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Updates will start coming from next week. I was very busy so couldn't write much. Sorry for the delay
Adultery Of Fantasies and Hidden Desires
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Update 16
When the laptop chimed that evening, Nitesh walked over to it with a sense of dread. He thought about not accepting Tanya’s call, but of course it made no difference. Lalit just locked out the keyboard and clicked “Accept” himself. Tanya’s smiling face filled the screen. She was in a red t-shirt and jeans, and had her hair up in a ponytail. Not seduction clothes. Nitesh’s heart lifted a little in hope. Maybe that meant that she wasn’t going to go any further with Rony. Maybe her instinctual loyalty to Nitesh would save the day.
“Hi honey!” she said, smiling broadly.
Nitesh camera and microphone were disabled and the keyboard was locked out. All he could do was sit there.
‘Hi,’ Lalit typed back to her, pretending to be Nitesh.
“It’s such a pity I can’t see you or hear you,” Tanya said, pouting.
‘You know I still love you, right?’ Lalit typed.
Tanya grinned. “Aww. I love you too.”
‘Have you thought about my email?’ Lalit asked.
She stared at the screen for a long time. “I have,” she said. “And....”
Nitesh held his breath.
“...if you’re sure you’re okay with it...I’d like to do it. I think Rony will keep it quiet. I don’t want it getting around the rig that I’m sleeping with someone.”
Nitesh closed his eyes. He could almost hear Lalit laughing his ass off. He wondered if Rony could see and hear this, too! Had Lalit rigged it so that they could all listen in!
Tanya stared into the camera. “So...tell me. Is it okay? Are you sure you want me to do this?”
Nitesh stared beseechingly at the screen. “No! No! Don’t do it!” he wailed. But he knew that only Lalit could see and hear him.
‘It’s fine’, Lalit typed. ‘100%. Go for it, but be sure to leave the camera on.’
Tanya took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” Already, Nitesh could see the flush of excitement in her face, her eyes bright with arousal. “I figured I’d get changed before I brought him back here. I thought maybe you’d like to pick what I wore?”
Nitesh’s hands hurt, and he realized he was digging his nails into his palms.
She was doing everything to make it good for him—under different circumstances, if she was only flirting with a guy, Nitesh would have loved the opportunity to pick her clothes. Even now, some traitorous part of him was getting turned on, thinking of what she could wear to drive Rony crazy. But of course, it wasn’t him who answered. It was Lalit.
‘I’d love that’, typed Lalit. ‘Why don’t you start by getting naked?’
Tanya smiled shyly. “Completely naked?”
‘Why not?’, Lalit typed. ‘Only I can see.’
Nitesh wanted to kill him. The video could be streamed to everyone on the island? He imagined all the other men, maybe at their own laptops, maybe clustered around a big screen in the break room, preparing to watch his wife undress. Or maybe Lalit would just record it and post it on the forum for them to savour tomorrow. Either way, they’d get to see everything.
“Okay,” said Tanya. And she stripped the t-shirt over her head, revealing her full breasts in a simple white bra. Before, this had turned Nitesh on. Now, knowing that others were watching, he was screaming inside for her to cover herself up. He could almost feel their eyes crawling over her.
‘Beautiful,’ Lalit told her. ‘Now the rest.’
She reached back and unfastened her bra. Her breasts spilled out, full and ripe.
‘Wait’, Lalit typed. ‘Come closer.’
She stepped closer to the camera, like a lamb to the slaughter.
‘Play with them for me’, Lalit typed.
Nitesh gritted his teeth. That was his wife she was ordering! Not some internet porn slut! But she gamely reached up and cupped her breasts. The camera was so good that the skin looked invitingly soft. To his surprise Nitesh could feel himself getting hard, watching... and he knew that everyone else watching would be having the same reaction.
‘Now pinch your nipples for me’, Lalit told her.
She reached up and carefully took each nipple between thumb and forefinger and gently pinched. Her long, pink nipples started to pucker and swell, standing to attention, and she gasped. Her nipples have always been really sensitive...but of course Lalit didn’t know that.
‘Harder’, he demanded.
Tanya bit her lip, but pinched harder and groaned. Her nipples stiffened more. Nitesh imagined they must be achingly hard, now. When he’d played with them, at home, it had always brought her right up to the pain/pleasure barrier—they’d had to go slow and gentle.
But Lalit wasn’t aware of that. And didn’t care.
‘Harder’, he typed.
“No!” Nitesh shouted uselessly. “Stop!”
Tanya looked unsure...but she was also panting with arousal. She rolled her nipples a few times between her fingers and then pinched again—hard. She let out a long, keening moan and this time Nitesh saw her press her thighs hard together as the shock went through her. When she straightened up, she was like a bitch in heat, tossing her long hair out of her eyes and shifting from foot to foot, ready for her mate.
Nitesh imagined them all watching. Lusting after her. Laughing at him.
‘Show me some clothes’, Lalit typed. ‘Something sexy.’
“I don’t know how far I should go,” Tanya said. “We’re on an island—I can’t walk around in a negligee. Besides...I didn’t bring much sexy stuff with me. I knew you wouldn’t be here and I didn’t think I’d be dressing up for...”—she blushed—“anyone else.”
‘You’re not doing anything wrong’, Lalit reassured her. ‘I want this as much as you do.’
“No!” Nitesh yelled at the screen. “No, I don’t!”
‘How about business clothes?’ Lalit asked.
Tanya wrinkled her forehead. “Business clothes aren’t sexy.”
‘Depends how you wear them. Remember how you dressed for your interview with Lalit?’ Lalit asked.
Tanya smirked. “Oh. You mean, like, unbutton a few buttons and things?”
‘Yes. Hey, what do you think of Lalit, by the way? Would you want to sleep with him?’ Lalit typed.
Nitesh fumed. He was fishing for compliments!
Tanya looked abashed for a second, but then nodded. “He is pretty hot. Nice arms.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “But we’re not talking about Lalit. We’re talking about Rony. Let me see what I can do.”
As she dug in the room’s small closet, Nitesh turned Lalit’s question over and over in his head. He’d thought the plan had been to trick my wife into fucking Rony. But it seemed like he has planned something more, a lot more? Clearly, Lalit was hoping to take his turn. Surely, she’d never agree to that, though, or anything more. An experiment with one guy—maybe. But she couldn’t be corrupted so far that she’d sleep around with different members of the crew.
Nitesh’s guts twisted. ‘Could she?’!
Tanya turned from the closet and held up a blouse and a skirt. A short skirt.
“I don’t normally wear it,” she said. “It’s a little too tight on me, and it’s really short. But....”
‘I love it’, Lalit told her. ‘He’ll love it. Change into it. See if you can find a sexier bra to go with it.’
Tanya nodded happily. Either she was eager to please, or she was so turned on by the idea of fucking Rony that she was getting aroused by the idea of dressing up for him. Maybe a little of both.
Nitesh watched as she picked out a white lacy bra and put it on. She changed her jeans for the short black business skirt, leaving on her simple white cotton briefs. The skirt really was outrageous—it barely covered her down to mid-thigh.
‘Nice’, Lalit told her. ‘But the panties will have to go. Need to be sexier. Black. Got stockings?’
His messages were changing to shorter sentences as he was typing one-handed , with the other he was stroking his cock.
Tanya dug around in a drawer and pulled out a scrap of black material.
A thong.
“I only brought it to wear under things,” she told him. “So I don’t get a line...”
‘Perfect’, Lalit told her. ‘And stockings.’ Clearly, he wasn’t going to let her forget that part.
She bit her lip at that, but changed into the thong and pulled on a pair of hold ups, too. When she stepped into her heels, the effect was complete.
She looked like an office worker in a porn film.
‘Good’, Lalit typed. ‘Put some more lipstick on. And do your eyes.’
Tanya’s eyes grew wide. “God, Nitesh, what are you trying to do?”
“He’s trying to make you look like a slut”, Nitesh told her which obviously she couldn’t hear.
‘Just making you look even more beautiful’, Lalit told her. Tanya blushed and smiled at the compliment. Nitesh was helplessly watching, Lalit manipulating his wife and making her dance to his tunes.
Tanya did her make-up—glossy red lips and smoky, dark eyes—and then at Lalit’s request undid another button on her blouse. Her bra was almost showing without her even bending over, and if she did bend over, then it was sight to be seen....
“What do you think I should do?” asked Tanya. “Just knock on his door?”
‘Just ask him back to your room’, Lalit said. ‘Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll go for it.’
Nitesh knew that is exactly what’s going to happen. Lalit will have made sure he’s ready and waiting. For all he knew, Rony was watching this whole conversation.
Tanya leaned over the laptop. “Last chance,” she said. “Are you sure Nitesh?”
Nitesh looked mournfully at the screen, shaking his head uselessly.
‘Absolutely’, said Lalit. ‘Knock him dead!’
When the laptop chimed that evening, Nitesh walked over to it with a sense of dread. He thought about not accepting Tanya’s call, but of course it made no difference. Lalit just locked out the keyboard and clicked “Accept” himself. Tanya’s smiling face filled the screen. She was in a red t-shirt and jeans, and had her hair up in a ponytail. Not seduction clothes. Nitesh’s heart lifted a little in hope. Maybe that meant that she wasn’t going to go any further with Rony. Maybe her instinctual loyalty to Nitesh would save the day.
“Hi honey!” she said, smiling broadly.
Nitesh camera and microphone were disabled and the keyboard was locked out. All he could do was sit there.
‘Hi,’ Lalit typed back to her, pretending to be Nitesh.
“It’s such a pity I can’t see you or hear you,” Tanya said, pouting.
‘You know I still love you, right?’ Lalit typed.
Tanya grinned. “Aww. I love you too.”
‘Have you thought about my email?’ Lalit asked.
She stared at the screen for a long time. “I have,” she said. “And....”
Nitesh held his breath.
“...if you’re sure you’re okay with it...I’d like to do it. I think Rony will keep it quiet. I don’t want it getting around the rig that I’m sleeping with someone.”
Nitesh closed his eyes. He could almost hear Lalit laughing his ass off. He wondered if Rony could see and hear this, too! Had Lalit rigged it so that they could all listen in!
Tanya stared into the camera. “So...tell me. Is it okay? Are you sure you want me to do this?”
Nitesh stared beseechingly at the screen. “No! No! Don’t do it!” he wailed. But he knew that only Lalit could see and hear him.
‘It’s fine’, Lalit typed. ‘100%. Go for it, but be sure to leave the camera on.’
Tanya took a deep breath and nodded. “Okay.” Already, Nitesh could see the flush of excitement in her face, her eyes bright with arousal. “I figured I’d get changed before I brought him back here. I thought maybe you’d like to pick what I wore?”
Nitesh’s hands hurt, and he realized he was digging his nails into his palms.
She was doing everything to make it good for him—under different circumstances, if she was only flirting with a guy, Nitesh would have loved the opportunity to pick her clothes. Even now, some traitorous part of him was getting turned on, thinking of what she could wear to drive Rony crazy. But of course, it wasn’t him who answered. It was Lalit.
‘I’d love that’, typed Lalit. ‘Why don’t you start by getting naked?’
Tanya smiled shyly. “Completely naked?”
‘Why not?’, Lalit typed. ‘Only I can see.’
Nitesh wanted to kill him. The video could be streamed to everyone on the island? He imagined all the other men, maybe at their own laptops, maybe clustered around a big screen in the break room, preparing to watch his wife undress. Or maybe Lalit would just record it and post it on the forum for them to savour tomorrow. Either way, they’d get to see everything.
“Okay,” said Tanya. And she stripped the t-shirt over her head, revealing her full breasts in a simple white bra. Before, this had turned Nitesh on. Now, knowing that others were watching, he was screaming inside for her to cover herself up. He could almost feel their eyes crawling over her.
‘Beautiful,’ Lalit told her. ‘Now the rest.’
She reached back and unfastened her bra. Her breasts spilled out, full and ripe.
‘Wait’, Lalit typed. ‘Come closer.’
She stepped closer to the camera, like a lamb to the slaughter.
‘Play with them for me’, Lalit typed.
Nitesh gritted his teeth. That was his wife she was ordering! Not some internet porn slut! But she gamely reached up and cupped her breasts. The camera was so good that the skin looked invitingly soft. To his surprise Nitesh could feel himself getting hard, watching... and he knew that everyone else watching would be having the same reaction.
‘Now pinch your nipples for me’, Lalit told her.
She reached up and carefully took each nipple between thumb and forefinger and gently pinched. Her long, pink nipples started to pucker and swell, standing to attention, and she gasped. Her nipples have always been really sensitive...but of course Lalit didn’t know that.
‘Harder’, he demanded.
Tanya bit her lip, but pinched harder and groaned. Her nipples stiffened more. Nitesh imagined they must be achingly hard, now. When he’d played with them, at home, it had always brought her right up to the pain/pleasure barrier—they’d had to go slow and gentle.
But Lalit wasn’t aware of that. And didn’t care.
‘Harder’, he typed.
“No!” Nitesh shouted uselessly. “Stop!”
Tanya looked unsure...but she was also panting with arousal. She rolled her nipples a few times between her fingers and then pinched again—hard. She let out a long, keening moan and this time Nitesh saw her press her thighs hard together as the shock went through her. When she straightened up, she was like a bitch in heat, tossing her long hair out of her eyes and shifting from foot to foot, ready for her mate.
Nitesh imagined them all watching. Lusting after her. Laughing at him.
‘Show me some clothes’, Lalit typed. ‘Something sexy.’
“I don’t know how far I should go,” Tanya said. “We’re on an island—I can’t walk around in a negligee. Besides...I didn’t bring much sexy stuff with me. I knew you wouldn’t be here and I didn’t think I’d be dressing up for...”—she blushed—“anyone else.”
‘You’re not doing anything wrong’, Lalit reassured her. ‘I want this as much as you do.’
“No!” Nitesh yelled at the screen. “No, I don’t!”
‘How about business clothes?’ Lalit asked.
Tanya wrinkled her forehead. “Business clothes aren’t sexy.”
‘Depends how you wear them. Remember how you dressed for your interview with Lalit?’ Lalit asked.
Tanya smirked. “Oh. You mean, like, unbutton a few buttons and things?”
‘Yes. Hey, what do you think of Lalit, by the way? Would you want to sleep with him?’ Lalit typed.
Nitesh fumed. He was fishing for compliments!
Tanya looked abashed for a second, but then nodded. “He is pretty hot. Nice arms.” She shook her head as if to clear it. “But we’re not talking about Lalit. We’re talking about Rony. Let me see what I can do.”
As she dug in the room’s small closet, Nitesh turned Lalit’s question over and over in his head. He’d thought the plan had been to trick my wife into fucking Rony. But it seemed like he has planned something more, a lot more? Clearly, Lalit was hoping to take his turn. Surely, she’d never agree to that, though, or anything more. An experiment with one guy—maybe. But she couldn’t be corrupted so far that she’d sleep around with different members of the crew.
Nitesh’s guts twisted. ‘Could she?’!
Tanya turned from the closet and held up a blouse and a skirt. A short skirt.
“I don’t normally wear it,” she said. “It’s a little too tight on me, and it’s really short. But....”
‘I love it’, Lalit told her. ‘He’ll love it. Change into it. See if you can find a sexier bra to go with it.’
Tanya nodded happily. Either she was eager to please, or she was so turned on by the idea of fucking Rony that she was getting aroused by the idea of dressing up for him. Maybe a little of both.
Nitesh watched as she picked out a white lacy bra and put it on. She changed her jeans for the short black business skirt, leaving on her simple white cotton briefs. The skirt really was outrageous—it barely covered her down to mid-thigh.
‘Nice’, Lalit told her. ‘But the panties will have to go. Need to be sexier. Black. Got stockings?’
His messages were changing to shorter sentences as he was typing one-handed , with the other he was stroking his cock.
Tanya dug around in a drawer and pulled out a scrap of black material.
A thong.
“I only brought it to wear under things,” she told him. “So I don’t get a line...”
‘Perfect’, Lalit told her. ‘And stockings.’ Clearly, he wasn’t going to let her forget that part.
She bit her lip at that, but changed into the thong and pulled on a pair of hold ups, too. When she stepped into her heels, the effect was complete.
She looked like an office worker in a porn film.
‘Good’, Lalit typed. ‘Put some more lipstick on. And do your eyes.’
Tanya’s eyes grew wide. “God, Nitesh, what are you trying to do?”
“He’s trying to make you look like a slut”, Nitesh told her which obviously she couldn’t hear.
‘Just making you look even more beautiful’, Lalit told her. Tanya blushed and smiled at the compliment. Nitesh was helplessly watching, Lalit manipulating his wife and making her dance to his tunes.
Tanya did her make-up—glossy red lips and smoky, dark eyes—and then at Lalit’s request undid another button on her blouse. Her bra was almost showing without her even bending over, and if she did bend over, then it was sight to be seen....
“What do you think I should do?” asked Tanya. “Just knock on his door?”
‘Just ask him back to your room’, Lalit said. ‘Don’t worry, I’m sure he’ll go for it.’
Nitesh knew that is exactly what’s going to happen. Lalit will have made sure he’s ready and waiting. For all he knew, Rony was watching this whole conversation.
Tanya leaned over the laptop. “Last chance,” she said. “Are you sure Nitesh?”
Nitesh looked mournfully at the screen, shaking his head uselessly.
‘Absolutely’, said Lalit. ‘Knock him dead!’
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Update 17
Nitesh saw her minimize the chat window and leave the room. Moments later, she was back...with Rony. He was wearing a short-sleeve shirt that emphasized his powerful forearms, and his hair was wet, as if he’d just taken a shower. Nitesh wondered if he’d prepared for this just as much as she had.
Nitesh got up and started pacing the room, watching as Rony closed the door and then leaned back against it. I could see that Tanya was nervous and flighty, sucking in air through her nostrils as she turned to face him, one heel tapping on the floor.
“So,” Rony said. “Last night you sent me away. Tonight, you want me back, and you’re all dressed up like you’re going to give a goddamn seminar. What gives?”
Nitesh shouted, “You sneaky bastard. You very well know exactly what was going on. You are in on the whole thing.” Tanya didn’t know that nor she was able to hear Nitesh. She thought she had to play the cheating wife...and Nitesh knew that Lalit and Rony would enjoy that to the full.
“I....” Tanya nervously laced and unlaced her fingers. “I’m sorry I sent you away last night. I got nervous. I’ve never done this before.”
“’This?’” Rony asked. “You mean—cheated on Nitesh?”
Tanya blushed. “Yes.”
“But you’re going to, aren’t you?” He took a step towards her. “You’re going to cheat on him. With me.”
Tanya looked at the floor. “I—”
Rony waited. He wanted to hear her say it. Maybe because he wanted to feel safe or he wanted to humiliate Nitesh. Or it could be both.
“Yes,” Tanya said in a small voice.
Hearing her say “YES” made Nitesh sick. Up until that moment, he’d hoped—prayed—that some inner morality would kick in, that she’d come to her senses and change her mind. Now, there was no hope.
“Come here,” he told her.
She walked over to him, taking tiny steps. Tanya nervously licked her lips. When she reached him, he put a hand under her chin and tilted her head back.
“You’re not going to change your mind again, are you, Tanya?” he asked her, in the tone of a schoolteacher.
She shook her head dumbly.
His lips came down on hers and she groan as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His hand traced down her cheek...then her shoulder...then her arm. When it moved across to her breast and squeezed her lightly, she didn’t pull away.
Rony broke the kiss and turned her head to the side a little, facing away from the camera, so that he could kiss down her neck. And then, while she couldn’t see, he turned to look straight at the laptop and grinned like he was looking straight at Nitesh.
Nitesh wanted to hurl something through the screen. The bastard knew Nitesh was watching, and he was loving it!
He laid kisses down her throat and behind her ears and she started moaning softly in a way that made Nitesh’s stomach churn...and his cock swell.
Despite everything, the sight of her being touched by another man still turned him on.
Rony’s hands now were all over her breasts now, groping her...mauling her. She groaned at the rough treatment, but she didn’t resist. If anything, she pressed her body closer to him.
Right then a chat window popped up on Nitesh’s laptop—a new one.
‘I think she likes it a bit rough’, Lalit typed. He was talking directly to Nitesh, he realized. The keyboard was still locked out, but Nitesh could hear him and see him—his camera and mic were only blocked to Tanya. It was as if Lalit was enjoying Nitesh’s humiliation.
“Please,” Nitesh begged. “Stop this.”
“But they’re having so much fun”, Lalit typed. “Especially Tanya. Doesn’t it look like she’s having fun, Nitesh?”
Rony’s hands were on her ass now, pulling her hard against him, squeezing and kneading her firm cheeks while his mouth devoured her. He dragged the skirt up a little—enough to reveal the tops of her hold-ups.
“Stockings” he said, pushing her back a little so he could see. “Did you wear those especially for me?”
Tanya nodded, and he grinned.
“I knew he’d like them”, Lalit typed to Nitesh. “See how helpful I am, Nitesh? Helping your wife get what she wants.”
“You bastard!” Nitesh shouted at the laptop.
Lalit didn’t answer. Probably too busy laughing.
Rony’s hands grew frantic. He unbuttoned her blouse, popping the buttons so quickly as if he was going to tear them off. Then he skimmed his hands under her blouse, around her back, and unfastened her bra. He pushed it up out of the way, and we were all gazing at Tanya’s beautiful breasts.
“She’s really hot”, Lalit commented to Nitesh. “Seriously, Nitesh. Thank you for allowing her on board. I mean, most men would have had more sense than to send their wife to an island for weeks, all on her own. You’re really generous. Or really stupid.”
Nitesh could only stare at the screen, His eyes burning hot.
“Oh, are you going to cry for us?” Lalit asked. “Poor little Nitesh. About to see his wife get fucked.”
Nitesh slammed the laptop shut and it went into sleep mode, Tanya’s moans cutting off suddenly. He paced the lounge, his hands in his hair as he wanted to tear them off.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t not watch.
Nitesh saw her minimize the chat window and leave the room. Moments later, she was back...with Rony. He was wearing a short-sleeve shirt that emphasized his powerful forearms, and his hair was wet, as if he’d just taken a shower. Nitesh wondered if he’d prepared for this just as much as she had.
Nitesh got up and started pacing the room, watching as Rony closed the door and then leaned back against it. I could see that Tanya was nervous and flighty, sucking in air through her nostrils as she turned to face him, one heel tapping on the floor.
“So,” Rony said. “Last night you sent me away. Tonight, you want me back, and you’re all dressed up like you’re going to give a goddamn seminar. What gives?”
Nitesh shouted, “You sneaky bastard. You very well know exactly what was going on. You are in on the whole thing.” Tanya didn’t know that nor she was able to hear Nitesh. She thought she had to play the cheating wife...and Nitesh knew that Lalit and Rony would enjoy that to the full.
“I....” Tanya nervously laced and unlaced her fingers. “I’m sorry I sent you away last night. I got nervous. I’ve never done this before.”
“’This?’” Rony asked. “You mean—cheated on Nitesh?”
Tanya blushed. “Yes.”
“But you’re going to, aren’t you?” He took a step towards her. “You’re going to cheat on him. With me.”
Tanya looked at the floor. “I—”
Rony waited. He wanted to hear her say it. Maybe because he wanted to feel safe or he wanted to humiliate Nitesh. Or it could be both.
“Yes,” Tanya said in a small voice.
Hearing her say “YES” made Nitesh sick. Up until that moment, he’d hoped—prayed—that some inner morality would kick in, that she’d come to her senses and change her mind. Now, there was no hope.
“Come here,” he told her.
She walked over to him, taking tiny steps. Tanya nervously licked her lips. When she reached him, he put a hand under her chin and tilted her head back.
“You’re not going to change your mind again, are you, Tanya?” he asked her, in the tone of a schoolteacher.
She shook her head dumbly.
His lips came down on hers and she groan as his tongue slipped into her mouth. His hand traced down her cheek...then her shoulder...then her arm. When it moved across to her breast and squeezed her lightly, she didn’t pull away.
Rony broke the kiss and turned her head to the side a little, facing away from the camera, so that he could kiss down her neck. And then, while she couldn’t see, he turned to look straight at the laptop and grinned like he was looking straight at Nitesh.
Nitesh wanted to hurl something through the screen. The bastard knew Nitesh was watching, and he was loving it!
He laid kisses down her throat and behind her ears and she started moaning softly in a way that made Nitesh’s stomach churn...and his cock swell.
Despite everything, the sight of her being touched by another man still turned him on.
Rony’s hands now were all over her breasts now, groping her...mauling her. She groaned at the rough treatment, but she didn’t resist. If anything, she pressed her body closer to him.
Right then a chat window popped up on Nitesh’s laptop—a new one.
‘I think she likes it a bit rough’, Lalit typed. He was talking directly to Nitesh, he realized. The keyboard was still locked out, but Nitesh could hear him and see him—his camera and mic were only blocked to Tanya. It was as if Lalit was enjoying Nitesh’s humiliation.
“Please,” Nitesh begged. “Stop this.”
“But they’re having so much fun”, Lalit typed. “Especially Tanya. Doesn’t it look like she’s having fun, Nitesh?”
Rony’s hands were on her ass now, pulling her hard against him, squeezing and kneading her firm cheeks while his mouth devoured her. He dragged the skirt up a little—enough to reveal the tops of her hold-ups.
“Stockings” he said, pushing her back a little so he could see. “Did you wear those especially for me?”
Tanya nodded, and he grinned.
“I knew he’d like them”, Lalit typed to Nitesh. “See how helpful I am, Nitesh? Helping your wife get what she wants.”
“You bastard!” Nitesh shouted at the laptop.
Lalit didn’t answer. Probably too busy laughing.
Rony’s hands grew frantic. He unbuttoned her blouse, popping the buttons so quickly as if he was going to tear them off. Then he skimmed his hands under her blouse, around her back, and unfastened her bra. He pushed it up out of the way, and we were all gazing at Tanya’s beautiful breasts.
“She’s really hot”, Lalit commented to Nitesh. “Seriously, Nitesh. Thank you for allowing her on board. I mean, most men would have had more sense than to send their wife to an island for weeks, all on her own. You’re really generous. Or really stupid.”
Nitesh could only stare at the screen, His eyes burning hot.
“Oh, are you going to cry for us?” Lalit asked. “Poor little Nitesh. About to see his wife get fucked.”
Nitesh slammed the laptop shut and it went into sleep mode, Tanya’s moans cutting off suddenly. He paced the lounge, his hands in his hair as he wanted to tear them off.
He couldn’t watch.
He couldn’t not watch.
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Nitesh opened up the laptop again, in time to see Rony push Tanya onto the bed. She was panting, and landed with her legs slightly apart. Her skirt was up around her hips, her naked breasts bouncing as she stared up at him.
He climbed onto the bed, undoing his belt.
“No,” Nitesh said aloud, shaking his head. “No. I don’t want this. Do you understand? I don’t want this!”
“Your cock says you do”, typed Lalit.
Nitesh looked down. His cock was rock hard against his thigh, the bulge in his pants obvious. He’d forgotten that Lalit could still see my camera feed. He knew the truth about how this was affecting Nitesh...maybe better than Nitesh himself did.
Rony had his jeans down now and was pushing down his jockey shorts.
Tanya gasped as she saw his cock and then, as he turned slightly, Nitesh gasped, too. He was big—bigger than Nitesh again, and thick. The head of his cock was plum-like, heavy and swollen.
“Oh dear, Nitesh”, typed Lalit. “Look at that. Bigger than yours, isn’t it?”
Nitesh said nothing, merely stared.
Rony fisted his cock and held it for Tanya to see. “Do you want this?”he asked her.
She swallowed nervously, but nodded.
“You look scared,” he said. “Is it bigger than Nitesh’s?”
He knew, of course. He’d watched the video of Nitesh jacking off—even Nitesh was sure of it. This was just to further humiliate him.
Tanya gave a tiny glance at the camera. She knew Nitesh was watching. But she also thought he was enjoying the whole thing. “Y—Yes,” she said.
“I bet you always told your husband his was normal, didn’t you?” asked Rony. “You’re that sort of girl. Considerate.”
She didn’t answer, so he kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe.
“Didn’t you?” he pressed.
“Yes....” she said softly.
“LOL”, typed Lalit.
Nitesh glared at the letters. Not only was Tanya being shown a bigger, better cock than his, not only was Rony about to fuck her, but Nitesh was well aware that Lalit would be recording this whole thing. Tomorrow, all the other guys on the island would watch it and laugh at Tanya’s small-cocked husband. The worst part was that she’d lied to Nitesh—with good intentions, true, but still a lie. He’d always thought he was average. Now he knew he was small.
Rony reached up under her skirt and dragged her thong down her legs and off, tossing it aside. He pushed her skirt up a little more, so that she was completely exposed. Thanks to her shaved pussy her soft, pink lips, already swollen with arousal. There was a glint of moisture between them.
“She’s wet for him”, Lalit typed. “Your darling wife is wet for another guy,Nitesh.”
“Shut up!” Nitesh roared, thumping his fist on the table.
Rony lowered himself between Tanya’s legs. Tanya glanced at the laptop screen for a second, checking to see if “RED” had appeared in the taskbar. But of course, it hadn’t—because Lalit was in control and hadn’t typed it. And henever would.
Suddenly, Tanya gasped, her gaze snapping back to Rony. He wasn’t in her yet, but he was making small movements.
“Does that feel good, Tanya?” he asked.
“Yesss,” Tanya breathed.
Rony was rubbing up and down her pussy lips with the head of his erect cock.
Nitesh froze. Rony’s naked cock. He hadn’t put a condom on.
“Wait!” yelled Nitesh. “Wait! Stop him!” as he saw Rony put his hands on Tanya’s thighs and push her legs apart asfar as the narrow bed allowed.
“Stop!” he shouted again. “He’s not using a condom!”
“I’m sure he’s clean”, Lalit typed.
“Here it comes,” Rony told Tanya, shifting closer to her. She gasped, her eyes open wide as she felt the head of his cock pressing at her now spread entrance.
“You don’t understand! She’s not on the pill!” Nitesh was clutching at the table, his knuckles white. “Stop him! Stop him!”
“Oh dear”, Lalit typed. “So poor Tanya could get knocked up?”
Rony pushed forward and groaned. His cock entering her waiting pussy. Tanya felt her pussy stretch as he slowly entered her. A hint of pain and pleasure written on Tanya’s beautiful face. Her lips parted as he stretched her wide, her head come off the pillow...and then the sudden gasp as the head of his cock slid inside her.
“Stop him!” Nitesh shouted. “Lalit, stop him!”
“Hmm”, typed Lalit, as if debating. “Well, what a dilemma.”
Rony sank a little further down and Nitesh imagined that big, hard cock spreading her delicate tunnel wider. The swollen head of him plunging deeper, deeper. His balls, loaded with sperm—he could come at any second!
“Please!” Nitesh was beside himself, now. Thinking if his returned having slept with another guy, they could come back from that...maybe. But if she got pregnant by someone else.... “We’re trying for a baby!”
“Well then”, typed Lalit, “we’re giving you what you want.”
Nitesh gritted his teeth so hard they hurt. Everything was a joke to him.
“Please!” he begged again.
On the screen, Nitesh could see Rony was thrusting into his wife. With each stroke, he could see Rony sink a little deeper between her spread thighs, his muscular ass clenching and unclenching. Tanya was weakly tossing her head on the pillow. “Please,” she murmured, “go slow, go slow...so...big.”
“He is big”, Lalit said, as if in idle observation. “I wonder if she’ll be the same, afterwards.”
“Please!” Nitesh begged. “Please, Lalit! Make him pull out!”
Rony gave a sudden groan and at the same time Tanya gave a sharp little cry. For a horrible second, Nitesh thought Rony has come. But he’d just rooted himself in her. There was still time to stop him.
“Seems cruel”, typed Lalit. “Making him stop before he finishes. But maybe if you did something for me….”
“Anything!” Nitesh told him. “Just tell me what!”
“Grab a paper and pen”, Lalit typed. “And make a nice big sign. Make itsay, “I love you. Have fun!”
On screen, Rony started to thrust in earnest. His hands were firmly planted either side of Tanya’s head, now, his body pumping hard between her thighs. Tanya was rolling her head from side to side and whispering, “I… am closeee… Fuck me harderrr…”,into Rony’s ear. Nitesh could almost feel the orgasm building inside her, winding tighter and tighter.
Nitesh raced around the room, finding a sheet of printer paper and a marker pen. He scrawled the words on it and then held it up to the camera for Lalit’s approval.
“Smile”, Lalit typed.
Without thinking, he smiled.
“Good”, Lalit told Nitesh. “Now, what was that word, again, to get her to stop? Green?”
“RED!” Nitesh screamed. “RED!”
Rony was thrusting faster now, getting close. He was grimacing, straining...close to release. Tanya was oblivious to the threat, lost in her own impending climax. She was bucking and twisting under him, her mouth a gaping, red-lipped “O”.
“Please, Lalit!” Nitesh begged helplessly. “RED! RED!”
Nitesh watched Lalit slowly type it out in the chat window, pretending to be him. ‘R—E—D’. He hit ENTER, and the word appeared on Tanya’s laptop screen. But it wouldn’t do any good unless she happened to look across and see it.
“I’m going to come,” said Rony between pants. “I’m going to come in you, Tanya.”
That seemed to wake Tanya up. “W—Wait,” she told him. “Are you wearing a condom?”
He ignored her, his thrusts getting faster and more erratic.
Tanya started to panic. “Are you?” she hissed. Then she glanced at the laptop and saw the word RED in the taskbar. “Rony! Please! Are you wearing a condom?!”
“There are no condoms on the island,” he told her breathlessly. “No one has sex here. Until you came along.” He went suddenly tense.
“No! God, no!” Nitesh shouted.
“Wait!” wailed Tanya. “Pull out! Pull—”
Rony’s face contorted as he shot. Tanya jerked with each thick pulse; her head pressed back against the pillow. But even as she panicked and thrashed, the sensation took her over the edge. “God,” she gasped. “I’m coming!” And she went rigid, hips lifting off the bed to grind against her lover, breasts bouncing as her back arched.
“Oops”, Lalit typed. “LOL”.
“Ahhh,” groaned Rony, his hips jerking again and again. Nitesh could visualize the creamy fluid plastering her soft, pink walls. She’d never had unprotected sex up until a month before—they’d always used condoms, the whole time they’d been married. An unknown man was leaving his seed inside her for the very first time, a virtual stranger. They didn’t even know last name?!
Rony leaned forward and kissed Tanya on the lips and then drew himself out of her. She lay there unmoving on the bed, and as he stood Nitesh had a clear view of her spread thighs. The shining pink lips of her pussy were puffy and swollen, gaping slightly from his size. And from between them oozed a thin trickle of white sperm.
“You—You...God, you came inside me,” Tanya whispered disbelievingly.
“You loved it,” Rony told her. “You came, just from feeling me shoot. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”
Tanya raised herself up on her elbows and looked down at herself.
“God...I could get pregnant.”
Rony blinked, as if he was surprised that she wasn’t on the pill. That wasn’t part of the plan, Nitesh thought. Lalit hadn’t considered it when he’d set this whole thing up. Nitesh waited for Rony to react in horror. Maybe it wouldeven scare him enough to put an end to the game.
But instead, a slow smile spread across Rony’s face. He leaned forward and kissed Tanya on the cheek as he pulled his jeans up. “Relax,” he told her. “It was just one time. It’ll be fine.”
Tanya nodded softly, looking uncertain. She looked…ravaged. It was worse than if she’d been nude, somehow. She was lying there on the bed, legs apart and cum still trickling from her. Her sexy shoes and stockings were still in place, but one stocking was laddered, her skirt was up around her hips and her panties were gone. Her blouse gaped open and her bra had been pushed up, baring her breasts.
She was lying there in a state of shock and thousands of miles away unaware that her husband satin their home with the same horrified expression on his face thinking about his actions that lead to this.
He never could have imagined that their silly teasing games could lead to this. The worst part was that he wasn’t in control of the situation. Lalit was controlling things now, but if Nitesh hadn’t drawn Tanya into this in the first place, his plan never would have worked.
‘It was all my fault.’, Thought Nitesh.
And even more disturbing than what had happened was that she’d obviously enjoyed it. She’d come as he fucked her—hell, she’d come when she felt him shoot into her. Even the most dangerous part had given her pleasure.
Nitesh realised his cock had been rock-hard throughout, as if he was some sortof small-cocked, pathetic cuckold.
He very nearly hurled the laptop to the floor in anger and sheer frustration. The only thing that stopped him was the thought of two weeks waiting to know what happened.
Rony softly nuzzled Tanya’s neck. “It was fantastic,” he told her. “You were fantastic.”
He stopped, waiting for something. And Tanya gave it to him.
“You were incredible,” she breathed, some of the tension starting to leave her body.
Nitesh felt my heart break a little.
“Can I see you again?” Rony asked.
Tanya’s eyes flicked to the laptop before she could stop herself. “I need to think about it,” she told him.
When she glanced away, Rony looked at the laptop and grinned, and Nitesh knew exactly what was going through his head. Tanya had just told him with her look that she’d talk to Nitesh, that he’d be the one to decide what happened next. And that meant that, in reality, it would be Lalit she’d talk to. Rony would get what he wanted.
Nitesh gave a scream of frustration. He was powerless!
“I’d better go,” Rony told my wife. He kissed her again and left, closing the door behind him.
Tanya put her clothes back together, leaving her panties off. She sat down in front of the laptop and clicked to maximize the chat window.
“Still there?” she asked into the camera.
Nitesh nodded glumly, but of course she couldn’t see.
‘Still here’, Lalit typed.
“I’m so sorry, Nitesh.” It looked for a moment like she might cry. “I should have realized he wasn’t wearing a condom. I guess I was just caught up in it. You saw, didn’t you? That’s why you said RED.”
‘Don’t panic’, Lalit told her. ‘Like he said, it’s probably fine. It was only one time.’
Tanya nodded and blinked. She had been on the vergeof crying, but she’d managed to hold herself back. “You’re right. I think we’ll be okay. It’s not quite my time—not for another few days.” She took adeep breath. “It’s just…wow. Imagine if I got pregnant.”
‘Yes’, Lalit typed. ‘Imagine.’
Nitesh wondered what was going through his head. He wondered if Lalit cared at all.
“I’ll never not use a condom again,” Tanya said. “Next time I’ll make sure it’s on before he even gets close.”
‘Wait’, Nitesh thought. ‘Next time?!’
‘So, you enjoyed it?’ Lalit typed. ‘You want to do it again?’
Tanya took a deep breath and then nodded. A smile broke across her face and, despite everything, it was one of the most beautiful things one has everseen. A good, honest smile of genuine pleasure. “God, yes.”
‘You’re okay? He didn’t hurt you?’ Lalit was doing everything he could to sound like the concerned husband.
Tanya shook her head. “I’m a little bit sore from—you know, his size—”
Nitesh winced.
“But I’m okay,” Tanya continued. “And it really was good. God.”
She leaned forward, wanting to tell her husband every detail how she enjoyed being fucked by another man in front of him, thinking he’d want to hear. “You remember I told you about how he kissed me? It was like that,only better. He was so…firm with me. And his cock was…wow.”
The weird thing for Nitesh was, that a part of him did want to know the details. It was still a turn on, the thought of her with another man. But at the same time, his guts were churning, and the worst part was that he knew none of this was private: Lalit could well be recording all of this and telling the others.
Certainly, he’d tell Rony how much Tanya liked his cock. She thought shewas spilling her innermost secrets to her husband, but she was telling everyone!
‘I am so glad you enjoyed it’, Lalit told her. ‘I definitely want to do this again. When you’re ready.’
“No!” Nitesh yelled.
“LOL”, Lalit typed back to Nitesh.
Tanya nodded and then smiled. “I want to do it again too,” she told Nitesh. And then she gave him a look of pure heart-melting adoration. “God, I’m so lucky to have a husband like you, who lets me do this!”
“Aww!” Lalit typed to Nitesh. And then he typed ‘I love you.’ to her.
“I love you too,” Tanya said, and blew Nitesh a kiss before ending thecall. The chat window with Lalit stayed open.
“Looks like she’s raring to go”, Lalit typed to me. “See, Nitesh? We’re notpushing her to do anything. Hell, we can barely hang on to the leash!”
“You bastard,” Nitesh told him. Then, “Look, whatever else happens—please,we can’t let her get pregnant!”
“I have an idea about that”, Lalit typed to Nitesh.
He had a feeling he wasn’t going to like it.
Nitesh opened up the laptop again, in time to see Rony push Tanya onto the bed. She was panting, and landed with her legs slightly apart. Her skirt was up around her hips, her naked breasts bouncing as she stared up at him.
He climbed onto the bed, undoing his belt.
“No,” Nitesh said aloud, shaking his head. “No. I don’t want this. Do you understand? I don’t want this!”
“Your cock says you do”, typed Lalit.
Nitesh looked down. His cock was rock hard against his thigh, the bulge in his pants obvious. He’d forgotten that Lalit could still see my camera feed. He knew the truth about how this was affecting Nitesh...maybe better than Nitesh himself did.
Rony had his jeans down now and was pushing down his jockey shorts.
Tanya gasped as she saw his cock and then, as he turned slightly, Nitesh gasped, too. He was big—bigger than Nitesh again, and thick. The head of his cock was plum-like, heavy and swollen.
“Oh dear, Nitesh”, typed Lalit. “Look at that. Bigger than yours, isn’t it?”
Nitesh said nothing, merely stared.
Rony fisted his cock and held it for Tanya to see. “Do you want this?”he asked her.
She swallowed nervously, but nodded.
“You look scared,” he said. “Is it bigger than Nitesh’s?”
He knew, of course. He’d watched the video of Nitesh jacking off—even Nitesh was sure of it. This was just to further humiliate him.
Tanya gave a tiny glance at the camera. She knew Nitesh was watching. But she also thought he was enjoying the whole thing. “Y—Yes,” she said.
“I bet you always told your husband his was normal, didn’t you?” asked Rony. “You’re that sort of girl. Considerate.”
She didn’t answer, so he kissed her neck and nibbled her earlobe.
“Didn’t you?” he pressed.
“Yes....” she said softly.
“LOL”, typed Lalit.
Nitesh glared at the letters. Not only was Tanya being shown a bigger, better cock than his, not only was Rony about to fuck her, but Nitesh was well aware that Lalit would be recording this whole thing. Tomorrow, all the other guys on the island would watch it and laugh at Tanya’s small-cocked husband. The worst part was that she’d lied to Nitesh—with good intentions, true, but still a lie. He’d always thought he was average. Now he knew he was small.
Rony reached up under her skirt and dragged her thong down her legs and off, tossing it aside. He pushed her skirt up a little more, so that she was completely exposed. Thanks to her shaved pussy her soft, pink lips, already swollen with arousal. There was a glint of moisture between them.
“She’s wet for him”, Lalit typed. “Your darling wife is wet for another guy,Nitesh.”
“Shut up!” Nitesh roared, thumping his fist on the table.
Rony lowered himself between Tanya’s legs. Tanya glanced at the laptop screen for a second, checking to see if “RED” had appeared in the taskbar. But of course, it hadn’t—because Lalit was in control and hadn’t typed it. And henever would.
Suddenly, Tanya gasped, her gaze snapping back to Rony. He wasn’t in her yet, but he was making small movements.
“Does that feel good, Tanya?” he asked.
“Yesss,” Tanya breathed.
Rony was rubbing up and down her pussy lips with the head of his erect cock.
Nitesh froze. Rony’s naked cock. He hadn’t put a condom on.
“Wait!” yelled Nitesh. “Wait! Stop him!” as he saw Rony put his hands on Tanya’s thighs and push her legs apart asfar as the narrow bed allowed.
“Stop!” he shouted again. “He’s not using a condom!”
“I’m sure he’s clean”, Lalit typed.
“Here it comes,” Rony told Tanya, shifting closer to her. She gasped, her eyes open wide as she felt the head of his cock pressing at her now spread entrance.
“You don’t understand! She’s not on the pill!” Nitesh was clutching at the table, his knuckles white. “Stop him! Stop him!”
“Oh dear”, Lalit typed. “So poor Tanya could get knocked up?”
Rony pushed forward and groaned. His cock entering her waiting pussy. Tanya felt her pussy stretch as he slowly entered her. A hint of pain and pleasure written on Tanya’s beautiful face. Her lips parted as he stretched her wide, her head come off the pillow...and then the sudden gasp as the head of his cock slid inside her.
“Stop him!” Nitesh shouted. “Lalit, stop him!”
“Hmm”, typed Lalit, as if debating. “Well, what a dilemma.”
Rony sank a little further down and Nitesh imagined that big, hard cock spreading her delicate tunnel wider. The swollen head of him plunging deeper, deeper. His balls, loaded with sperm—he could come at any second!
“Please!” Nitesh was beside himself, now. Thinking if his returned having slept with another guy, they could come back from that...maybe. But if she got pregnant by someone else.... “We’re trying for a baby!”
“Well then”, typed Lalit, “we’re giving you what you want.”
Nitesh gritted his teeth so hard they hurt. Everything was a joke to him.
“Please!” he begged again.
On the screen, Nitesh could see Rony was thrusting into his wife. With each stroke, he could see Rony sink a little deeper between her spread thighs, his muscular ass clenching and unclenching. Tanya was weakly tossing her head on the pillow. “Please,” she murmured, “go slow, go slow...so...big.”
“He is big”, Lalit said, as if in idle observation. “I wonder if she’ll be the same, afterwards.”
“Please!” Nitesh begged. “Please, Lalit! Make him pull out!”
Rony gave a sudden groan and at the same time Tanya gave a sharp little cry. For a horrible second, Nitesh thought Rony has come. But he’d just rooted himself in her. There was still time to stop him.
“Seems cruel”, typed Lalit. “Making him stop before he finishes. But maybe if you did something for me….”
“Anything!” Nitesh told him. “Just tell me what!”
“Grab a paper and pen”, Lalit typed. “And make a nice big sign. Make itsay, “I love you. Have fun!”
On screen, Rony started to thrust in earnest. His hands were firmly planted either side of Tanya’s head, now, his body pumping hard between her thighs. Tanya was rolling her head from side to side and whispering, “I… am closeee… Fuck me harderrr…”,into Rony’s ear. Nitesh could almost feel the orgasm building inside her, winding tighter and tighter.
Nitesh raced around the room, finding a sheet of printer paper and a marker pen. He scrawled the words on it and then held it up to the camera for Lalit’s approval.
“Smile”, Lalit typed.
Without thinking, he smiled.
“Good”, Lalit told Nitesh. “Now, what was that word, again, to get her to stop? Green?”
“RED!” Nitesh screamed. “RED!”
Rony was thrusting faster now, getting close. He was grimacing, straining...close to release. Tanya was oblivious to the threat, lost in her own impending climax. She was bucking and twisting under him, her mouth a gaping, red-lipped “O”.
“Please, Lalit!” Nitesh begged helplessly. “RED! RED!”
Nitesh watched Lalit slowly type it out in the chat window, pretending to be him. ‘R—E—D’. He hit ENTER, and the word appeared on Tanya’s laptop screen. But it wouldn’t do any good unless she happened to look across and see it.
“I’m going to come,” said Rony between pants. “I’m going to come in you, Tanya.”
That seemed to wake Tanya up. “W—Wait,” she told him. “Are you wearing a condom?”
He ignored her, his thrusts getting faster and more erratic.
Tanya started to panic. “Are you?” she hissed. Then she glanced at the laptop and saw the word RED in the taskbar. “Rony! Please! Are you wearing a condom?!”
“There are no condoms on the island,” he told her breathlessly. “No one has sex here. Until you came along.” He went suddenly tense.
“No! God, no!” Nitesh shouted.
“Wait!” wailed Tanya. “Pull out! Pull—”
Rony’s face contorted as he shot. Tanya jerked with each thick pulse; her head pressed back against the pillow. But even as she panicked and thrashed, the sensation took her over the edge. “God,” she gasped. “I’m coming!” And she went rigid, hips lifting off the bed to grind against her lover, breasts bouncing as her back arched.
“Oops”, Lalit typed. “LOL”.
“Ahhh,” groaned Rony, his hips jerking again and again. Nitesh could visualize the creamy fluid plastering her soft, pink walls. She’d never had unprotected sex up until a month before—they’d always used condoms, the whole time they’d been married. An unknown man was leaving his seed inside her for the very first time, a virtual stranger. They didn’t even know last name?!
Rony leaned forward and kissed Tanya on the lips and then drew himself out of her. She lay there unmoving on the bed, and as he stood Nitesh had a clear view of her spread thighs. The shining pink lips of her pussy were puffy and swollen, gaping slightly from his size. And from between them oozed a thin trickle of white sperm.
“You—You...God, you came inside me,” Tanya whispered disbelievingly.
“You loved it,” Rony told her. “You came, just from feeling me shoot. Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy it.”
Tanya raised herself up on her elbows and looked down at herself.
“God...I could get pregnant.”
Rony blinked, as if he was surprised that she wasn’t on the pill. That wasn’t part of the plan, Nitesh thought. Lalit hadn’t considered it when he’d set this whole thing up. Nitesh waited for Rony to react in horror. Maybe it wouldeven scare him enough to put an end to the game.
But instead, a slow smile spread across Rony’s face. He leaned forward and kissed Tanya on the cheek as he pulled his jeans up. “Relax,” he told her. “It was just one time. It’ll be fine.”
Tanya nodded softly, looking uncertain. She looked…ravaged. It was worse than if she’d been nude, somehow. She was lying there on the bed, legs apart and cum still trickling from her. Her sexy shoes and stockings were still in place, but one stocking was laddered, her skirt was up around her hips and her panties were gone. Her blouse gaped open and her bra had been pushed up, baring her breasts.
She was lying there in a state of shock and thousands of miles away unaware that her husband satin their home with the same horrified expression on his face thinking about his actions that lead to this.
He never could have imagined that their silly teasing games could lead to this. The worst part was that he wasn’t in control of the situation. Lalit was controlling things now, but if Nitesh hadn’t drawn Tanya into this in the first place, his plan never would have worked.
‘It was all my fault.’, Thought Nitesh.
And even more disturbing than what had happened was that she’d obviously enjoyed it. She’d come as he fucked her—hell, she’d come when she felt him shoot into her. Even the most dangerous part had given her pleasure.
Nitesh realised his cock had been rock-hard throughout, as if he was some sortof small-cocked, pathetic cuckold.
He very nearly hurled the laptop to the floor in anger and sheer frustration. The only thing that stopped him was the thought of two weeks waiting to know what happened.
Rony softly nuzzled Tanya’s neck. “It was fantastic,” he told her. “You were fantastic.”
He stopped, waiting for something. And Tanya gave it to him.
“You were incredible,” she breathed, some of the tension starting to leave her body.
Nitesh felt my heart break a little.
“Can I see you again?” Rony asked.
Tanya’s eyes flicked to the laptop before she could stop herself. “I need to think about it,” she told him.
When she glanced away, Rony looked at the laptop and grinned, and Nitesh knew exactly what was going through his head. Tanya had just told him with her look that she’d talk to Nitesh, that he’d be the one to decide what happened next. And that meant that, in reality, it would be Lalit she’d talk to. Rony would get what he wanted.
Nitesh gave a scream of frustration. He was powerless!
“I’d better go,” Rony told my wife. He kissed her again and left, closing the door behind him.
Tanya put her clothes back together, leaving her panties off. She sat down in front of the laptop and clicked to maximize the chat window.
“Still there?” she asked into the camera.
Nitesh nodded glumly, but of course she couldn’t see.
‘Still here’, Lalit typed.
“I’m so sorry, Nitesh.” It looked for a moment like she might cry. “I should have realized he wasn’t wearing a condom. I guess I was just caught up in it. You saw, didn’t you? That’s why you said RED.”
‘Don’t panic’, Lalit told her. ‘Like he said, it’s probably fine. It was only one time.’
Tanya nodded and blinked. She had been on the vergeof crying, but she’d managed to hold herself back. “You’re right. I think we’ll be okay. It’s not quite my time—not for another few days.” She took adeep breath. “It’s just…wow. Imagine if I got pregnant.”
‘Yes’, Lalit typed. ‘Imagine.’
Nitesh wondered what was going through his head. He wondered if Lalit cared at all.
“I’ll never not use a condom again,” Tanya said. “Next time I’ll make sure it’s on before he even gets close.”
‘Wait’, Nitesh thought. ‘Next time?!’
‘So, you enjoyed it?’ Lalit typed. ‘You want to do it again?’
Tanya took a deep breath and then nodded. A smile broke across her face and, despite everything, it was one of the most beautiful things one has everseen. A good, honest smile of genuine pleasure. “God, yes.”
‘You’re okay? He didn’t hurt you?’ Lalit was doing everything he could to sound like the concerned husband.
Tanya shook her head. “I’m a little bit sore from—you know, his size—”
Nitesh winced.
“But I’m okay,” Tanya continued. “And it really was good. God.”
She leaned forward, wanting to tell her husband every detail how she enjoyed being fucked by another man in front of him, thinking he’d want to hear. “You remember I told you about how he kissed me? It was like that,only better. He was so…firm with me. And his cock was…wow.”
The weird thing for Nitesh was, that a part of him did want to know the details. It was still a turn on, the thought of her with another man. But at the same time, his guts were churning, and the worst part was that he knew none of this was private: Lalit could well be recording all of this and telling the others.
Certainly, he’d tell Rony how much Tanya liked his cock. She thought shewas spilling her innermost secrets to her husband, but she was telling everyone!
‘I am so glad you enjoyed it’, Lalit told her. ‘I definitely want to do this again. When you’re ready.’
“No!” Nitesh yelled.
“LOL”, Lalit typed back to Nitesh.
Tanya nodded and then smiled. “I want to do it again too,” she told Nitesh. And then she gave him a look of pure heart-melting adoration. “God, I’m so lucky to have a husband like you, who lets me do this!”
“Aww!” Lalit typed to Nitesh. And then he typed ‘I love you.’ to her.
“I love you too,” Tanya said, and blew Nitesh a kiss before ending thecall. The chat window with Lalit stayed open.
“Looks like she’s raring to go”, Lalit typed to me. “See, Nitesh? We’re notpushing her to do anything. Hell, we can barely hang on to the leash!”
“You bastard,” Nitesh told him. Then, “Look, whatever else happens—please,we can’t let her get pregnant!”
“I have an idea about that”, Lalit typed to Nitesh.
He had a feeling he wasn’t going to like it.
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The next day, Nitesh found himself reading the hidden forum. He didn’t want to, but just couldn’t help himself. There was a new thread entitled Heather on her back. He couldn’t stop himself from clicking on it, or watching the video. He’d been right—judging by the comments, some of the men had actually watched the whole thing unfold live in the break room. And there were a lot of comments. Men talking about her looks—her face and ass. A detailed discussion of her pussy and how good it looked with cum trickling out of it.
A blow-by-blow discussion from Tony on how it had felt—he said her pussy was “like a goddamn glove.” And page after page of guys talking about how they’d like to fuck her.
Around lunchtime, Nitesh was surprised to get a call from Heather. Normally she called in the evening, so he knew something had happened. For a moment, he hoped that it would catch Lalit unawares and he’d finally get to warn her about what was going on, but then realized that he couldn’t even answer the call—he was still locked out of the laptop apart from the forum. If Lalit wasn’t around to answer the call, it would simply ring and ring and Heather would think Nitesh was out.
It rang for a long time before Nitesh saw Lalit click “Accept Call”. Heather was sitting there in jeans and a sweatshirt.
‘Sorry’, Lalit typed. ‘I was running an errand. Just got back’. Nitesh imagined him sprinting through the corridors to his office to answer the call. ‘What’s up?’
Heather looked happy, but a little uncertain. “Tony just stopped by,” she said.
Nitesh’s eyes flashed to the bed behind her. ‘Had they just fucked?’ He thought.
“We just talked,” she said. “He had an idea about…contraception.”
‘Wear a condom’, Nitesh thought. ‘What’s so hard about that?!’
“Tony said that he wants to make sure I don’t get pregnant, and that condoms break. There’s a guy on board who acts as the island’s doctor— mainly for emergencies, but he’s a licensed MD. And they have a full stock of everything here, for men and women—they have to, by law, in case by some miracle they get a female crew member. Anyway, that includes contraceptive injections. He can give me one that’ll last for three months.”
She bit her lip. “It would mean delaying starting a family when we get back, though—it would be another couple of months until I could get pregnant. But, you know, maybe that’s a good thing. I mean, we’re not going to have seen each other in a while. Maybe it would be good to just be having sex and not worrying about dates and temperatures and ovulation and things.”
Nitesh was nodding, and then realized she couldn’t see him. He went to speak and then realized she couldn’t hear him, either. It was heartbreaking: His wife wanted his help to make a huge decision, one that affected their future, and he couldn’t be there for her.
Nitesh saw a chat window from Lalit popped up. "What do you want me to say to her?"
For some reason, he was giving Nitesh just a tiny bit of freedom. ‘Maybe he wasn’t a complete bastard after all’. Nitesh thought about it quickly, but there was really only one answer in his mind. “Tell her to do it,” Nitesh said.
‘I think you should do it’, Lalit typed to Heather.
Heather nodded. “I thought so too. I’ll go and see him today. Now I have to run. Love you, honey.”
She was gone. And Nitesh was left sitting there, a little surprised at the lengths Tony and Lalit were going to protect her. However, cruel they seemed; they obviously didn’t want anything bad to happen to her.
The next day, Nitesh found himself reading the hidden forum. He didn’t want to, but just couldn’t help himself. There was a new thread entitled Heather on her back. He couldn’t stop himself from clicking on it, or watching the video. He’d been right—judging by the comments, some of the men had actually watched the whole thing unfold live in the break room. And there were a lot of comments. Men talking about her looks—her face and ass. A detailed discussion of her pussy and how good it looked with cum trickling out of it.
A blow-by-blow discussion from Tony on how it had felt—he said her pussy was “like a goddamn glove.” And page after page of guys talking about how they’d like to fuck her.
Around lunchtime, Nitesh was surprised to get a call from Heather. Normally she called in the evening, so he knew something had happened. For a moment, he hoped that it would catch Lalit unawares and he’d finally get to warn her about what was going on, but then realized that he couldn’t even answer the call—he was still locked out of the laptop apart from the forum. If Lalit wasn’t around to answer the call, it would simply ring and ring and Heather would think Nitesh was out.
It rang for a long time before Nitesh saw Lalit click “Accept Call”. Heather was sitting there in jeans and a sweatshirt.
‘Sorry’, Lalit typed. ‘I was running an errand. Just got back’. Nitesh imagined him sprinting through the corridors to his office to answer the call. ‘What’s up?’
Heather looked happy, but a little uncertain. “Tony just stopped by,” she said.
Nitesh’s eyes flashed to the bed behind her. ‘Had they just fucked?’ He thought.
“We just talked,” she said. “He had an idea about…contraception.”
‘Wear a condom’, Nitesh thought. ‘What’s so hard about that?!’
“Tony said that he wants to make sure I don’t get pregnant, and that condoms break. There’s a guy on board who acts as the island’s doctor— mainly for emergencies, but he’s a licensed MD. And they have a full stock of everything here, for men and women—they have to, by law, in case by some miracle they get a female crew member. Anyway, that includes contraceptive injections. He can give me one that’ll last for three months.”
She bit her lip. “It would mean delaying starting a family when we get back, though—it would be another couple of months until I could get pregnant. But, you know, maybe that’s a good thing. I mean, we’re not going to have seen each other in a while. Maybe it would be good to just be having sex and not worrying about dates and temperatures and ovulation and things.”
Nitesh was nodding, and then realized she couldn’t see him. He went to speak and then realized she couldn’t hear him, either. It was heartbreaking: His wife wanted his help to make a huge decision, one that affected their future, and he couldn’t be there for her.
Nitesh saw a chat window from Lalit popped up. "What do you want me to say to her?"
For some reason, he was giving Nitesh just a tiny bit of freedom. ‘Maybe he wasn’t a complete bastard after all’. Nitesh thought about it quickly, but there was really only one answer in his mind. “Tell her to do it,” Nitesh said.
‘I think you should do it’, Lalit typed to Heather.
Heather nodded. “I thought so too. I’ll go and see him today. Now I have to run. Love you, honey.”
She was gone. And Nitesh was left sitting there, a little surprised at the lengths Tony and Lalit were going to protect her. However, cruel they seemed; they obviously didn’t want anything bad to happen to her.