Adultery Of Fantasies and Hidden Desires
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Update 26
Nitesh found a bottle of whisky and slumped down on the couch, staring at the wall. Occasionally, he’d glance up at the clock. The party was supposed to kick off in thirty minutes, at eight.
He said to himself “How had our lives gone so badly wrong? How had we gone from being a happy, faithful couple to this? Just weeks before, I was the only man who’d seen her body naked since we got married. Now, at least fourteen men had seen her shower, strip and fuck two men at once. And if they’d forwarded the pictures on to their friends back on shore, or posted them on the internet”… He felt sick in his stomach.
He knew that It was all his fault. If he hadn’t got her to tease Rony, that first day….
Maybe Lalit had always intended to play this trick on them, but if Nitesh hadn’t acted that way in the first place, Tanya never would have believed that it was her husband encouraging her to do these things—she would have demanded to actually see Nitesh or hear him before she went too far.
And had their lives really been so perfect, before this began? Sure, they’d been happy, but their sex lives hadn’t been great. Nitesh has always known that Tanya was more adventurous than him. Now, just at the time he’d realized that he liked seeing her with other men, that kink had been twisted and used against him. Why couldn’t he just have been honest with her? They could have had some nice, safe threesome in their own house, with a trusted guy who wore a condom. Now she was going to be used like a piece of meat by a whole group of guys…and Nitesh wasn’t even going to see it.
Nitesh’s eyes went to the broken laptop on the floor. It was ten to eight.
No. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t watch that happen to her. He imagined them all clustered around her defenceless, nude body, the lamb among the wolves. He wouldn’t be able to bear it.
But…could he not watch? Could he really bear to not know what happened to her? He likely wouldn’t get to speak to her again until she began the journey home—it would be a full day before she could describe it to him.
And—Nitesh’s guts clenched tight—what if she lied? If she said nothing happened, would he believe her? He’d never know if she was lying…and that would drive a wedge between them.
Five to eight.
Nitesh dived at the laptop, praying it still worked. The screen had a long crack right across it, and flopped back against the table, its hinges broken. But the internals seemed to still work—the battery had come loose when he threw it, which is why the screen had gone dark. With that back in place and with a pile of books propping up the screen, he managed to get it to boot up.
Seconds later, Nitesh got an incoming video call from Lalit. He was in a room Nitesh didn’t recognize.
“I thought you weren’t going to join us,” he said, grinning. “Let me show you around.”
He rotated the laptop in his arms. It was clearly the break room, where the crew chilled out between shifts. There was a pool table, a couple of ancient arcade machines, a big TV and a mini kitchen area for snacks. The kitchen area was separated from the main area by a breakfast bar. Some cupboards overhung the bar where it joined the wall, creating a little cubbyhole of darkness. It was into this that Lalit pushed the laptop, angling it so that its screen—and camera—were pointing along the length of the breakfast bar. In the darkness, it would probably be invisible.
Lalit bent over the breakfast bar and slapped its polished surface. “This is going to be ground zero,” he told Nitesh. “So, you should have a great view.”
Since it was Lalit and not Tanya, Nitesh was talking to, he could see and hear Nitesh. Nitesh leaned in close to his own laptop. “Lalit, please! Don’t do this! She’s, my wife!”
He sighed. “Well Nitesh, she is…but you haven’t been taking very good care of her, have you? You just couldn’t keep her happy with that pathetic cock of yours. I think that’s probably why she took this job. She must have known that with all these real men around, she’d get some action eventually. She was planning on cheating on you from the start.”
Nitesh’s face burned. He thought. ‘No! It wasn’t true! I’d led her into the whole thing!’
Lalit sighed, as if worried. “Of course, tomorrow we have to send her back to you. How will she cope with your little wiener now that she’s felt a real cock?” He pursed his lips and shook his head. “But don’t worry, Nitesh. We all like Tanya and we want her to be happy. So tonight, we’re going to try to stock her up for her long dry spell. We’ll give her so much cock tonight, maybe she’ll stay satisfied until she can come back and visit us.”
“No!” Nitesh put his face right up to the camera. “Lalit, no! You can’t! She’s not like that! She’s not some…slut!”
Lalit smirked. “She is now, Nitesh.”
Nitesh started to speak again, but Lalit did something to the laptop and Nitesh saw the breakfast bar grow a little dimmer as the light spilling from the laptop screen faded. Lalit had dimmed the screen, and presumably muted Nitesh, too. As usual, Nitesh could watch but not respond. And this time, Tanya had no idea the laptop was even there—she wouldn’t glance his way. Nitesh was reduced to just a fly on the wall.
Nitesh watched Lalit as he walked out of view. The camera was wide angle enough for Nitesh to see a little of the room and Nitesh watched as he quickly hung some streamers and turned off most of the lights. The finishing touch was a cheap, tacky disco lighting ball that he set on a table in the middle of the room. It threw slow–moving orange, green and purple circles of light on the walls and ceiling and gave the place the atmosphere of a low-rent nightclub.
The crew started to arrive, and as Nitesh expected Rony had managed to smuggle several cases of beer to the island. He’d even chilled them. As the room filled up with men, every one of them grabbed a cold can and started draining it. They’d been starved of alcohol for weeks and it showed.
When Tanya arrived, she laughed and almost clapped her hands when she saw the effort they’d gone to. She actually went up to one guy—a big, black guy with huge biceps who Nitesh recognized from the photos she’d shown him—and hugged him like an old friend. Panic rose inside Nitesh. She thought these men were all her buddies. She didn’t know that they’d all been lusting after her for weeks, watching videos of her naked and fucking night after night. She didn’t realize that she was going to be the entertainment!
Someone put a beer into her hand, and Nitesh wondered if the plan was to get her drunk. But she only sipped at it and, as the night wore on, Nitesh realized that they might not need to. The excitement of being released from her guilt—having a free pass, supposedly from her loving husband—combined with the party mood and even, perversely, the knowledge that she’d soon be going home to her husband…it was all combining to leave her high and flighty, like a giggly teenager. Nitesh could see it in the way she touched them, always slapping their shoulders as they told a joke or brushing imaginary dirt from their chests as she looked up at them. For all her hesitation before, she didn’t seem to be at all concerned about the amount of skin she was showing.
Nitesh’s mind began to play tricks on him. Was this the way she’d been the entire time, when he hadn’t been watching? Was it the innocent, shy Tanya who’d been the illusion, and not the temptress? There was no way of telling.
And then someone put on some music, and Rony grabbed her hand and pulled her into a dance.
She protested at first, but it was half-hearted. She moved with him, their bodies finding the rhythm together, and for the first track it was quite innocent. Then the next track came on and it was slower and sultrier.
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By now the whole crew were dancing, although for most of the guys that meant standing and swaying slightly, beer in hand, as they ogled Tanya.
Tanya put her hands up over her head and started to writhe and twist to the music, eyes half closed. Her breasts strained at the tight material of the dress and the curves of her ass were clearly visible through the thin fabric.
Rony stepped back a little and Lalit moved to take his place. With her eyes half closed, she didn’t notice until he caressed her cheek with one finger. Then she looked uncomfortable and looked around her, muttering something to him. Thanks to the music, Nitesh couldn’t hear what it was but it looked like it might have been: Not here.
Lalit put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. He whispered something in her ear and shrugged his shoulders. It’s your last night, Nitesh imagined him saying. No one cares.
And Nitesh could almost see Tanya thinking it through in her head. When she looked around her, all she saw were her friends. The smiling, gorgeous, muscled men who’d worked alongside her for weeks. Everyone dancing and having a good time. So, what if they saw her flirting with Lalit a little?
She’d be gone the next morning.
So, she stepped closer to Lalit, allowing him to pull her tight against him, their bodies moving as one. His hands slid up and down her back and she snuggled in to him, her breasts rubbing his chest. Rony moved in behind her. By the end of the next track, he was dancing right up against her back, his crotch rubbing against her ass.
On the next track, Lalit kissed her. She looked uncomfortable at first, glancing around at the crew. But when no one said anything, she returned the kiss. Within seconds, Nitesh could see her cheeks moving as their tongues slid into each other’s mouths. The men around them pressed closer, sensing that their time was coming.
Nitesh couldn’t see exactly what happened next. He knew that they were pressed in all around her, a sea of men, and that hands were reaching for her. Nitesh imagined them caressing her tight ass through the dress, sliding up her sides to cup her breasts. He thought he saw two men kissing her exposed neck from opposite sides. He imagined she protested but, as one man stepped aside for a second, Nitesh saw Lalit whispering in her ear again. And then, very clearly, Nitesh saw her nod.
Almost immediately, Lalit pushed the top of her dress down below her breasts. Nitesh could almost hear the intake of breath from all the men as the breasts they’d only seen on their screens were finally revealed, real and warm and touchably close. And touch them they did, hands from all sides reaching in to rub and stroke and gently pinch nipples. Moments later, a mouth was on each breast. Their pace was cautious and measured and Tanya’s eyes were closed. She was still moving a little to the music and I think she’d almost slipped off into fantasy land, lost in all the male attention. The crew seemed to be trying hard not to spook her, making sure she slid smoothly down into the darkness, past the point of no return.
Lalit gently turned her around and one guy—the darker tone guy she’d hugged before—kneel down in front of her. She even really knew he was there—two men were licking her breasts and Lalit and Rony were kissing her neck from behind. The guy slowly tugged her dress up over her hips, baring her naked pussy, she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Stop,” Nitesh begged, thousands of miles away and helpless. “Stop this now!”
But he had to watch as the guy leaned in and pressed his face between her legs, using his elbows to spread her knees for him. The men closed in around her after that. But he stayed there in front of her for several minutes eating her pussy and driving his tongue into her wet and willing hole. The action through her face as she squirmed and reddened and panted and finally cried out, long and high, as he tongued her to her first climax.
Things spiralled rapidly out of control.
Lalit lifted her and carried her to the breakfast bar, sitting her down on the edge and then tipping her back so that she lay across it. It was narrow, and Nitesh wondered why he didn’t lie her lengthways. The way she was, her head wasn’t supported—she had to hold it up or it rolled back over the edge. And her long legs hung over the other side, her naked groin resting right on the edge.
Lalit unfastened his jeans. His seniority obviously got him first turn. Nitesh wondered if Tanya realized that he was only going to be her first.
Nitesh was looking at them from the side, with a perfect view of Tanya’s outstretched body and Lalit as he stepped between her thighs. Nitesh saw his cock, hard and ready, slap her thigh and saw her groan in response. Nitesh could see her pussy lips, shining wetly in the dim light of the room. And then Nitesh saw her arch her back and cry out as Lalit plunged into her.
Unlike before, Tanya had no idea Nitesh was watching. She had no reason to glance into the darkness under the cupboards, but Lalit did. He stared at the screen for a second as he began to thrust, and then he looked meaningfully at the men around them. “I’m going to fuck her”, he bellowed,” and then we all are.”
The counter was at waist height, and it was easy for Lalit to pound into her, his stiff cock gleaming as it slid into her tight body. She groaned and writhed on the counter, her breath coming faster—now that she was so much closer, her voices can be heard even over the music. Two guys leaned in from the side and started to caress her naked breasts, and she moaned.
Lalit wanted something more, though, and suddenly lifted her legs high in the air, pressing them almost together and resting them on his shoulders so that she was bent up into an “L” shape. He started pounding her again, and in this position he could go deeper. She started to cry out, the head of that long cock hitting her very limits…pressing again and again against the opening to her cervix. Lalit’s balls, heavy and swinging beneath his cock. This was when it would happen. It had been risky before, but now her body was at its most fertile.
Tanya was starting to pant, her eyes closed. She’d forgotten about just how many guys were around her—either she was blocking it out from the humiliation of being taken in front of them, or she was just too focused on the pleasure Lalit was giving her. When Rony put a hand on her chin and gently tipped her head back, until he had her head all the way back, her hair pressing against the side of the counter. And then he unfastened his jeans.
Suddenly, her position on the counter made sense.
Nitesh jumped up out of his chair. “No!” No one could hear Nitesh, but he couldn’t keep quiet. “You can’t—Don’t!” Nitesh had seen her take Lalit and Rony at the same time before, but this was different. Something about her position, the way Lalit had her bent, the way her head was upside-down.
They’d turned her into a fuck toy for their use.
The first Tanya knew of it was when she felt the head of Rony’s cock brush her soft lips. Her eyes opened and she looked uncertain, but the men caressing her breasts started pinching her nipples, and then Lalit reached around her upraised legs and started to slowly rub her clit. She arched her back in pleasure, and her mouth opened wide to take Rony in.
Immediately, he was sliding into her upside-down mouth, her tongue caressing the top of his cock instead of the underside. He moved slowly—slower than expected.
With her head tipped right back, he had a straight line into her throat. He was going all the way down.
Rony’s cock hit the back of her mouth. Her cheeks were already moving, her tongue working at his cock, but as he reached that point she went still. she gave a kind of warning groan.
And Rony smiled.
And push forward.
She bucked under him, her hands coming up to flail in the air. Her throat spasm as she gagged on the head of his cock.
“No!” Nitesh shouted. “You can’t do that! She’s my wife!”
But Rony simply ignored her struggles, and her back arched in shock as his cock plunged into her throat. Inch after thick inch disappeared between her soft lips, until his groin was pressed tight against her nose. The men watching were clustered close, now, craning over each other’s shoulders to see.
Rony stayed there, not moving, and Tanya’s struggles gradually stopped. She was still breathing, so there must have been just enough room around his cock to suck air into her lungs.
Lalit’s thrusts were getting faster, his hips slapping against her upraised ass. He started to play with her clit again, two fingers rubbing up and down the sides of the hood, and Tanya squirmed around him, twisting her hips and pushing back against him. Slowly, her mouth come to life again, her cheeks hollowing as she started to suck on Rony’s cock. He began to move as well, not drawing all the way out of her throat but moving slowly within it.
After a moment or two, Tanya seemed to relax, her eyes fluttering closed again. With one cock pumping steadily into her moist pussy, another slowly fucking her throat and two men caressing her breasts, she gave herself up to it, passively submitting to them. And Nitesh could see why—he’d watched her often enough, both at home with him and over the last few weeks, to know the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. From the way she was starting to tremble, it was going to be a big one when it arrived. Nitesh dreaded to think what effect it would have on the men around her, to see her shudder and clench and writhe in ecstasy.
Both men were moving faster, now. Lalit was thrusting into her hard, pushing her legs back so that they were beyond vertical, his face taut with the effort of holding back. Rony was fucking her face. There was no other phrase to describe it. His hips were lunging at her mouth, his shining cock pumping in and out between her stretched lips. It wasn’t loving or gentle…and yet as Nitesh watched, Tanya started to writhe.
“She likes it,” one guy said.
“She fucking loves it,” another answered.
Nitesh wanted to deny it. he wanted to smash the laptop and make sure it was destroyed, this time. But he could hear her moaning around the cock in her mouth, see how hard her nipples had become under their fingers, hear her wetness as Lalit drove into her. His wife was loving what they were doing to her.
Nitesh realized he was rubbing himself through my jeans.
God, no. Not while they were doing this to her!
And then Lalit groaned and pushed in so deep that Tanya gave a little jerk. He was deliberately going as deep as he could. Nitesh could imagine that thick, rubbery head nestled right up against her delicate wall, the tip poking against the tiny, secret hole that led to her womb….
He gave a growl of victory and his hips jerked. Tanya bucked and thrashed in pleasure as she felt the thick spurts against her sensitive membrane, relishing the sensation because she thought she was protected.
But Nitesh knew better…and so did Lalit. When he slowly pulled out of her, he made sure to glance at the laptop. His sneer was forever burned into Nitesh’s mind, along with the sight of his cum trickling from between my wife’s soft, pink pussy lips.
She went to lower her legs, but before she could two big, dark hands grabbed her ankles. I saw her tense in shock—perhaps her first realization that it wasn’t going to be just Lalit who fucked her. At that moment, Rony grunted and went still, his groin right up against her face. Tanya shuddered and writhed, and it took me a second to work out that he was coming while buried deep in her throat, the warm liquid shooting straight down towards her stomach and giving her no choice but to swallow.
He withdrew, his sticky cock slapping against her lips, and immediately Tanya raised her head to see who was standing in front of her. She was just in time to see the dark guy who’d gone down on her lowering his jeans.
She swallowed, trying to speak. “I—God, I—I’m not—” She looked around her at the gathered men. “I’m not like that.”
Lalit was fastening up his jeans. “Yes, you are, Tanya.”
Rony traced her lips with his fingers. “Tell us you don’t want it.”
She opened her mouth to speak, and then hesitated. I could see the line of her gaze, and it ended in the throbbing black cock that was pointing straight at her pussy. “I—” She went quiet.
“That’s what I thought. Slut.” And Rony pushed another man towards her mouth. Her head was already being tipped back to take the next cock when the black guy entered her.
It became a procession. A man would finish in her pussy and as soon as he’d withdrawn, another would take his place. Her mouth was never empty, her lips and cheeks shining with cum. Her breasts soon bore red handprints from squeezing hands and pinching fingers. Her legs must have ached from being pointed up to the ceiling for so long.
After a half hour, they turned her over. Her dress was just a stained wad of fabric around her waist by now, so they stripped it off her. Naked except for her shoes, they bent her over the counter, letting her head project off the far side so that she could suck one man while another fucked her. Another few took her like that, and then the first man chose to take her ass, instead.
When she felt the lube at her anus, she tried to turn her head—perhaps to protest, perhaps to see who it was. But her mouth was wrapped around a hard shaft, and within seconds the man had pushed his way inside her and was slowly filling her, and she gradually began to push her hips back against him while grinding her clit against the counter. She came again while he fucked her, her mouth free of cock for a moment, her high cries echoing around the room.
After that, everyone wanted to fuck her there.
They made her kneel on the floor, at one point, as they surrounded her. They seemed to be getting her to suck them hard again, dragging her from one cock to another. Then they lifted her onto the pool table and I could see nothing until Lalit thoughtfully turned the laptop around. She was kneeling atop one man, his cock thrusting up into her pussy. Another man was in her ass and a third knelt next to them, twisting her head to the side so that she could suck his cock.
That was when Nitesh came—watching his wife take three cocks at once. His shame was almost as strong as his lust as the orgasm hit him. Almost.
When they’d finished, they left her lying on the pool table. Her breasts and face shone where men had shot their loads across them rather than waiting for their turn. Thick, white cum oozed from her pussy and ass, trickling down her thighs. Nitesh had lost count of how many men had shot inside her pussy, but he knew it was at least six.
The last thing Nitesh saw, as Lalit shut the lid of the laptop and cut off his view, was Tanya raising her head to look disbelievingly down at her naked body. Asking herself, perhaps, what she’d become.
Nitesh looked down at himself, at his limp cock sticky against his thigh, and asked himself the same question.
***
Tanya arrived home the next day. She was full of smiles and hugs and talked excitedly about the things she’d done on the island…but she never mentioned her going away party. And Nitesh couldn’t tell her he knew, without explaining about Lalit’s tricks and everything that had gone on behind the scenes. Nitesh would have had to tell her that she’d been talking to a virtual stranger the whole time, that she’d done all of those things without my okay…and just as Lalit had said, that would have killed her.
Nitesh couldn’t tell her that he’d watched her be gang banged. Or that he’d watched the video Lalit had posted on the hidden forum again and again the next day. He expected Lalit to cut off Nitesh’s access as soon as Tanya was gone but, oddly, he didn’t. Nitesh also got to read all the comments from the crew the next morning. All of them wanted to know when they could get a new female guest, with an equally stupid husband.
A few weeks went by. Their sex life was…different. Not worse, but not better, either. In theory, Nitesh knew what Tanya wanted. The problem was that je still couldn’t give it to her—he was okay with seeing her treated like a slut by other men—loved it, in fact. But he couldn’t do that to her himself, however hard he tried. It just wasn’t in his personality.
Worse, Tanya now believed that there were no limits on her as far as cheating went. She was eager to start introducing new men into their bedroom, and when she began to consider her next work assignment there wasn’t even a discussion about Nitesh coming with her—he’d stay at home and watch. Of course, this time there’d be no Lalit—it really would be Nitesh on the other end of the line. But the damage was done—Nitesh couldn’t now reign her back in without giving her an explanation and that would mean the truth would have to come out. he’d thought that Lalit was making him a cuckold for as long as Tanya was on the island, but what he’d actually done was much cleverer—he’d made Nitesh a cuckold for life.
The other side of it was me coming to terms with my own nature. Nitesh hated the idea of Tanya thinking that he liked seeing her with other men, but Nitesh couldn’t deny it was true. He’d been conflicted the whole time she was on the island, caught between humiliation and arousal; now, he was forced to accept his role and he knew he’d be humiliated and aroused in equal measure.
Nitesh just didn’t have a choice, anymore, in how far things went.
Nitesh found a bottle of whisky and slumped down on the couch, staring at the wall. Occasionally, he’d glance up at the clock. The party was supposed to kick off in thirty minutes, at eight.
He said to himself “How had our lives gone so badly wrong? How had we gone from being a happy, faithful couple to this? Just weeks before, I was the only man who’d seen her body naked since we got married. Now, at least fourteen men had seen her shower, strip and fuck two men at once. And if they’d forwarded the pictures on to their friends back on shore, or posted them on the internet”… He felt sick in his stomach.
He knew that It was all his fault. If he hadn’t got her to tease Rony, that first day….
Maybe Lalit had always intended to play this trick on them, but if Nitesh hadn’t acted that way in the first place, Tanya never would have believed that it was her husband encouraging her to do these things—she would have demanded to actually see Nitesh or hear him before she went too far.
And had their lives really been so perfect, before this began? Sure, they’d been happy, but their sex lives hadn’t been great. Nitesh has always known that Tanya was more adventurous than him. Now, just at the time he’d realized that he liked seeing her with other men, that kink had been twisted and used against him. Why couldn’t he just have been honest with her? They could have had some nice, safe threesome in their own house, with a trusted guy who wore a condom. Now she was going to be used like a piece of meat by a whole group of guys…and Nitesh wasn’t even going to see it.
Nitesh’s eyes went to the broken laptop on the floor. It was ten to eight.
No. He couldn’t. He wouldn’t watch that happen to her. He imagined them all clustered around her defenceless, nude body, the lamb among the wolves. He wouldn’t be able to bear it.
But…could he not watch? Could he really bear to not know what happened to her? He likely wouldn’t get to speak to her again until she began the journey home—it would be a full day before she could describe it to him.
And—Nitesh’s guts clenched tight—what if she lied? If she said nothing happened, would he believe her? He’d never know if she was lying…and that would drive a wedge between them.
Five to eight.
Nitesh dived at the laptop, praying it still worked. The screen had a long crack right across it, and flopped back against the table, its hinges broken. But the internals seemed to still work—the battery had come loose when he threw it, which is why the screen had gone dark. With that back in place and with a pile of books propping up the screen, he managed to get it to boot up.
Seconds later, Nitesh got an incoming video call from Lalit. He was in a room Nitesh didn’t recognize.
“I thought you weren’t going to join us,” he said, grinning. “Let me show you around.”
He rotated the laptop in his arms. It was clearly the break room, where the crew chilled out between shifts. There was a pool table, a couple of ancient arcade machines, a big TV and a mini kitchen area for snacks. The kitchen area was separated from the main area by a breakfast bar. Some cupboards overhung the bar where it joined the wall, creating a little cubbyhole of darkness. It was into this that Lalit pushed the laptop, angling it so that its screen—and camera—were pointing along the length of the breakfast bar. In the darkness, it would probably be invisible.
Lalit bent over the breakfast bar and slapped its polished surface. “This is going to be ground zero,” he told Nitesh. “So, you should have a great view.”
Since it was Lalit and not Tanya, Nitesh was talking to, he could see and hear Nitesh. Nitesh leaned in close to his own laptop. “Lalit, please! Don’t do this! She’s, my wife!”
He sighed. “Well Nitesh, she is…but you haven’t been taking very good care of her, have you? You just couldn’t keep her happy with that pathetic cock of yours. I think that’s probably why she took this job. She must have known that with all these real men around, she’d get some action eventually. She was planning on cheating on you from the start.”
Nitesh’s face burned. He thought. ‘No! It wasn’t true! I’d led her into the whole thing!’
Lalit sighed, as if worried. “Of course, tomorrow we have to send her back to you. How will she cope with your little wiener now that she’s felt a real cock?” He pursed his lips and shook his head. “But don’t worry, Nitesh. We all like Tanya and we want her to be happy. So tonight, we’re going to try to stock her up for her long dry spell. We’ll give her so much cock tonight, maybe she’ll stay satisfied until she can come back and visit us.”
“No!” Nitesh put his face right up to the camera. “Lalit, no! You can’t! She’s not like that! She’s not some…slut!”
Lalit smirked. “She is now, Nitesh.”
Nitesh started to speak again, but Lalit did something to the laptop and Nitesh saw the breakfast bar grow a little dimmer as the light spilling from the laptop screen faded. Lalit had dimmed the screen, and presumably muted Nitesh, too. As usual, Nitesh could watch but not respond. And this time, Tanya had no idea the laptop was even there—she wouldn’t glance his way. Nitesh was reduced to just a fly on the wall.
Nitesh watched Lalit as he walked out of view. The camera was wide angle enough for Nitesh to see a little of the room and Nitesh watched as he quickly hung some streamers and turned off most of the lights. The finishing touch was a cheap, tacky disco lighting ball that he set on a table in the middle of the room. It threw slow–moving orange, green and purple circles of light on the walls and ceiling and gave the place the atmosphere of a low-rent nightclub.
The crew started to arrive, and as Nitesh expected Rony had managed to smuggle several cases of beer to the island. He’d even chilled them. As the room filled up with men, every one of them grabbed a cold can and started draining it. They’d been starved of alcohol for weeks and it showed.
When Tanya arrived, she laughed and almost clapped her hands when she saw the effort they’d gone to. She actually went up to one guy—a big, black guy with huge biceps who Nitesh recognized from the photos she’d shown him—and hugged him like an old friend. Panic rose inside Nitesh. She thought these men were all her buddies. She didn’t know that they’d all been lusting after her for weeks, watching videos of her naked and fucking night after night. She didn’t realize that she was going to be the entertainment!
Someone put a beer into her hand, and Nitesh wondered if the plan was to get her drunk. But she only sipped at it and, as the night wore on, Nitesh realized that they might not need to. The excitement of being released from her guilt—having a free pass, supposedly from her loving husband—combined with the party mood and even, perversely, the knowledge that she’d soon be going home to her husband…it was all combining to leave her high and flighty, like a giggly teenager. Nitesh could see it in the way she touched them, always slapping their shoulders as they told a joke or brushing imaginary dirt from their chests as she looked up at them. For all her hesitation before, she didn’t seem to be at all concerned about the amount of skin she was showing.
Nitesh’s mind began to play tricks on him. Was this the way she’d been the entire time, when he hadn’t been watching? Was it the innocent, shy Tanya who’d been the illusion, and not the temptress? There was no way of telling.
And then someone put on some music, and Rony grabbed her hand and pulled her into a dance.
She protested at first, but it was half-hearted. She moved with him, their bodies finding the rhythm together, and for the first track it was quite innocent. Then the next track came on and it was slower and sultrier.
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By now the whole crew were dancing, although for most of the guys that meant standing and swaying slightly, beer in hand, as they ogled Tanya.
Tanya put her hands up over her head and started to writhe and twist to the music, eyes half closed. Her breasts strained at the tight material of the dress and the curves of her ass were clearly visible through the thin fabric.
Rony stepped back a little and Lalit moved to take his place. With her eyes half closed, she didn’t notice until he caressed her cheek with one finger. Then she looked uncomfortable and looked around her, muttering something to him. Thanks to the music, Nitesh couldn’t hear what it was but it looked like it might have been: Not here.
Lalit put his hands on her waist and pulled her closer. He whispered something in her ear and shrugged his shoulders. It’s your last night, Nitesh imagined him saying. No one cares.
And Nitesh could almost see Tanya thinking it through in her head. When she looked around her, all she saw were her friends. The smiling, gorgeous, muscled men who’d worked alongside her for weeks. Everyone dancing and having a good time. So, what if they saw her flirting with Lalit a little?
She’d be gone the next morning.
So, she stepped closer to Lalit, allowing him to pull her tight against him, their bodies moving as one. His hands slid up and down her back and she snuggled in to him, her breasts rubbing his chest. Rony moved in behind her. By the end of the next track, he was dancing right up against her back, his crotch rubbing against her ass.
On the next track, Lalit kissed her. She looked uncomfortable at first, glancing around at the crew. But when no one said anything, she returned the kiss. Within seconds, Nitesh could see her cheeks moving as their tongues slid into each other’s mouths. The men around them pressed closer, sensing that their time was coming.
Nitesh couldn’t see exactly what happened next. He knew that they were pressed in all around her, a sea of men, and that hands were reaching for her. Nitesh imagined them caressing her tight ass through the dress, sliding up her sides to cup her breasts. He thought he saw two men kissing her exposed neck from opposite sides. He imagined she protested but, as one man stepped aside for a second, Nitesh saw Lalit whispering in her ear again. And then, very clearly, Nitesh saw her nod.
Almost immediately, Lalit pushed the top of her dress down below her breasts. Nitesh could almost hear the intake of breath from all the men as the breasts they’d only seen on their screens were finally revealed, real and warm and touchably close. And touch them they did, hands from all sides reaching in to rub and stroke and gently pinch nipples. Moments later, a mouth was on each breast. Their pace was cautious and measured and Tanya’s eyes were closed. She was still moving a little to the music and I think she’d almost slipped off into fantasy land, lost in all the male attention. The crew seemed to be trying hard not to spook her, making sure she slid smoothly down into the darkness, past the point of no return.
Lalit gently turned her around and one guy—the darker tone guy she’d hugged before—kneel down in front of her. She even really knew he was there—two men were licking her breasts and Lalit and Rony were kissing her neck from behind. The guy slowly tugged her dress up over her hips, baring her naked pussy, she wasn’t wearing any underwear.
“Stop,” Nitesh begged, thousands of miles away and helpless. “Stop this now!”
But he had to watch as the guy leaned in and pressed his face between her legs, using his elbows to spread her knees for him. The men closed in around her after that. But he stayed there in front of her for several minutes eating her pussy and driving his tongue into her wet and willing hole. The action through her face as she squirmed and reddened and panted and finally cried out, long and high, as he tongued her to her first climax.
Things spiralled rapidly out of control.
Lalit lifted her and carried her to the breakfast bar, sitting her down on the edge and then tipping her back so that she lay across it. It was narrow, and Nitesh wondered why he didn’t lie her lengthways. The way she was, her head wasn’t supported—she had to hold it up or it rolled back over the edge. And her long legs hung over the other side, her naked groin resting right on the edge.
Lalit unfastened his jeans. His seniority obviously got him first turn. Nitesh wondered if Tanya realized that he was only going to be her first.
Nitesh was looking at them from the side, with a perfect view of Tanya’s outstretched body and Lalit as he stepped between her thighs. Nitesh saw his cock, hard and ready, slap her thigh and saw her groan in response. Nitesh could see her pussy lips, shining wetly in the dim light of the room. And then Nitesh saw her arch her back and cry out as Lalit plunged into her.
Unlike before, Tanya had no idea Nitesh was watching. She had no reason to glance into the darkness under the cupboards, but Lalit did. He stared at the screen for a second as he began to thrust, and then he looked meaningfully at the men around them. “I’m going to fuck her”, he bellowed,” and then we all are.”
The counter was at waist height, and it was easy for Lalit to pound into her, his stiff cock gleaming as it slid into her tight body. She groaned and writhed on the counter, her breath coming faster—now that she was so much closer, her voices can be heard even over the music. Two guys leaned in from the side and started to caress her naked breasts, and she moaned.
Lalit wanted something more, though, and suddenly lifted her legs high in the air, pressing them almost together and resting them on his shoulders so that she was bent up into an “L” shape. He started pounding her again, and in this position he could go deeper. She started to cry out, the head of that long cock hitting her very limits…pressing again and again against the opening to her cervix. Lalit’s balls, heavy and swinging beneath his cock. This was when it would happen. It had been risky before, but now her body was at its most fertile.
Tanya was starting to pant, her eyes closed. She’d forgotten about just how many guys were around her—either she was blocking it out from the humiliation of being taken in front of them, or she was just too focused on the pleasure Lalit was giving her. When Rony put a hand on her chin and gently tipped her head back, until he had her head all the way back, her hair pressing against the side of the counter. And then he unfastened his jeans.
Suddenly, her position on the counter made sense.
Nitesh jumped up out of his chair. “No!” No one could hear Nitesh, but he couldn’t keep quiet. “You can’t—Don’t!” Nitesh had seen her take Lalit and Rony at the same time before, but this was different. Something about her position, the way Lalit had her bent, the way her head was upside-down.
They’d turned her into a fuck toy for their use.
The first Tanya knew of it was when she felt the head of Rony’s cock brush her soft lips. Her eyes opened and she looked uncertain, but the men caressing her breasts started pinching her nipples, and then Lalit reached around her upraised legs and started to slowly rub her clit. She arched her back in pleasure, and her mouth opened wide to take Rony in.
Immediately, he was sliding into her upside-down mouth, her tongue caressing the top of his cock instead of the underside. He moved slowly—slower than expected.
With her head tipped right back, he had a straight line into her throat. He was going all the way down.
Rony’s cock hit the back of her mouth. Her cheeks were already moving, her tongue working at his cock, but as he reached that point she went still. she gave a kind of warning groan.
And Rony smiled.
And push forward.
She bucked under him, her hands coming up to flail in the air. Her throat spasm as she gagged on the head of his cock.
“No!” Nitesh shouted. “You can’t do that! She’s my wife!”
But Rony simply ignored her struggles, and her back arched in shock as his cock plunged into her throat. Inch after thick inch disappeared between her soft lips, until his groin was pressed tight against her nose. The men watching were clustered close, now, craning over each other’s shoulders to see.
Rony stayed there, not moving, and Tanya’s struggles gradually stopped. She was still breathing, so there must have been just enough room around his cock to suck air into her lungs.
Lalit’s thrusts were getting faster, his hips slapping against her upraised ass. He started to play with her clit again, two fingers rubbing up and down the sides of the hood, and Tanya squirmed around him, twisting her hips and pushing back against him. Slowly, her mouth come to life again, her cheeks hollowing as she started to suck on Rony’s cock. He began to move as well, not drawing all the way out of her throat but moving slowly within it.
After a moment or two, Tanya seemed to relax, her eyes fluttering closed again. With one cock pumping steadily into her moist pussy, another slowly fucking her throat and two men caressing her breasts, she gave herself up to it, passively submitting to them. And Nitesh could see why—he’d watched her often enough, both at home with him and over the last few weeks, to know the tell-tale signs of an impending orgasm. From the way she was starting to tremble, it was going to be a big one when it arrived. Nitesh dreaded to think what effect it would have on the men around her, to see her shudder and clench and writhe in ecstasy.
Both men were moving faster, now. Lalit was thrusting into her hard, pushing her legs back so that they were beyond vertical, his face taut with the effort of holding back. Rony was fucking her face. There was no other phrase to describe it. His hips were lunging at her mouth, his shining cock pumping in and out between her stretched lips. It wasn’t loving or gentle…and yet as Nitesh watched, Tanya started to writhe.
“She likes it,” one guy said.
“She fucking loves it,” another answered.
Nitesh wanted to deny it. he wanted to smash the laptop and make sure it was destroyed, this time. But he could hear her moaning around the cock in her mouth, see how hard her nipples had become under their fingers, hear her wetness as Lalit drove into her. His wife was loving what they were doing to her.
Nitesh realized he was rubbing himself through my jeans.
God, no. Not while they were doing this to her!
And then Lalit groaned and pushed in so deep that Tanya gave a little jerk. He was deliberately going as deep as he could. Nitesh could imagine that thick, rubbery head nestled right up against her delicate wall, the tip poking against the tiny, secret hole that led to her womb….
He gave a growl of victory and his hips jerked. Tanya bucked and thrashed in pleasure as she felt the thick spurts against her sensitive membrane, relishing the sensation because she thought she was protected.
But Nitesh knew better…and so did Lalit. When he slowly pulled out of her, he made sure to glance at the laptop. His sneer was forever burned into Nitesh’s mind, along with the sight of his cum trickling from between my wife’s soft, pink pussy lips.
She went to lower her legs, but before she could two big, dark hands grabbed her ankles. I saw her tense in shock—perhaps her first realization that it wasn’t going to be just Lalit who fucked her. At that moment, Rony grunted and went still, his groin right up against her face. Tanya shuddered and writhed, and it took me a second to work out that he was coming while buried deep in her throat, the warm liquid shooting straight down towards her stomach and giving her no choice but to swallow.
He withdrew, his sticky cock slapping against her lips, and immediately Tanya raised her head to see who was standing in front of her. She was just in time to see the dark guy who’d gone down on her lowering his jeans.
She swallowed, trying to speak. “I—God, I—I’m not—” She looked around her at the gathered men. “I’m not like that.”
Lalit was fastening up his jeans. “Yes, you are, Tanya.”
Rony traced her lips with his fingers. “Tell us you don’t want it.”
She opened her mouth to speak, and then hesitated. I could see the line of her gaze, and it ended in the throbbing black cock that was pointing straight at her pussy. “I—” She went quiet.
“That’s what I thought. Slut.” And Rony pushed another man towards her mouth. Her head was already being tipped back to take the next cock when the black guy entered her.
It became a procession. A man would finish in her pussy and as soon as he’d withdrawn, another would take his place. Her mouth was never empty, her lips and cheeks shining with cum. Her breasts soon bore red handprints from squeezing hands and pinching fingers. Her legs must have ached from being pointed up to the ceiling for so long.
After a half hour, they turned her over. Her dress was just a stained wad of fabric around her waist by now, so they stripped it off her. Naked except for her shoes, they bent her over the counter, letting her head project off the far side so that she could suck one man while another fucked her. Another few took her like that, and then the first man chose to take her ass, instead.
When she felt the lube at her anus, she tried to turn her head—perhaps to protest, perhaps to see who it was. But her mouth was wrapped around a hard shaft, and within seconds the man had pushed his way inside her and was slowly filling her, and she gradually began to push her hips back against him while grinding her clit against the counter. She came again while he fucked her, her mouth free of cock for a moment, her high cries echoing around the room.
After that, everyone wanted to fuck her there.
They made her kneel on the floor, at one point, as they surrounded her. They seemed to be getting her to suck them hard again, dragging her from one cock to another. Then they lifted her onto the pool table and I could see nothing until Lalit thoughtfully turned the laptop around. She was kneeling atop one man, his cock thrusting up into her pussy. Another man was in her ass and a third knelt next to them, twisting her head to the side so that she could suck his cock.
That was when Nitesh came—watching his wife take three cocks at once. His shame was almost as strong as his lust as the orgasm hit him. Almost.
When they’d finished, they left her lying on the pool table. Her breasts and face shone where men had shot their loads across them rather than waiting for their turn. Thick, white cum oozed from her pussy and ass, trickling down her thighs. Nitesh had lost count of how many men had shot inside her pussy, but he knew it was at least six.
The last thing Nitesh saw, as Lalit shut the lid of the laptop and cut off his view, was Tanya raising her head to look disbelievingly down at her naked body. Asking herself, perhaps, what she’d become.
Nitesh looked down at himself, at his limp cock sticky against his thigh, and asked himself the same question.
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Tanya arrived home the next day. She was full of smiles and hugs and talked excitedly about the things she’d done on the island…but she never mentioned her going away party. And Nitesh couldn’t tell her he knew, without explaining about Lalit’s tricks and everything that had gone on behind the scenes. Nitesh would have had to tell her that she’d been talking to a virtual stranger the whole time, that she’d done all of those things without my okay…and just as Lalit had said, that would have killed her.
Nitesh couldn’t tell her that he’d watched her be gang banged. Or that he’d watched the video Lalit had posted on the hidden forum again and again the next day. He expected Lalit to cut off Nitesh’s access as soon as Tanya was gone but, oddly, he didn’t. Nitesh also got to read all the comments from the crew the next morning. All of them wanted to know when they could get a new female guest, with an equally stupid husband.
A few weeks went by. Their sex life was…different. Not worse, but not better, either. In theory, Nitesh knew what Tanya wanted. The problem was that je still couldn’t give it to her—he was okay with seeing her treated like a slut by other men—loved it, in fact. But he couldn’t do that to her himself, however hard he tried. It just wasn’t in his personality.
Worse, Tanya now believed that there were no limits on her as far as cheating went. She was eager to start introducing new men into their bedroom, and when she began to consider her next work assignment there wasn’t even a discussion about Nitesh coming with her—he’d stay at home and watch. Of course, this time there’d be no Lalit—it really would be Nitesh on the other end of the line. But the damage was done—Nitesh couldn’t now reign her back in without giving her an explanation and that would mean the truth would have to come out. he’d thought that Lalit was making him a cuckold for as long as Tanya was on the island, but what he’d actually done was much cleverer—he’d made Nitesh a cuckold for life.
The other side of it was me coming to terms with my own nature. Nitesh hated the idea of Tanya thinking that he liked seeing her with other men, but Nitesh couldn’t deny it was true. He’d been conflicted the whole time she was on the island, caught between humiliation and arousal; now, he was forced to accept his role and he knew he’d be humiliated and aroused in equal measure.
Nitesh just didn’t have a choice, anymore, in how far things went.
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Epilogue
A week after returning from the island Tanya had her periods which was a huge relief and surprise for Nitesh. Tanya was sure it was going to come as she was oblivious as to what happened behind her back.
Nitesh was losing his mind as to what happened. Did Lalit lied to him just to torture him or did Dr. Rohit had to do anything with it. He had seen Tanya taking some prescribed medicines and when he looked at the prescription it was of Dr. Rohit.
Nitesh got his number from the prescription and called Rohit.
“Hello. This is Nitesh here.” Nitesh introduced himself.
“Hello Nitesh, I was wondering when you will figure this out. I know there are questions you are seeking answers for. Why don’t you come over to my house and we will clear all your queries.”, Rohit said.
After 2 hours Nitesh and Rohit were at Rohit’s flat drinking beer.
Rohit said, “Let me clear everything for you. When Lalit interviewed her and posted the pic of his interview to the forum, we all knew what he intended. He was planning to seduce Tanya by any means possible. I too knew about it so I got contraceptives before I went there. Lalit had no idea about it. He wanted Tanya to go back knocked up for real.”
“Let me be honest here. Had Tanya gave in to all the flirting all by herself then I wouldn’t have given her the contraceptive as she deserved it. But she is the victim here. Being adventurous isn’t a crime specially if your partner encourages such behaviour. Which you did and fell into a trap and made Lalit’s plans easier to execute.”
Nitesh was sad and relieved. He knew he was the one to blame whatever happened on the Island.
“Thank you, Rohit.” He blurted out.
Rohit had a smile on his face and said, “Don’t thank me yet. I said that you will get the whole truth. So, after Tanya came back from the Island, few days later she visited me for checkup and explained to me what happened on her last night on the Island. She wanted to know if she was all right after a very physical gang bang. You will be pleased to know that she is fine. She took it like a pro.” Rohit paused for a few moments and looked at Nitesh.
“Come with me. I want to show you something.” Rohit said.
Nitesh followed him as Rohit stood in front of his bedroom door. Rohit opened the door and gestured Nitesh to have a quick look inside. Nitesh looked inside and was shocked to see a naked woman lying face down sleeping. His stomach churning anticipating something bad.
Rohit closed the door softly and said, “I can see by you expression that you know who that is. She has been visiting me regularly for professional and not so professional reasons. Nitesh, I want you to embrace the reality. You like it when your wife has sex with other men. That is who you are. Now its upto you. You can go home and gloat about it or you can stay and watch us through the open door”, saying this Rohit walked into his bedroom leaving the door slightly ajar.
Nitesh was in shock. His mind couldn’t process what was happening in front of him. But as he looked down at his cock he knew what he wanted.
THE END
A week after returning from the island Tanya had her periods which was a huge relief and surprise for Nitesh. Tanya was sure it was going to come as she was oblivious as to what happened behind her back.
Nitesh was losing his mind as to what happened. Did Lalit lied to him just to torture him or did Dr. Rohit had to do anything with it. He had seen Tanya taking some prescribed medicines and when he looked at the prescription it was of Dr. Rohit.
Nitesh got his number from the prescription and called Rohit.
“Hello. This is Nitesh here.” Nitesh introduced himself.
“Hello Nitesh, I was wondering when you will figure this out. I know there are questions you are seeking answers for. Why don’t you come over to my house and we will clear all your queries.”, Rohit said.
After 2 hours Nitesh and Rohit were at Rohit’s flat drinking beer.
Rohit said, “Let me clear everything for you. When Lalit interviewed her and posted the pic of his interview to the forum, we all knew what he intended. He was planning to seduce Tanya by any means possible. I too knew about it so I got contraceptives before I went there. Lalit had no idea about it. He wanted Tanya to go back knocked up for real.”
“Let me be honest here. Had Tanya gave in to all the flirting all by herself then I wouldn’t have given her the contraceptive as she deserved it. But she is the victim here. Being adventurous isn’t a crime specially if your partner encourages such behaviour. Which you did and fell into a trap and made Lalit’s plans easier to execute.”
Nitesh was sad and relieved. He knew he was the one to blame whatever happened on the Island.
“Thank you, Rohit.” He blurted out.
Rohit had a smile on his face and said, “Don’t thank me yet. I said that you will get the whole truth. So, after Tanya came back from the Island, few days later she visited me for checkup and explained to me what happened on her last night on the Island. She wanted to know if she was all right after a very physical gang bang. You will be pleased to know that she is fine. She took it like a pro.” Rohit paused for a few moments and looked at Nitesh.
“Come with me. I want to show you something.” Rohit said.
Nitesh followed him as Rohit stood in front of his bedroom door. Rohit opened the door and gestured Nitesh to have a quick look inside. Nitesh looked inside and was shocked to see a naked woman lying face down sleeping. His stomach churning anticipating something bad.
Rohit closed the door softly and said, “I can see by you expression that you know who that is. She has been visiting me regularly for professional and not so professional reasons. Nitesh, I want you to embrace the reality. You like it when your wife has sex with other men. That is who you are. Now its upto you. You can go home and gloat about it or you can stay and watch us through the open door”, saying this Rohit walked into his bedroom leaving the door slightly ajar.
Nitesh was in shock. His mind couldn’t process what was happening in front of him. But as he looked down at his cock he knew what he wanted.
THE END
