Adultery Of Fantasies and Hidden Desires

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[itonya]

Update 20
That evening Rony took Tanya to meet Rohit. Rohit was a 30-year-old medical practitioner of and he has been working with the company on a short contract basis. He had his own clinic back in Mumbai. He was friends with Lalit at that’s how he got the recommendation for the job here.

Lalit told him that Tanya would be there and what he needed to do which he reluctantly told yes to. He has read the message boards that these guys were posting on the company dashboard and comments of all the crew members on the island.

When Tanya walked in, he stood up from his chair and said hello to her.

Tanya was visibly nervous as she knew why she was there which mean accepting her infidelity to a stranger.

Rohit saw that she was nervous so he smiled and said “Calm down. Have some water…”

Tanya took the glass of water which Rohit offered and started sipping it. She looked at Rohit who was smiling at her and said “Thanks Dr. Rohit”.

“Just Rohit please”, Rohit quipped flashing his disarming smile.

Tanya smiled back. She took a good look at Rohit. He looked younger than her. He well-built not as packed like the rest of the crew. In short, he was handsome which made her feel more secure in a good way.

When Rohit was sure that Tanya was calm, he said, “So you and Rony. huh”

Tanya could only nod.

“Don’t worry I will ask just some mandatory questions then I will administer the shot. Ok”

Tanya nodded again in reply.

“Is this your first time having sex with someone other than your husband?”, asked Rohit, “you see I have the responsibility of the crew here so I don’t want them catching something from you. So please don’t be offended, it’s just a standard question”

“Yes, this is the first time”, Tanya said understanding the situation.

“Good. By the way I have heard that you are from Mumbai. You see I too have a clinic there. You can come visit me after my contract here ends. Which is in 4 weeks” Rohit said.

He then wen on to ask about her Husband and their relationship. Tanya was no at ease and replying more confidently than before. Rohit took a liking for her and gave her his visiting card.

He then opened the table drawer and hesitated for a few seconds, as if trying to make a decision. He then took a syringe which was all ready to use. He went near her and gave her the shot in the arm.

Tanya was happy and cheerfully said that she will visit him soon. She thanked him and went out of his chamber.

 

[itonya]

Update 21

That evening, Nitesh hoped that Tanya would have changed her mind. But he knew as soon as he saw her on the screen that she intended to sleep with Rony again. She had the short black skirt on again, and the stockings and heels. But this time she had on a strappy top—the sort of thing she might wear to go to a bar. It was silver and covered in sequins, and left a lot of her gorgeous cleavage on display.



“What do you think?” she asked, grinning. “Rony gave it to me as a present. He even figured out what size I was!” She seemed as happy and excitable as a teenager with a new boyfriend.

‘It looks great on you,’ Lalit typed to Tanya.

Then he opened a chat window to Nitesh. ‘It makes her look like a real slut, doesn’t it? I helped Rony pick it out. Didn’t want to waste those great tits.’

Nitesh bit the inside of his cheeks. He didn’t want to give Lalit the satisfaction of yelling.

“Hey, I got the contraception shot,” Tanya said. She turned and showed them her upper arm, where a tiny red spot could be seen. “My arm’s a bit stiff, but otherwise I feel fine. Supposedly there aren’t any side effects, and it starts working immediately.”

‘That’s great!’ Lalit typed.

Then he sent a smiley face to Nitesh’s chat window—one of those ones with a huge grin that almost seems to split its face in half. Happy that now she could fuck Rony again, thought Nitesh.

Tanya started talking about her day. Nitesh listened at first, but that grinning face sat there in the chat window. It bothered him. Why wasn’t Lalit poking fun at him, or urging her to get naked? It was almost like he was staring at Nitesh, waiting for him to cotton on to something. These thoughts raced through Nitesh’s mind while he listened to Tanya.

Nitesh stared at Tanya. She really seemed different—keyed up and enthusiastic. The present would have helped, but it was the shot that had set her mind at ease. Now that she didn’t have to worry about pregnancy, she was happy to continue experimenting. Not just happy—eager.

“It’s so lucky that doctor had the shot on board,” she said happily.

‘Yep’, typed Lalit. ‘We got lucky’.

He didn’t type anything else to Nitesh. That grin just sat there in the chat window, filling his mind. Laughing at him.

…

Oh shit.

“Lalit,” Nitesh said tightly. “The injection the doctor gave Tanya—that’s all real, right?”

He responded instantly, as if he’d been waiting for Nitesh to figure it out. A second grinning face joined the first.

“It’s not real?!” Nitesh asked incredulously.

‘He just gave her a shot of water’, Lalit typed to Nitesh. ‘God, Nitesh, you believed that story? You think we carry women’s contraceptive injections on a fucking island?’

Nitesh thought that Tanya could get pregnant at any time. Only now, she thought she was completely protected. On the screen, she was chatting about her day again, happy and relaxed.

“WHY?!” Nitesh howled. “Why couldn’t Rony just use a condom?”

‘Rony’s kind of old school’, Lalit typed to Nitesh. ‘Doesn’t like them. And it’s not just Rony. Besides, he was serious about there not being any condoms on board. Do you really think we’re going to wait a few days to get them shipped in?’

“But she could get pregnant!” Nitesh’s mind was going back over what Tanya had said the night before. He missed it by a few days. Any day now, she’d be into her fertile period.

And then, Lalit typed the scariest word imaginable. ‘So?’

Nitesh stared at it, feeling like he was going to throw up.

‘It’s not like she’s going to swell up right away, Lalit typed to me. She’ll be well off the island by the time she gets big.’

Lalit’s only concern was he and Rony and the rest of the crew having their fun. If that meant Tanya getting pregnant by some stranger, so be it. Nitesh realized he’d made an assumption, all along. In his world, pregnancy was something to be meticulously planned, and careful timing. He’d forgotten that the guys on the island were very different to Tanya and him and their friends. The guys on the island were all roughnecks: they worked, they drank, they fucked and they slept. Rony and Lalit may have been promoted up the ladder a few times, but that didn’t change the way they thought. Pregnancy was just something that could happen occasionally and the idea that they might wind up father to some kid they’d never meet, thousands of miles away, didn’t bother them at all. Hell, they’d probably find it amusing.

On screen, Tanya reached out and tapped the camera. “Hellooo?” she said. Lalit and Nitesh had both been distracted.

‘Sorry, honey’, Lalit typed to her. ‘Still here’.

Tanya laughed. “Are you watching the TV while you’re talking to me? I wish I could see you, so I could check up on you. This is feeling very one sided.”

‘I do too!’, Nitesh thought desperately. ‘If only she could see me, just once, I could tell her what was going on. She could quit the job, fly home and be in my arms the same day. I just wanted to pull her close and tell her that I loved her, and that I was sorry for ever starting this thing.’

‘I love you’, Lalit typed to her. ‘I would never watch TV while I talked to you. You are the starlight in my heaven.’

Tanya’s eyes lit up. “Honey!” she breathed. “That’s lovely! Thank you!”

‘Ain’t I a charmer?’ Lalit typed to Nitesh. His heart ached as if he was squeezing it in his fist. They have stolen his wife’s body from him and now Lalit was even stealing her emotions.

Tanya settled back in her chair. She’d been flattered by the present, her only concern had been taken away and now she’d been romanced. She was like putty in his hands.

So, Lalit typed to her. ‘Tonight….’

Tanya bit her lip. “Do you want me to bring Rony over again?”

“No!” Nitesh yelled, unable to help himself. The idea of Rony fucking her again while he watched was almost too much to bear.

‘Yes’, typed Lalit. ‘It’ll be great.’

Tanya squirmed in her chair. “You know, I have to admit…Last time, when he did it without a condom, I knew something was different but I was so wrapped up in what was happening that I didn’t make the connection. We’ve got to try it, Nitesh, when I get home. Seriously, it’s incredible—it feels so hot, and raw—we’ve been missing out, using condoms all the time.”

‘I can’t wait’, Lalit typed to her.

Nitesh stood up and kicked a chair across the room. By the time she got home, she could very well be pregnant! And Lalit’s ‘I can’t wait’—was that just Lalit pretending to be him, or was there a second meaning there meant for me and me alone? Was he intending to fuck her, too, at some point… without a condom?

“Do you think I should put on more make-up?” Tanya asked.

‘Yes’, Lalit typed to her. Then, to Nitesh, he typed: ‘I like it when she looks like a whore, don’t you? There’s something about an intelligent woman parading herself around like a bimbo….’

Nitesh screamed at the screen.

‘Temper, temper, Nitesh’, Lalit warned Nitesh.

Tanya put on more lipstick and eye-liner. Then she minimized the chat window and went to the door. Nitesh and Lalit watched as she took a couple of deep breaths, and then she stepped out into the corridor.

They sat there stewing as they waited for her to return. When she did, she was leading Rony by the hand. Rony had a smug grin on his face, and he made sure to smile straight at the camera.

Nitesh could tell Tanya was a little nervous…but a little excited, too. He could see it in her flushed cheeks, in the way she couldn’t keep still. “So,” she said, eying the bottle of wine in Rony’s hand. “Do you want to pour a glass, or—”

Rony pushed the door most of the way closed, slammed the bottle of wine down on the desk so hard that it might break and then grabbed Tanya around the waist. She let out a delighted little shriek as his hands closed on her, and a stab of jealousy ran through Nitesh.



Rony pushed her up against a wall, kissing her savagely—almost violently. She panted through his kisses, mouth open and lips shining. His hands worked their way up from her waist to her breasts, first crushing her firm orbs through her silver top, then pushing it up to expose her bra. He spun her around and pulled her back against his chest, dragging the top up and over her head and tossing it away, craning down to nibble on her neck as he whispered in her ear.



“Little slut. Inviting me back here in that top and this skirt while your husband thinks you’re sitting here working. You know exactly what you want, don’t you?” And Nitesh saw him hump his crotch against her ass.

She groaned and rolled her hips back against him. Nitesh felt suddenly ill.



Rony licked her neck. His hands were squeezing her breasts through her bra. “Your husband thinks you’re all innocent…but here you are tempting another man into fucking you.” He undid the clasp of her bra and pushed it off her shoulders, laying hard kisses across her naked back. His hands came up to capture her bare breasts, the soft flesh bulging as he squeezed it, and she whimpered low in her throat with need. “Tell me why you want to get fucked by another man,” he said.

Nitesh saw Tanya’s eyes flick to the laptop. She knew her husband was watching, but not that Rony knew, too.

“I…I don’t want to,” she told him, still keeping up the pretense that this was an affair. “I just need to…he’s so far away. I don’t want to hurt him.”



Rony started to stroke her nipples with his thumbs, drawing them quickly up into hardness. “Bullshit. You don’t give a shit about him. As soon as you got aboard, you saw your chance to have some fun.” He leaned closer to whisper in her ear. “He doesn’t do it for you, does he? You need something more.”

Tanya closed her eyes. Nitesh waited for her to argue with him. He knew she wouldn’t tell Rony the truth—that he’d talked her into it—but he thought she’d keep protesting. After all, she was only doing this because of “their” sex game…right?

She went quiet, writhing in his hands as he roughly massaged her breasts, but he wouldn’t let it go.

“You want something more, don’t you?” he asked. “You want to be fucked like a dirty little slut.”

She writhed again, eyes still closed, and gave what might have been a tiny nod one Nitesh wasn’t intended to see.

But that wasn’t enough for him. “Don’t you?” he demanded.

She hesitated. Her eyes were still closed, but Nitesh saw her turn her head guiltily away from the camera, as if she couldn’t meet my eyes. “Yes,” she moaned.

Rony pushed her forward, towards the camera, and she caught herself on the edge of the desk. He grabbed the hem of her skirt and jerked it up over her ass.

Then he kicked her thighs apart.

Tanya’s eyes flew open as she realized what he intended to do.

”N— Not like this,” she begged. “On the bed.”



Rony ignored her. He grabbed something behind her and Nitesh saw her eyes widen. There was a sudden tearing sound, and Nitesh realized he’d ripped off her panties. He thrust a hand between her thighs, stroking over the lips of her pussy, and her knees weakened, dropping her a little lower. She was leaning right over the laptop, giving me a great view of her hanging breasts, his hand on her pussy and, behind her, his gloating, panting face.



Nitesh saw her hips begin to churn and buck as he rubbed at her, one fingertip on her clit while the others rubbed at her lips, gradually spreading her open.

Tanya’s breathing grew laboured, and as she stared into the camera with big, helpless eyes, Nitesh knew he already had her trembling on the edge of an orgasm.

“You’re a filthy little whore,” Rony told her. “Cheating on your husband. Aren’t you?”

Sick terror clutched Nitesh. ‘No! It’s all my doing—or at least, she thinks It is! She’s not cheating on me!’, He thought.

“…yes,” groaned Tanya. Her eyes looked directly into the camera for a second with a look that said I’m sorry. Nitesh leaned forward in his seat, his face almost touching hers despite the thousands of miles between them. His wife had somehow slipped from pretending to cheat on him to actually cheating on him…and there was nothing he could do about it.

Nitesh saw her glance down at the bottom of the screen. He realized she was watching to see if the word “RED” would appear.

“Type ‘RED’!” Nitesh shouted to Lalit. “Type ‘RED’ or she’s going to think —” he trailed off.

‘She’ll think that you like her cheating’, Lalit typed to me.

Nitesh helplessly shook his head. “This isn’t fair,” he told Lalit. “I’m not—I don’t enjoy it!”

‘Your cock says otherwise’, Lalit pointed out.



Nitesh looked down. his cock was painfully hard. The sight of his wife, bent over and gasping, legs spread, a stranger rubbing her pussy while she admitted how much she wanted to cheat on me…it was working magic on his brain, turning him into something he swore he wasn’t.

“Stop this!” Nitesh shouted.

‘No’, typed Lalit.

Tanya had started to moan, and the moans were getting higher and higher, closer and closer together. Rony’s skilled fingers were taking her right to the edge….



And then he stopped, and brought his hand around in front of her. He showed his glistening fingers—ostensibly to her, but Nitesh knew his real intended audience was him. He wanted to show Nitesh just how wet Tanya was for him, and Nitesh gritted his teeth in response.

Nitesh heard his belt buckle open and Tanya tensed as she sensed what was next. Rony stepped back a little and Nitesh realized he was making sure they got a good look at the erect cock that would soon be plunging into her. Naked.



“Please,” Nitesh begged Lalit. “She’ll get pregnant!”

‘LOL’, typed Lalit.

“Here it comes,” Rony told Tanya. “Here comes the big cock you’ve been waiting for, you stuck-up bitch.”

Nitesh saw Tanya gasp as the words hit her. She’s always been very proud of how well she communicates with the tough, working men she visits. Nitesh knew that discovering they thought of her as stuck up, or haughty, would bother her…and the idea that Rony was getting off on fucking her because of that status…. She closed her eyes again and writhed.

He was humiliating her, and she was loving it.

And then Rony moved in close behind her and Nitesh saw her mouth drop open. Rony must have seated the head of his cock at her pussy lips, ready to penetrate. His hands came around and grabbed her breasts as they hung down, squeezing and rubbing. “Here it comes,” he told her. “Here it comes.”



His hips lunged forward and she groaned long and hard as he filled her.

He started to thrust immediately, fast strokes that Nitesh could hear as wet slaps of skin on skin. Tanya’s breasts bounced in his hands as she was pounded against the desk. “God….” she moaned.



Rony’s face was triumphant now as he pumped at her. And Nitesh realized why he’d wanted her positioned like this. It was so that he could grin into the camera—at Nitesh. He got to watch the face of the man fucking my wife.

 

[itonya]

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.

 

[itonya]

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.

 

[itonya]

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.

 

[itonya]

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.