any pain, and she was lost in it, spiralling higher and higher….
“She’s going to come for us,” said Rony.
“She’s going to come with a big cock up her ass and another in her pussy,” Lalit told him. “That’s what she needs. That’s always been what she needed. Her husband just didn’t know it.”
Nitesh saw Tanya glance at the screen again. God, it still wouldn’t say “RED.” She must think that her husband was enjoying the whole show, that Nitesh liked seeing her used like this!
Nitesh looked down guiltily at the bulge in my pants.
No.
But as the two men brought her closer and closer to the edge, Nitesh couldn’t help himself. Watching her gasping, panting face, seeing her full breasts roughly squeezed by Rony’s oil-stained fingers, listening to Lalit’s grunts as he stuffed his cock into her tight ass again and again…Nitesh was stroking himself before he even realized he was doing it—slowly at first, and then faster and faster, moving from merely touching myself to actually jacking off.
‘They were fucking her, whether I jacked off to it or not’, Nitesh thought. What harm could it do?
The men thrust harder, faster, Tanya’s delicate body no more than a toy between them, a sex doll to be used for their pleasure.
“I’m going to,” said Lalit tightly. “I’m going to come right up her ass.”
“Me too,” Rony told him. “Good thing you had that shot, huh, Tanya? Or you might go home to hubby with a baby in that tummy.”
Tanya writhed in lust and humiliation, her breathing ragged. But that wasn’t enough for them.
“Tell us,” Lalit said. “Tell us you want to come inside you.”
Nitesh could have wept. They were going to make her beg them to do it, even when they knew she was completely unprotected.
“Yes,” Tanya gasped. “I—I want to feel it. I want to feel you shoot inside me.”
“Both of us?” Rony asked. His thrusts were building to a frenzy.
“B—Both of you,” Tanya panted.
Nitesh couldn’t believe it—this was his wife, his intelligent, shy wife, who had never done anything perverse her entire life, who felt guilty if she so much as stared at a hot guy. How could she ask two men to come inside her?
“Take it,” Lalit told her. “Take it, you dirty. Little. Whore.” He punctuated his cruel words with thrusts and then clutched her tight against him. Tanya cried out, and I knew hot jets of cum must be flooding her ass.
Almost simultaneously, Rony thrust deep inside her and unloaded. Nitesh could see his naked ass clenching again and again as he shot inside her. Nitesh imagined it plastering the entrance to her cervix. She thought she was protected—she didn’t know her body was still on its usual cycle, and that she was just entering her fertile period.
Maybe it was the sensation of it, but Nitesh could see Tanya begin to shudder between them as she, too, reached her peak. Her hands tightened around Rony’s back, her hips rolling against him as he filled her up. And to Nitesh’s shock, he felt himself lurch past the point of no return, too, his own cock jumping and spurting in my hand, some of the cum hitting me on the cheek, He was so unprepared for it.
Both men pressed into her for long minutes as they finished. They slowly withdrew, leaving her sprawled on the bed as they hitched up their jeans. “Good fuck,” Lalit told her. “We’ll have to do that again soon.” He led the way out of her room, and when Rony closed the door behind them Tanya was left lying there on her side, eyes closed. Her legs had flopped together when they’d withdrawn from her, but Nitesh could still see how puffy and slick her pussy lips were, and the white fluid that showed between them.
Nitesh looked down at himself, disgusted. ‘God, had I really jacked off to my wife being fucked? What the hell was wrong with me?’, he said to himself.
Nitesh ran to the bathroom and cleaned himself up, then hurried back to see what Tanya was doing.
She was easing herself off the bed, moving slowly, as if she was sore.
She wrapped a blanket around her almost-naked body and walked carefully over to the desk. Nitesh saw her bite her lip before she maximized the chat window. “Honey?” she asked. “Are you still there?”
There was no reply for a moment. Then Lalit typed ‘Still here! God, that was incredible!’
“You aren’t angry?” Tanya asked in a small voice.
‘No! Not at all! I would have said RED if I wanted you to stop. It was perfect. You were perfect. You’re gorgeous.’
Tanya let out a sigh of relief. “Thank God,” she said. “I thought it went too far. Lalit was….” She shifted uncomfortably in her seat. “Big.”
Nitesh seethed inside, imagining Lalit preening at that comment. ‘They didn’t hurt you, did they?’ he typed.
“No. I’m a little sore. But it was worth it.” She smiled a little. “God, it was unbelievable, when both of them were in me. I’m so glad you’re okay with it. I really wasn’t sure you would be.”
‘Darling, always remember this’. Lalit typed. ‘As long as you’re having fun, I’m okay with it.’
Nitesh watched the words appear with horror. What?!
“Really?” asked Tanya. She bit her lip again. “Are you sure?”
‘Absolutely. I loved It’, typed Lalit. ‘They both seem really good guys.’
“They were a little…cruel.” But she said it with a breathy catch in her voice “Calling me ‘slut’ and things.”
‘But it looked like you enjoyed that’, Lalit typed.
Tanya looked away from the screen for a second, then looked back and nodded. “Yes. I wouldn’t want to admit that to them, but…yes. I did.”
Nitesh groaned inside. She had just admitted it to them! Next time, they’d treat her like a real slut.
“I need to sleep,” Tanya said, and blew me a kiss.
Nitesh sat there after she’d cut the connection, trying to make sense of his feelings. Nitesh was angry…but not with her. Shocked, maybe, that this woman he’d known for so many years had such powerful, hidden urges. He’d always known that she looked at other guys, and when she’d had sex with Rony that first time it had been obvious that she longed to be fucked, and by a cock bigger than mine. But that wasn’t the same as what had just happened.
They’d treated her like their own personal fuck doll, as something to be used, not something to be adored. And she’d liked it.
Nitesh’s guts twisted. When she finally came home, he was going to have to pretend that it had been me behind Lalit’s words, that I’d loved every second of what she’d done. He wasn’t sure if he could do that, even though he knew the truth would devastate her. But what really disturbed him was his own reaction. Nitesh didn’t love it—he hated it—and yet it had made him come harder than anything he’d ever known. How was that possible?
Nitesh was starting to think that he knew himself even less well than he knew his wife.
At that moment, the laptop chimed. An email, and not from Tanya.
From Lalit. ‘Look what I just posted to the forum’, he’d written, together with a link. Nitesh clicked on it, fear clutching at his heart.
Nitesh was right to be afraid. Under the delightful title “Tanya gets two cocks up her,” he’d posted a video of the whole thing. And in the corner of the screen, he’d included the video from my own camera. It showed Nitesh staring in dismay as Rony bent my wife over the desk and fucked her, then his shock as Lalit walked in. Horror as Lalit announced his intention to fuck her ass— “Oh, no—” Nitesh said aloud. “Please, no!” he’d just remembered what he’d done next.
As Rony and Lalit double-fucked his wife, Nitesh saw himself take his hard cock from his pants and begin to stroke himself. Now that he’d seen the other guys’ cocks, his own seemed pitifully small in comparison. Nitesh watched himself jerking off frantically to the sight of other men fucking his wife and then—the ultimate humiliation—his own cum hitting him in the face as he shot.
Just in the time he’d taken to watch the video, there were already five pages of cackling responses from the crew.
His cock’s like a cocktail sausage! Was he really fucking that sweet piece of ass with that?
Holy shit, no wonder she’s fucking around.
He was the weirdest O-face!
And the one that worried me most of all:
He really does get off on her being used. Fuck it, let’s wear the bitch out and give him a thrill.
Nitesh groaned and buried his face in his hands. He’d never felt more humiliated, and now he knew that Lalit would never listen to any of his pleas. Lalit would think now that Nitesh was turned on by the whole thing, that the more he fucked Tanya, the more Nitesh would get off on it…and the worst part was, Nitesh wasn’t sure if he was wrong.
