Adultery Wife's Cooperation - Transformation of a Shy wife into Naughty Erotic sexy wife on a trip with 4 friends (Illustrated)

[a017atha]

"So, darling," Aditi turned to her husband Ajay. "Is the hunting trip even happening this year?"
Every year the Doon Gang of 4 -- which was Ajay, his friend (and current boss) Suresh, and their pals Virat and Navin -- would go on a hunting trip in the late summer in Northern Garhiwal. The four called themselves the Gang of 4 as they had all met and befriended each other at Doon University since their undergraduate days, and had been firm friends since then. Suresh, Virat and Navin knew each other from first year, and Ajay had joined Trinity in his second year, transferring from another college. He and Suresh had been dorm mates, and it was Suresh who introduced him to the others. Soon all four got really close and did everything together. Even since graduation, they had kept in touch as they had all moved to Delhi.
The August hunting trip around Independence day was now an annual tradition, and this year was the 10thh anniversary of their first trip. Suresh owned the lodge, having bought it in his first year after graduation, and since then every year he invited the whole gang late summer for a hunting trip. The guys all looked forward to spending 4 days in the wilderness a few hours north of Delhi.
Also accompanying them for the last two years were three ladies -- the wives of Ajay, Suresh and Navin. Virat, who was still a bachelor, would sometimes bring the girl he would be dating at that time, but usually it would be just him. The seven of them would have a lovely time in a cozy lodge, equipped with all modern facilities, and yet getting away from the city and communing with nature.
This year, however, was different.
First, it was Suresh's wife.
"Sorry, guys." Suresh texted the group. "She can't make it. My mother-in-law is not well and my wife's flying out tonight to be with her."
"This is just an excuse." Aditi, Ajay's wife, told him as soon as she heard. "She was never really interested in that lodge trip. Too much of a spoilt city girl. I know she is not flying anywhere."
"You think so?" Ajay replied.
"Yes." Aditi nodded. "She would always complain about no wifi when we were there, when you guys were out hunting or fishing."
"You know," Ajay pointed out, "Nothing stopped you ladies from joining the hunt, or going fishing too! I know YOU love to go fishing!"
"I know. I know." Aditi agreed. "But will all the girls staying in the lodge, how it would look if I -- the lone woman -- went on a hunting trip with four guys!"
Aditi didn't know how foretelling her words would become!
Soon it was Navin's turn to message the group.
"Sorry, everyone." He messaged the group. "My wife's not really feeling up for it, so she is going to stay home."
"Navin's wife is not going because Suresh's wife is not going." Aditi told Ajay. "I knew she would also find an excuse. Those two are now close with each other. They always were jealous of me -- and how I know all of you guys for so long."
"Well, we ALL -- Suresh, Navin, Virat and I -- knew you since our university days." Ajay pointed out. "Much before any of the other wives came into our lives! They can't really blame you for that!"
"Ya... well... this time they decided not to go at all."
"Oh, well." Ajay shrugged. "Their loss. The weather is supposed to be really great this time."
"Ajay isn't too much bothered with what he considered lady issues," Aditi thought. "He is thinking if the other wives wanted to come, they would come. If not, who cared? Well... I care. I will be the lone woman on this trip."
Aditi took a look once again at the messages and turned to her husband.
"So," She repeated her question. "Is the hunting trip even happening this year?"
"Why not?" Ajay exclaimed. "We four men are going, plus you."
"You want me to come along, after all the ladies cancelled?"
"Why not?"
"Look. Virat is coming alone." Aditi reminded her husband. "And the other wives just cancelled. So it looks like there are no other women going this time, other than me. Ajay, you guys better make it a stag affair. The Trinity 4. I can talk to my boss and cancel my vacation. In fact, I can hang out with our OTHER friends circle -- our volleyball group."
Ajay and Aditi had another group of friends -- the Acers. These were a bunch of guys - and their wives -- who all regularly played co-ed volleyball in their neighborhood league. Over the years all of them had grown close with each other and would regularly hang out.
"No, no." Ajay poured water over her plans and insisted on the hunting trip. "You HAVE to come! You know you have so much fun there. We can hang out with the Acers any time."
"Yes, but this time I will be the only woman on the hunting trip!" Aditi argued. "If I go this time, you boys will go hunting and fishing all day, leaving me alone in the house all day. If I have to be alone, I might as well stay home."
"No! No." Ajay insisted. He quickly had to think of something. "If you go... at least I will get some good food. You know none of us guys can really cook! The two years when it was just us guys who used to go... we had to eat canned food and boiled plain pasta."
"Oh!" Aditi rolled her eyes and put her hands to her hips. "THAT's why you want me to go! I will be your maid... nay! I will be everyone's maid for the trip. Cooking for all of you guys, cleaning up after all of you, and who knows what."
"We will all treat you very well." Ajay said with a big grin. "After all, you will be the centre of attention. One hot woman, four guys, alone in the wilderness. You may be the maid, but you will be the HOT maid. I know Suresh will be very happy if you still go."
"Hmm." Aditi laughed. "He better not pinch my ass again. His wife nearly caught us last time!"
Aditi, and Suresh's crush on her, was a good source of fun between Ajay and Aditi. As Aditi had also attended University of Toronto at the same time as the Trinity Gang of 4, although she used to go to a different college, she had been good friends with all of them due to the fact that she was often in the same classes as them. Suresh had a big crush on her since that first year, and had tried to woo her several times. He had known her since his first year. Even though Aditi remained friends, she had made it clear to him that she wasn't interested in him in that manner. Yet when Ajay had joined the gang in their second year, she started to get drawn towards him.
After graduation, all of them had found employment in various firms in Delhi, and had kept in touch. Even as Ajay and Aditi started to date, Suresh would always remind her that she was his first love.
Aditi would tolerate his banter and his flirting, even as she and Ajay started to fall in love. It was their own bedroom secret -- she would sometimes tease Ajay about giving in to Suresh's advances, and Ajay would tell her, 'go for it'. Then they would have passionate sex in the bedroom while Aditi tease her husband and would yell out Suresh's name in the throes of orgasm.
The five of them were also rather free with each other, making dirty jokes and Aditi sometimes felt like she was one of the boys. Of course then Suresh would spoil that by thinking of a dirty pickup line on Aditi that would make everyone cringe.
"I always wondered why you never fell for Suresh yourself," Ajay had asked Aditi once. "After all he is rich, handsome, and charismatic and has a way with the ladies."
"Exactly that last part." Aditi had replied. "In our first year, before you had joined the college, I remember Suresh was involved with some female lecturer. He just seemed like trouble, and I never really wanted that. Then I went to India, and had a summer fling with my high school boy friend, and when I returned to Canada, I met you. And I could never think of any one else after that."
"I forget what Suresh was doing pinching YOUR ass again." Ajay remarked, later that evening as they were having dinner. They had finished their packing, and would be leaving next morning. "After all, you are now MY wife. And he has one too!"
"I was in the kitchen." Aditi answered, as she put some soup on her bowl. "It was my turn to cook. I think Suresh's wife was in the shower, and you, Virat, Navin and his wife were out exploring the lake. I was busy cooking when Suresh showed up to stand behind me."
"He was direct." Aditi continued. "He just said, 'You have a wonderful ass, Aditi.' Of course, I giggled and said, 'Why don't you check out your own wife's ass. She is in the shower, you know.' And his reply was, 'She doesn't have your ASSets, Aditi.' It was so cringe-worthy, that I laughed and said, 'You can't handle my ASSet, Suresh.' The next thing I know, he was pinching my butt."
"He knew you wouldn't mind, of course." Ajay remarked drily. "As he was... handling... your ASSet."
"Well," Aditi blushed. "You know how he is. He pinched me on each butt cheek, patted my ass and said, 'Nah, I can handle this.' And good thing his hands didn't linger, because we heard his wife come down the stairs. And you know what happened later that night."
Ajay nodded. Later that night, when all the people had retired to their own rooms, he and Aditi had wild, loud, boisterous sex. Apparently they had been so loud that everyone could hear them through the walls, and they were both teased mercilessly the next morning.
"Whenever Suresh flirts with you, I am the beneficiary." Ajay grinned. "You get extra horny and wet when he comes on to you. So on this trip if he wants to pinch your big juicy buttocks again, I say go for it!"
Aditi and Ajay both laughed.
"Well," Aditi flashed her husband a naughty grin. "Suresh is not the only one in your office who has copped a feel of your wife's ass. What was that guy's name... your CIO... Kiran?"
"Yes, Kiran." Ajay grinned back. He knew the story she was going to recount.
"Last Diwali party at your office, when you took me." Aditi shook her head. "Kiran wanted to dance with me, and cut in. It was a slow song too. And his hand was... on my ass... instead of being on my waist. All the time! I couldn't even say anything... he was your CIO! And then, he passed me on to Balwinder, your director. And then he slow danced with me, and I could feel his hardness against me, all through the song! Not to mention his hand also on my butt. He was trying to fondle me, but so casually, as if it was just an accidental touch!"
"Maybe it was just that." Ajay offered. He had heard the story before. Many times. They would often use the incident to spice up their own sex. "After all, Balwinder is old."



"Nah." Aditi shook her head. "It was a proper butt fondle. Hold. Squeeze, shake. I could feel my dress actually go into the crack of my ass. And then of course I was passed on to Maninder, the company owner's son. Maninder had BOTH hands on my ass... it wasn't a dance, he was just dry humping me! Thankfully you decided to cut in and... um... rescue me, otherwise all these men were enjoying themselves with me. And my poor butt! Thank goodness Suresh wasn't at that party!"
Both of them laughed at the incident. Aditi knew her husband didn't mind her teasing other men like this. Ajay was... different.
"You should have let Maninder cop a feel of your big titties." Ajay joked with her. "Then maybe he would have promoted me."
"Oh, is that so?" Aditi raised an eye brow. She decided to add some more naughty banter of her own.
"This time, what about Suresh? What if he makes some comment about my boobs? Should I flash him and show him my tits so you can be the beneficiary again, as you say? After all, he IS now your immediate boss."
"If it makes you horny," Ajay grinned, "I say: Go for it."
"You are incorrigible." Aditi shook her head. Still laughing, she kicked it up another notch. "I know you shared those cuckold stories with me sometime ago, but I hope you realize what you are dragging me into. Four horny, drunk guys, and 1 tempting lady. I might not just be the Maid to all of them, you know. They might ask me to be their Wife for this trip as well. I might be part of a gang bang! After all, one of them has already groped my ass! Those cuckold erotica of Tarek Zia that you love so much -- this could be one of them! I might become a cum dump for your friends. You will be out hunting, while you friends will be banging your wife!"
Ajay had only one answer. Aditi knew what her husband would say.
"Go for it!"

 

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Of course such talk had its effect. Later that night, as they lay in bed, Aditi rubbed against Ajay. She was wearing a sheer lingerie, and her nipples were hard and erect. Ajay immediately put a hand on her nether regions. She was wet.
"Oh, Ajay!" Aditi giggled. "You uncouth man! Heading straight for my pussy!"
Ajay ignored her and inserted one, and then two fingers in her. She was dripping with juice.
"You are wet." Ajay commented. "All that talk about my friends gangbanging you has made you wet! My darling wife... you are a slut! You want to be taken by all of us!"
"Oh, Ajay!" Aditi sighed, as her husband began to finger her.
Ajay waited for a few minutes as Aditi began to writhe around. Then, in one move, he raised himself, pulled down his pajamas, and plunged into her.
"Ungh!" Aditi cried out, as Ajay began to pump her furiously. He hugged her tightly and began to kiss her all over her face. Aditi started to say something, but Ajay's penis was now tunneling its way down her very wet passage.
"Omph!" Aditi cried out as Ajay plowed deeper and deeper into her. "Ajay! Be gentle!"
Ajay moved his butt back and eased out of her a bit, before pummeling her again and again.
"Oh, Ajay. Oh, Ajay!"
Ajay started to pick up the pace. His hands were around her, holding her in a tight embrace. As Aditi began to murmur and move her hips in rhythm to his, Ajay raised himself and slammed into her, again and again. His wife's arms were now around her and her nails clawed deep into Ajay's back.
"Oh, Ajay!"
They kissed passionately as his hips slammed into hers, again and again. The air was filled with the sounds of the rhythmic creaking of the bed springs and the loud, orgasmic moans of Aditi as Ajay pounded her, again and again.
"Oh, Ajay!"
Ajay began to ejaculate. He groaned loudly as his hips jerked and he started to cum.
"Oh, Aditi." Ajay uttered, as his balls emptied into her.
The couple lay in a heap, with Ajay's dick still buried in his wife's cunt.
I wish he had taken a little bit more time, Aditi thought, as Ajay's cum continued to swirl inside her. I know he gets excited when we talk about Suresh and his crush on me, or other guys having their way with me, and cannot control himself, but I am still so aroused.
Ajay fucked her twice more that night. By teasing him about his fetish for cuckold erotica, Aditi had awakened something in him. Each time his orgasm was even more powerful than the one before. Ajay would suck on his wife's huge breasts, or grope her big buttocks, before burying his pecker deep into her vagina. He finally fell asleep with their bodies joined together, crotch to crotch, pubic hair to pubic hair. Aditi could hardly stay awake, so worn out she had been as her husband had brutally rammed into her, ravaging her until she lost her voice, screaming and moaning with pleasure. Her pleas to her husband to be gentle fell on deaf ears. Yet, she was extremely aroused, even after being fucked multiple times. Each time Ajay would cum too quickly.



Long after Ajay was fast asleep, Aditi pushed him slightly away from her, and continued to finger herself. As waves after waves of ecstasy enveloped her and her body kept on shuddering, she could only murmur one phrase.
"Oh, Suresh! Oh Navin! Oh Virat! Take me, please. All of you. Please take me as your slut and fuck me as fast as you can. Please. Take me! Fuck me! I am your slut! Fuck me!"
* * *
On the morning of the journey, Ajay checked his phone; it had just beeped.
"Ajay! Are you ready?" Aditi called out. She was just grabbing a bag of snacks she had made for the road trip. "We have to go pick up everyone and then head out."
"I am ready, babydoll," Ajay replied, as he checked his phone. "I will be waiting in the car. Come when you are ready, and remember to lock up and set the alarm."
"Yes, darling."
It was Kiran, the CIO of the company that Ajay worked for, and he had just sent Ajay an email. Ajay checked it, shot off a quick reply. Another beep resulted a minute later. It was his CIO again.
"Have a fun trip, Ajay!" The man had emailed. "We will talk more about the transition when you are back. See you on Tuesday. Say hi to your beautiful sexy wife Aditi for me."
Ajay grinned to himself as he read the message, again.
Tuesday back at work was going to be fun.

 

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That's a fine woman you got there, Ajay." Navin said, as he put down his glass.
For a moment no one played cards. The guys had all been drinking, but at this moment they were all -- at least their eyes were -- fully focused on Aditi's ass as she walked away from them down the corridor. Her pajamas were a bit too tight for her big rotund ass, and her panty lines were clearly visible. Each ass cheek swung up or down as she walked away, making her whole caboose jiggle. Her cropped t-shirt was slightly a size small, so part of her midriff and bare back was visible, further delineating the round shape of her curvaceous buttocks.
"Nice, spunky ass! Bouncy... would be great to spank 'em!" Suresh said what they were all thinking, as Aditi turned around the corner and disappeared from view. "And great set of boobs too! You are a lucky man, Ajay."
"Hey!" As the evening had progressed, and the alcohol had flowed freely, Ajay was getting a little irritated at his friends' constant bawdy comments about his wife, while also getting slightly aroused at the effect Aditi had on all of them. "That's my wife, you know. Your Bhabhi. A little respect, please."
"No, no." Suresh corrected. "That's OUR wife. For this week. Remember, she agreed to it on our ride here."
"Hmm." Ajay looked at his cards. "Only as far as kitchen duties go, you know."
"I wouldn't mind her being Wife to me in the kitchen." Suresh quipped. "This lodge has a big kitchen! I would love to cook things up with Our Wife!"
"I can help Aditi make a sandwich!" Virat joked. "She has nice buns!"
"She can squeeze my corndog with her big spice rack!" Navin joined in the fun. "And I wouldn't mind beating her eggs too."
"Very funny, guys." Ajay shook his head. "Anyone has any other crude comment about my wife?"
"Our wife." Suresh corrected, and then continued, "We are in Junsar region in Garhwal, here one lady has multiple husbands and it is accepted society norm"
All three of Navin, Suresh and Virat burst out laughing. Ajay looked at them for a minute, and then joined in.
"OK guys... that was a good one." He said. "But um... let's get back to the card game, you know. Aditi would kill me if she found out we were talking about her like this."
"She's cool with it." Suresh remarked. "If she heard what I said, Aditi will probably answer with a sassy comeback about how small my penis is likely to be, or something like that. That's what I like about your wife, Ajay. Aditi's fun, and great with our banter. I can share a dirty joke with her without worry. She's not a killjoy... or a cold boring prude."

For some time no one spoke. Ajay could not help but wonder if Suresh was talking about his own wife. They all knew his marriage was arranged, after he had given in to his rich family's pressure. Both Suresh and his wife came from good, rich Jat families, and they were a good looking couple. Yet that's where the similarities ended.
Suresh was fun, jovial, and a bit of a loose cannon. His wife on the other hand was cold and conservative. She was an introvert and hardly spoke with his friends.
That's why you are free with my wife and pinched her ass, Ajay thought. You can't try that on your own wife.
For a while no one spoke, and everyone concentrated on their card game. They were playing poker, and there was quite a lot of money in the pot. It wasn't long though, before Suresh broke the silence.
"You should ask Aditi if it hurts, Ajay." Suresh said.
"Hurts?" Ajay was puzzled. "Hurts where?"
"Well... falling from heaven is a pretty big fall. You know, even if you are an angel..."
Navin and Virat groaned as Ajay threw Suresh a bemused look.
"Really, that's the best you came up with? All those years of pining for my wife and that's your best line?"
It was a bit of an insult thrown Suresh's way. Normally Ajay wouldn't reply like this, but they had been drinking and he was getting more riled up as the men continued to be crude about Aditi.



"Hey, sorry, I crossed a line there." Suresh raised a hand in apology. "You know what, let me get you another drink."
"Oh, I don't think I can drink more." Ajay replied. He put a hand on his forehead as if he was already getting a headache. "Any more and I will have to retire for the night."
Suresh and Navin exchanged a knowing look with each other. Navin then glanced back at Ajay.
"Nonsense, Ajay, your glass is empty." Navin commented. "Suresh, why don't you go to the fridge? I put a new wine bottle there. French. You can get that for us."
"Sure." Suresh got up, and then turned to Navin. "Er... which one was that?"
"I will come with you too."

 

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Once they were both in the kitchen, Navin turned to Suresh.
"You sure about this?" He hissed at Suresh.
"Relax." Suresh was calm. "I am confident. Don't worry."
"Don't worry... you say! Suresh! We will ask Ajay... we will ask him to let us... bet on... FUCKING his wife." Navin shook his head. "Why would he say yes? No matter how drunk... he is not going to let us fuck Aditi. Even on a bet! No man would!"
"You need to relax. Breathe, boy... deep breaths!" Suresh grinned. "I know this will work. It's a big lure... the amount of money... JUST LOOK at the amount of cash in the pot! You think I was folding just for no reason?! This is the build up. And besides... I know they both like this kind of thing."
"WHAT?!! How do you know?"
"Ajay told me!" Suresh smiled. "He let it out that sometimes they role play in bed, pretending it's me... he has that fetish, and she is fine with it. If they were white people they would probably have an open marriage."
"A fetish and fantasy is one thing!" Navin replied. "This is reality. I know Aditi can be a bit of a tease, and Ajay is fine with her dancing and all with others... but... we will be asking him, hey man... next round if we win how about we fuck your wife! In return you can take all this money."
Suresh nodded.
"I am telling you he will go for it. Look how drunk he is!" He emphasized. "And as I said, this sort of thing tickles his fancy. He is... different."
"I don't know." Navin was still uneasy. "I mean, we will be testing our friendship. It already took a lot of planning to ensure our wives are not here."
"And didn't it work?" Suresh replied. "I TOLD you that Aditi won't cancel and Ajay will bring her here, even if she is the only woman."
"Ya... but actually asking Ajay to let us all fuck Aditi..."
"Look." Suresh sighed. "It's not that we are going to put a gun to his head, hold him hostage and then take turns raping his wife. Everything will be consensual, and you can bet they won't tell anyone, so our wives will never find out. What are you so worried about? If Ajay says yes, but Aditi doesn't want to sleep with us, she won't! And nothing will come of this. As simple as that. Every thing that happens -- or will happen -- is to be consensual."
"I know... but still! Exactly what you said! What if he says yes and she says no? Then it will be so uneasy and awkward."
"So if she says no what's your issue! You don't get to fuck her and we tease Ajay about it. But think... what if HE says yes AND she says yes. You know you always wanted to bang Aditi. And I told you -- I have already slapped Aditi on the ass and she joked it off. She is going to be cool with this."
"Hmm. And what if we lose the pot?" Navin decided to try another tact. "No guarantee we will win the bet."
"You are a loser." Suresh laughed. "Do you think I didn't think of that? Years of my part time job at that casino... I have stacked the deck. Ajay should have paid more attention when I cut and dealt. Now... do you want to fuck Aditi or not?"


"Ok..." Navin was finally convinced. "Let's go back. Let's do it."
"See, now!" Suresh laughed. "You are always so cautious! Remember Mrs. Swati, our Physics teacher back in the first year? Before we knew Ajay? Remember Mrs. Swati? You were so tentative about her as well... when I said we could ALL bang her. Not just me."
"She was a slut." Navin countered. "Mrs. Swati WANTED to fuck you. And then us because you told her to. She was a proper sex crazy slut."
"So is Aditi." Suresh said. "She just doesn't realize it yet."
"I guess. Now let's go back and get this going."
"Remember!" Suresh cautioned. "Virat doesn't know anything about it except that we are going to ask Ajay to let us fuck Aditi. He thinks we are just thinking of this on the spur of the moment. He doesn't know anything else. So don't let him think this is all pre-planned between us."
"Ya ya sure. Now let's go back."
Once they were back in the room, Suresh asked for Ajay's glass.
"This will be my last drink." Ajay stated. "I have to quit after this."
"Well at least you get to go lie down beside Our Wife." Suresh commented snidely. "And get her to do her wifely duties with you."
"Well... Our wife...my wife... is probably fast asleep by now." Ajay answered. He had already gulped down one shot and Suresh was now pouring him another. "And I am probably too drunk."
"Say..." Suresh looked at Ajay as he started to drink. "This is a lot of money on the pot, Ajay, and I know you can't carry on for long. Want to make the next round interesting?"
"Hmm." Ajay looked back at him warily. "What do you have in mind, Suresh? Knowing you, probably something about Aditi."
"Hey don't worry." Suresh grinned. "Only if Our Wife is up for it..."

 

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Aditi was up early the next morning, right at the crack of dawn. She had a long time habit of waking up early, doing some yoga and meditation, before tackling the day. As she walked into the kitchen, she reflected on the fact that all the men were fast asleep.
I knew this would happen, Aditi chuckled to herself. As the woman, I would get stuck with the kitchen duties -- the cooking and the cleaning. I am the maid while the boys go hunt, drink, play cards, make crude jokes about my butt and boobs, and then sleep all morning.
Suresh's little joke from their ride up here yesterday suddenly came into her mind.
"Not just the maid," He had said, "You will have to be 'the wife' to each of us. You have to cook, clean, and do whatever ELSE a wife does with her man. You are now Our Wife."
And then he had blown a kiss at her, making a rather loud SMOOCH sound.
Of course, as Aditi had started to blush, everyone else was laughing, including her husband. The men all knew that Suresh was always flirting with Aditi, even when Ajay was around. It was expected. She remembered their Niagara trip three years ago, JUST after graduation, when Aditi and Ajay were simply girlfriend and boyfriend. Through the entire trip Suresh had unashamedly tried to flirt with her, with every conversation loaded with double meaning and innuendo. Everyone had laughed it off, chalking his behaviour to his jolly outgoing teasing nature.
I know Suresh has a crush on me, Aditi told herself, but he is married now and it had never gone beyond friendly banter. Well, except for the time last trip when he had groped me and pinched my ass. Even then, it had all been playful and fun.
Still, Aditi recognised, something was different this year. For one, there were no other women and she was the only one there. Second, the level of crudeness and sexual innuendo in the jokes had gone up. And it had not just been Suresh, almost everyone seemed to be hitting on her!
Looking fine, Aditi, Virat had told her, on entering the kitchen to get some drinks. Now I know why Suresh always hits on you!
Is it hot in here, or just you, Aditi? That had been Navin. That pajama looks like it was tailored to fit your body!
Nice ass, Aditi. That was Suresh, of course. And nice boobs. Damn! I should have gotten you a slutty maid outfit for this trip!
All their teasing and their comments had succeeded in doing was making Aditi very wet through the whole car ride, and even last night. As Aditi recollected some of the crude jokes that Suresh had thrown her way last night, she started to feel a little tingle again.
"Hey Aditi," Suresh had told her, once cornering her in the kitchen while everyone else was in the living room watching TV. "You are looking really sexy tonight."
"I know." Aditi tried to brush it off. "I look sexy every night."
"You have a really nice dress, Aditi." Suresh was crude and blunt as usual. "Bet it would look really nice... on the floor of my room. Ha ha... gettit?"
"Oh Suresh." Aditi had laughed. "I know I make you hard, but you need to try harder. You are usually better than this."
"Ok, how about this, Aditi. I have lost my keys. Can I check your pants?"
Aditi had just groaned.
"I am no accountant." Suresh continued. "But I would loooooove to check your figures."
"Any more?"
"You are like an elevator, Aditi," Suresh quipped. As Aditi gave him a curious look, Suresh continued, "I would like to go up and down on you."
"Oh good grief." Aditi giggled. "Get out!"
Later that night, as she had relaxed by the fire place reading her book while the men were playing cards, Suresh had sat down beside her during a break in the game.
"What are you reading there, Aditi?" He had asked her. "It looks boring. No cover art."
Aditi had raised an eyebrow and looked at him.
"It's a novel, Suresh." She replied. "And it's a best seller. Never judge a book by its cover, Suresh."
"What I would like," Suresh said, without missing a beat, "Is to go under the cover. With you."
Aditi had just shaken her head and gone back to her book.
A chime on the kitchen wall clock made her realize that soon the men would be up.
I better start making breakfast, Aditi decided. And feed all of my Husbands! And deal with my own wetness once they were gone!



She giggled as she started to think of these men as her husbands. Since she had been friends with all of them in college, and then dated and married Ajay, she was comfortable with their friendly banter.
Of course, complicating this whole equation, given that Suresh was an old college friend, was also the fact that currently Suresh was her husband's boss. Ajay had been in between jobs for a while, and Suresh had offered him a position on his team at the company he worked for. Suresh had gone out of his way to hire Ajay into the company. Despite his flirting with Aditi and his occasional straying hands on her butt, Suresh had been a good friend. Ajay, a hard working employee, was now settled into a comfortable position in the company he worked for, reporting directly to Suresh.
"You are my friend." Suresh would brush off Ajay's gratitude. "What are friends for? Especially during this stupid downturn. Of course, if you really want to thank me, just send Aditi to me and I will ensure she thanks me properly."
The kitchen clock struck again.
I better hurry, Aditi suddenly realized. The boys -- my Husbands -- will be up soon and I don't want to delay their hunting trip.
Aditi was soon making omelettes and French toast, as well as preparing the tea. She was also making tuna sandwiches so her husband and his friends -- or all of her husbands, she naughtily thought -- could take some packed lunch. Suddenly she felt a hand on her buttocks.
That better be my proper Husband Ajay, she thought, and not my other 'Husbands'.
Aditi was wearing a pink satin night robe, made of thin translucent material, reaching down to her knees. Below that, she was wearing a T-shirt, and just bras and panties. The hand was resting on her buttocks, just below the panty line. As Aditi froze, the hand caressed her left butt cheek, before cupping her ass, and then giving her a little smack on her caboose.
"That better be you, Ajay." Aditi commented wryly, before turning around. "If this is Suresh, I will be very angry."
"Yup, it's me." The smiling face of her husband -- her real one -- greeted her as she turned around.
Ajay swooped his arms around his wife, grabbing her in a bear hug. He then kissed her, crushing her lips with his. His tongue went deep inside her mouth, wrestling with her tongue, as he sucked on her mouth.
"Ooooh my!" Aditi could only murmur, once her husband stopped French kissing her and she had time to take a breath. "What has gotten into you, Ajay? Last night, and now this!"
"I had a wonderful last night!" Ajay beamed.
"I bet!" Aditi remarked, as she turned off the oven. Breakfast was done, and now she had to put everything in the proper containers. "I mean... I was sleeping so nicely last night, and then you came in... what time was it?"
"I think it was 2 am." Ajay replied sheepishly.
"Yeah... 2 am. And you didn't even wake me up, you silly man!" Aditi chided him. "You just pulled down my pajamas, rolled up my robe, smacked me on my ass and made me turn over so I was lying on my back. And before I was even fully awake, you were inside me... fucking me!"
"Well, I..." Ajay didn't know what to say, so he continued to grin awkwardly.
"I mean... I was half asleep, and there was a cock inside me! All I could think was... WHO is this... WHY is he fucking me... and WHY is he so horny! And so drunk!"
"You are so hot!" Ajay quipped. "And you ask me why I get so horny!"
"You were extra horny last night!" Aditi clarified. "I mean, I never can recall you being SOOO horny! I was about to scream! Thank God when you started to kiss me I realized it was you."
"Well darling." Ajay smiled. "Who ELSE could it be?"
"Well..." Aditi was busy packing the sandwiches into aluminum foils. "The way all of your conversation last night kept getting more and more bawdy, and about how I was now everyone's wife and not just yours, I half expected it to be any one of your friends! Suresh I know would love to fuck me, and I am sure Navin and Virat would as well! Make me truly their wife for this week!"
"Really? We were discussing you last night."
"I am sure what you said would make me blush!" Aditi grinned. "What did Suresh comment on the ride... instead of the Lady of the Lodge, I would be the Cunt of the Hunt! The Titty of the Fraternity!"
"Lame puns." Ajay offered meekly.
"Speaking of lame puns," Aditi continued. "Virat said he would love for me to be his Rani! And then Virat actually was discussing his fetish of anal sex with me last night! Seeing me surprised, he said if I never experienced it, he would love to go where no man had gone before and conquer my final frontier! And then when Navin entered the room, he simply chided Virat by telling him to leave 'Our Wife' alone! I am sure all you guys were fucking me with your words last night at your card game! I am glad I was in my room, resting."
For some time Ajay didn't say anything. It didn't register on Aditi, not for a while, that Ajay was unusually quiet.
"Hey." She suddenly turned to him, after finishing the packing. "What's gotten into you? Are you feeling ok? You did have a lot to drink last night."
"Um... honey..."
Then Ajay dropped the bombshell on Aditi. He told them about the card game they were playing last night, and how drunk they had gotten as the night had progressed. Somehow, near the end, they had all ganged up on him, especially Suresh. There was big money in the pot, and Suresh was offered a tantalizing deal.
If he was the winner of the next hand, he could keep all the cash. It was a substantial amount. However, if he was the big loser in the card game, instead of forking over the cash, which he could keep, his wife Aditi would have to be The Wife to ALL of them for the remainder of the trip. WIFE in the FULL sense of the word. Ajay had been drinking, and he had finally agreed on the condition that Aditi had no objections to this.
"Honey," Ajay looked at her. "I did NOT win. I lost. In fact, I lost badly."
Aditi kept looking at her husband. She was shocked.
"Er... only if you are OK with it." Ajay repeated, looking really uncomfortable.
Aditi still stared at her husband. Ajay seemed shocked at his wife's surprise.
"You know, Aditi," He began "... we had talked about this."
Yes, they had talked about it.
Aditi had long known about Ajay's cuckold fetish. Even when they were dating, he sometimes would drop hints that he was OK with other men checking her out or hitting on her. At first Aditi had found it strange, and even thought he was not really interested in her, but later, as she got to know him well, she realized this was how he was. He wasn't the jealous type, but found it thrilling that his girlfriend, and now his wife, would be desired by other men.
This is why he didn't mind Suresh hitting on her, or even fondling her butt, from time to time. Or the other men in his office -- Kiran, Balwinder or Maninder.
"Talking about it, fantasizing about it, role playing it in bed was one thing." Aditi finally found her voice. "Those were just erotica... written by some dude Tarek Zia online. That is fiction. Doing it, for real, is completely different. FOR FUCK'S SAKE. You are talking about another man FUCKing me. And not just another man. Men. And all of them your friends. THEY WILL ALL FUCK ME. Not just have a squeeze of my ass."
"Look," Ajay seemed really troubled by his wife's reaction. It seemed as if he hadn't expected this. "It's OK. This was all conditional on you saying yes. I thought... you know... since you always joke about Suresh, and about sleeping with other men... I thought you would be ok with this."
"Hmm. I always knew Suresh was a bit of a loose cannon, and Virat is single... but even Navin is willing to cheat on his wife? With me?"
"They are all crazy about you, darling. Your ass... and your boobs... that was all the guys could talk about last evening."
"I don't know, Ajay. This all sounds fun... and we are in the middle of nowhere... but... I don't know."
Yet, as Aditi began to reflect on the situation, she realized it wasn't so bad.

 

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She had known all these guys since her college days. The men had known her before they had even met their own significant others. That was almost 9 years ago. They had all tried to hit on her (Suresh still did despite being married himself), and yet she had chosen Ajay.
Ajay saw the sudden change in her demeanour. She was thinking about it. And she was beginning to seriously consider the dare. Yes, she had been shocked with the proposal, but now, as she was thinking about it, she appeared to be coming around.

The more Aditi thought about it, the better she liked it. Yes, she was a little nervous, but she also knew it would be safe. The men knew her and she knew them. Now she would get to know them intimately. They were not going to blab about it, especially since they were married themselves (well, except Virat).
"I am just a little flattered that they all want more of me, Ajay." Aditi finally responded. "And I am also a little shocked that you really seem OK with your friends screwing your wife."
Ajay, embarrassed, couldn't meet his wife's glance as she looked at him. Aditi glanced at her husband, and then thought back to the last time she had sex with more than one man. This was something she had never told Ajay.
"Aditi?"
Suresh's voice broke Aditi out of her thoughts. She focused her thoughts and looked at the men in front of her. All of them. The Trinity Gang of 4. They had just finished their breakfast, and was looking at Aditi. Some with a curious eye, and others had a more apprehensive look.
Aditi's heart was beating fast. She and Ajay had often joked about this -- but now... that this was finally here... she found herself quite nervous. She didn't know what to say. Her lips were dry.
"One minute." Aditi poured herself a little glass of vodka that she gulped down in one movement.
"Wow. Our wife is having an early drink!" Suresh said with a grin. "What is it, my love?"
There was laughter from Navin and Virat. Aditi looked at all of them. Again.
"I realize that things got a little... rowdy... last night." She started. "And somehow... this morning... I am now the Wife... of ALL of you. And Ajay tells me you guys don't mean just the Kitchen Wife. You guys want me in the bedroom as well."
For a second, no one spoke. Ajay couldn't meet his wife's gaze. He seemed ashamed to look at his wife in the eye, and kept his glance fixed firmly on the floor.
"Aditi, darling." Suresh once again chimed in. "It is really your decision. I know Ajay agreed to it, and he put you as the wager, but we always knew it would only happen if you want it to happen."
Suresh was taking a big gamble with his statement. He knew that Aditi might call the whole thing off, and there was really nothing much they could do about it. But he felt slightly encouraged that she wasn't freaked out by the bet, so he continued.
"After all," Suresh added, "Ajay told us how you guys often talked about this situation as a fantasy."
"Oh, he did, did he?" Aditi cast an angry look at Ajay, who avoided her gaze. Suresh smiled to himself.
"If this has to happen," Aditi turned back to the men. "I have to make some ground rules very clear."
"Whatever you say, Aditi." Virat quipped.
"If I do this," Aditi composed herself and continued, "You guys should understand that... first of all... this is only... for this trip. Once we return home, that's it. I am no longer 'Wife' to any one of you except... of course... Ajay. Only for this trip I will agree to be... Common Wife... to all of you."
There were murmurs of assent from the men.



She is going for it, Suresh gleefully thought to himself. She is really going for it!
"Furthermore," Aditi continued, "Just because I am the Wife to all of you, doesn't mean anything will happen. It may happen. It may NOT. That part has to be clear with all of you. You guys cannot force me... or rape me."
Once again Suresh took charge.
"No one will do anything to you against your consent, Aditi." He announced. "You have my word on it. We all just want to have a little fun, that's all. And whatever happens in this lodge... stays in this lodge."
A little fun, that's all.
After that little speech, things got busy. The men who were leaving for the day -- Virat, Ajay and Navin -- were packing their bags, and the lunch kits, and making sure they had all their fishing and hunting equipment ready. Today they were going to hunt for partridges. They were going to take the small motor boat about 20 minutes away, and follow a trail to a place where it was supposed to be a good area for these birds. Suresh, as was mutually chosen by the winners of last night's bet, was going to spend the day in the lodge.
With Aditi.

 

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Aditi stood on the front of the lodge door, on the dock, waving goodbye as Navin, Virat and her real husband Ajay climb aboard the small boat. As they sped away, her Husband of the Day, Suresh, stood beside her, and then playfully put his arm around her hips.
"Take your time hunting!" Suresh yelled out with a large grin. Aditi said nothing, as Suresh boisterously continued wave at the boat. As they stood there, his hand left her waist and drifted downwards, giving an unmistakeable brush across her rotund butt cheeks. Startled, Aditi looked up at him, and he winked at her.
"Thanks for the breakfast, Aditi." He grinned, and then spanked her on her ass. "Time to perform another of your 'housewifely' duties, my love."
"Hmm." Aditi didn't say much, as Suresh continued to alternately fondle her and smack her on the bottom. "You are absolutely right, Husband of the Day."
She suddenly slithered and escaped to the kitchen, laughing, and started to wash and put away the dishes. Suresh followed her into the kitchen and poured himself another cup of tea. His eyes followed Aditi as she washed and then dried the dishes, before putting them in the proper place in the cabinet.
Aditi knew he was watching her, and her caboose, of course. Even though she was nervous, and had to calm her nerves with another glass of vodka, she also felt slightly excited. She had taken her robe off now, and was simply dressed in a t-shirt and panties. Her pussy tingled with excitement as she bent over to get something from under the sink, and Suresh whistled.
"Nice shirt, Aditi. Can I talk you out of it?"
Well, OK, Aditi thought. They want a wife, and it's a Wife they will get!
She had never cheated on her husband, so ever since her marriage, Aditi had not slept with any other man, despite Ajay's cuckold fetish. That was going to change soon, Aditi realized, as Suresh whistled again.
"You really know how to do dishes, Wife." He said, grinning from ear to ear. "I think I just won the lottery!"
Aditi poured herself a cup of tea and brought it over to the table, intending to sit next to Suresh and chat for a while. Instead, he reached out and pulled Aditi down onto his lap and kissed her on the mouth.
This is all happening too fast, Aditi thought, as Suresh pressed his lips on hers. She felt helpless, sitting on his lap, her one hand clutching her tea cup and the other around her husband's boss's neck. As Suresh continued to kiss her lips, her pussy tingled again. To her surprise, she felt herself gently kissing him back.
I am doing it, Aditi grasped. I am actually doing it! I am kissing another man other than my husband!
Suresh took the cup of tea from her hand and put it on the table. Her hands now free, Aditi placed them around his neck, drawing herself closer to him. They kissed again.
Oooh, he's a good kisser, Aditi thought, as Suresh continued to press his tongue gently against hers.
Suresh's hands were now wandering all over her body.
"Oh, Suresh!" Aditi could not help but mutter as Suresh's hands stopped to pay homage at her breasts.
If his intentions weren't plain enough, what she felt through her shorts as she sat in his lap made them abundantly clear. Aditi kissed him again, harder.
"Oh, Suresh!"
Suresh stood up and in one motion picked Aditi up and swung her over his shoulder. He then placed one palm over her butt cheeks, and gave that a little squeeze. Surprised, Aditi didn't say anything as Suresh began to walk towards his bedroom, carrying her slung over his broad shoulders.
This is it, Aditi thought. No turning back now. He is taking me to his room. He is LITERALLY carrying me to his room. He is going to plonk me down on his bed. He is going to fuck me.
And I want him to.
Oh, Suresh! Please take me as your slut and fuck me as fast as you can. Please. Take me! Fuck me! I am your slut! Fuck me!




"These are some fat birds." Ajay commented, as he finished cleaning up their spot.
It had been a good hunting trip. They had just been gone for an hour and forty minutes and already they had successfully trapped and killed two partridges. Navin and Ajay had plucked, gutted and cleaned the birds so they were ready to be cooked.
"Ya." Virat looked at the carcasses. "Should we keep them in the freezer box, or take them back to the lodge?"
"Hmm." Navin turned back to his fishing rod. "I still want to fish. We haven't caught anything all morning, and yet we know this river has some nice walleyes."
"I could take the boat back to the lodge." Ajay offered, "While you two fish from here, on the shore. I can keep the birds in the fridge and come back here. Aditi can marinate them so we can bake one for dinner. It shouldn't take me more than forty minutes to an hour. Our lodge is about 15 to 20 minutes away once I am in the boat."
"That's a good idea." Virat agreed.
"Ya, I don't want these birds out here too long." Navin nodded as well. "We have a cooler, but these are big ones."
So a few minutes later, Ajay found himself on the boat, driving the vehicle across the calm waters back to the lodge. As he neared the dock, he found his thoughts going back to his wife... and his boss and friend.
I wonder what they are doing now, he thought. And I wonder if they have done it already.
Ajay didn't think his wife and Suresh would have gone to bed yet. Aditi did not like having sex during the day hours. She preferred the night, and both knew that at any point, any of the guys could be back in the lodge. Either to pick up more food, or to drop off the hunt, as Ajay was doing now.
No, Ajay concluded, Aditi and Suresh must have spent time talking, joking about the bet, and perhaps later that night, when Aditi would spend it in Suresh's room, they would sleep together.
About fifteen minutes later, Ajay tied the boat to the dock, and found himself back in the lodge. As he entered, he wondered where his wife and Suresh was.
Should I call out loudly, he wondered. For some reason, he decided not to, and made his way to the fridge. There he carefully placed one bird in the fridge while the other was placed in the freezer section.
Where is Aditi? He thought, looking around. And where is Suresh?
Suddenly a thought entered his mind.
Could I be wrong, he thought. Maybe... just maybe... they decided to do it already!
On an impulse, he decided to tiptoe upstairs.
They can't have gone to bed already, Ajay told himself. Aditi would take time. Maybe later in the evening. Or at night.
Yet, as he tiptoed his way upstairs, a certain noise started to reach his ears.
Oh no.
It was the unmistakeable noise that he recognized immediately.
SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK!
The squeaks of the springs of a bed that was creaking, coming from Suresh's room.
The door was slightly ajar. Suresh walked softly to the edge and peered in, and immediately a steamy sight greeted his eyes.
Suresh was fucking Aditi.
His friend -- and his boss -- was fucking his wife.
I knew this would happen. But... so quick?
Ajay stood there, transfixed, as he watched his friend -- and his boss -- bore into his wife. As Suresh drilled his rock hard cock inside Aditi, Suresh's ass suddenly started to jerk. His breathing grew ragged.

"Oh, Suresh!" Suddenly Aditi realized he was about to ejaculate. "Please... not inside me! Not again!"
Not again?! Did he already... cum in her? So... this was... not the first time!!!
Ajay could see his wife press against his chest and gasp sharply a few times. She knew she had been unable to stop him. Suresh had started to cum while still inside her.
"Please... pull out." Aditi pleaded.
Suresh sharply withdrew and a strong jet of semen shot onto Aditi's stomach. Some of it hit her lips and face. Ajay watched as his wife kept her hand on his friend's chest as Suresh leaned in. With her other hand she grabbed his cock and was squeezing it tightly. He was rubbing his hardness against her thighs.
There was no doubt in Ajay's mind that Suresh had blown the first few shots of semen as deeply as he could into Ajay's wife's pussy. Suresh had held the thrust too long. Aditi's gasp at the first sign of Suresh's ejaculation said it all. She had closed her eyes tightly and probably didn't even know she had done it, but Aditi had raised her ass up and thrust her pelvis against Suresh just once before getting his attention. She was moaning a moan that Ajay had never heard her make before.
Suresh's cock was still spewing out his semen. The head of his cock was still just in front of her cunt, and more and more of his juice crept into her opening. Ajay stood there, watching, mesmerized. He realized that Suresh knew full well that his first few shots had been directly in Aditi's vagina, and now he had withdrawn and the rest of his thick, gelatinous, milky streams were poured onto her stomach.
"OOoooh Suresh!" Aditi was continuously taking his name. "OOOOOH Suresh."
She enjoyed it, Ajay realized. He knew those moans. She actually enjoyed it, and she had an intense orgasm.
As Suresh continued straining and squeezing his cock, the jets of semen began to reduce to thick, dripping globs, which turned into him squeezing the last few lubricating drips onto her inner thigh. After he was completely spent, looking as if he might pass out, he slowly withdrew and fell onto the bed at Aditi's right side.
Ajay watched, hardly daring to move, as the couple on the bed recovered their strength after what must have been a passionate love making session.
"Aren't you on the pill, Aditi?" Suresh finally asked, sitting up on the bed.
Aditi, suddenly feeling shy, pulled the blanket up to cover her breasts.
"Um... yes." She finally admitted.
"So..." Suresh looked at her quizzically. "Is there any reason you... asked me... twice... not to cum in you?"
Aditi looked away. She really couldn't find the words to express herself.
"I am sorry, Aditi." Suresh said. "If I have done anything to... upset you... or against your will. I thought..."
"No! No!" Aditi turned and sat up. "I am sorry, I didn't mean to indicate you had... done anything like that. Please."
"You are so beautiful, Aditi. I love you. I have always. Even from before you started to go out with Ajay. I always... had a crush on... you."
Suresh suddenly threw his arms around Aditi and kissed her on the lips. Ajay watched with conflicting emotions as his wife returned his boss's kiss. The couple swapped saliva for a long time, before Suresh reached down with his hand towards her thighs.
"Ohhhh.... Suresh." Aditi murmured, as Suresh started to finger her again. This went on for a few minutes, with him kissing her and fingering her, and Aditi sometimes moaning and moving her hips. Ajay then watched his wife as suddenly her eyes popped wide open and her mouth flew open in a panicked gasp.
This time Suresh didn't slowly or gently try to enter her whatsoever. He thrust with his body weight and Aditi took his entire huge cock within a second. As Aditi gasped sharply, Ajay saw his friend's pubic hair was smashed completely against his wife's cunt.
Aditi immediately raised her ass off the mattress placing a hand to his chest. She was now being fucked for the third time in the last couple of hours. The look on her face said volumes as Suresh held his cock all the way inside her.
There was no way Aditi had been prepared for a marathon sex session, but the first moment Suresh had shoved his cock inside of her had turned her on -- and awakened something that had laid dormant for a long time. Aditi felt a kind of thirst that was insatiable.
Once more, as Suresh finally began thrusting, she began slowly moving her hips in unison. A few times Ajay watched his wife press her hand to her stomach as if Suresh -- his friend and boss -- was entering her too far.
Since this was now his third time, Suresh wasn't wasting any time with niceties. The previous fucking and his semen and her juices had made Aditi wet enough, and now all he could do was fuck her fast and furious. Grimly Aditi dug her nails onto his back, hanging on as he started to, as the saying went, fuck her brains out.
Before Ajay could even wrap his mind around the fact that another man was stretching his wife's pussy and entering depths she didn't know existed, and in a way she had only ever fantasized about, Suresh shoved deep inside her and began jerking his entire body like he was having an epileptic seizure.
"OOOOH YAAAAAA FUCK! FUCK! OOOOOOH YAAAA!"



This time Aditi did not request him to exit before he ejaculated. In fact, as Suresh convulsed and shoved his cock as far as he possibly could inside her, Aditi also screamed and pulled her legs up and outward as far as she could spread them, as if trying to insure she could take his sperm as deeply as possible. Ajay watched as Suresh started to once more fill his wife with his cum. As he jerked and held his thrust inside her, Ajay noticed how Aditi took her hands from behind her knees and grabbed the top of his thighs, digging her fingernails into his skin.
He had never seen such a wild sight in his life. Yes, he had a cuckold fetish, but never in his wildest imagination did he think it would be like this, or that he would be feeling the range of emotions he was feeling now.
The sight of his beautiful wife's milky white hands on his friend's dark ass, the sight of her wedding ring on his ass, watching as his cock unbelievably spread and delivered massive amounts of sperm into her pussy, her gorgeous feet and red toenail polish pushing onto the mattress and pulling at the back of his thighs... no words could ever completely do it.
"Oh Suresh!" Ajay heard his wife utter for the countless time, as he watched Suresh's scrotum smash against her semen greased pussy and ass, with his nuts clenched up into his sack. Suresh's ass pulsed rhythmically as he violently pumped Ajay's wife with his semen. This time there was no protest from Aditi.
Third time was the charm.
"Oh Suresh!" Ajay heard Aditi murmur. "I love you too, Suresh. Fuck me like this. Always. Any time. Oh, Suresh! I love you!"

 

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The day passed quickly, and soon it was just before the crack of evening as Navin, Ajay and Virat returned. They were tired, and dirty, and quickly went to their respective rooms to shower and change. After the euphoria of the morning hunt, the afternoon had been less of a success. They only caught one fish -- a small pike -- and only managed to hunt one more bird, that too after waiting all day. It was Navin that managed to kill that.
Not much was said as they all went into the kitchen to have dinner. Aditi had cooked one of the partridges from this morning, and it both smelled and looked delicious. There were a couple of jokes cracked about what else she had done, and Suresh flashed a thumbs up gesture to Navin and Virat when Ajay wasn't looking, but not much else was said as everyone tucked into the scrumptious feast.
"Oh, I am exhausted." Navin said, as they helped Aditi clean up after the dinner. "A quick round of cards before we go to bed?"
"Sure." Virat said. "Poker? Are we playing with money again?"
"No, not really." Navin said. "Let's play with chips. Winner gets to stay home with Aditi tomorrow."
"That works." Virat nodded. "Ajay, do you mind fetching the cards? I think they are in the cabinet downstairs."
"Er... Sure." As Ajay went down to the basement to fetch the cards, he realized the irony. The winner of the game was going to be the next man to fuck his wife. As the actual husband, he was out of the game, and so was Suresh, who had been fucking her all day today. They would play, but would be mere spectators. The real competition was between Virat and Navin. He was getting the cards to decide the next man to cuckold him.
"Come, we are ready." Navin pointed to one of the chairs. "I am feeling lucky tonight. Aditi, I will be your Husband tomorrow! And do what Suresh did all day today."
"Not if I have anything to do with it!" Virat yelled back.
"What I did," Suresh remarked, "Was Aditi."
Aditi blushed a bright red, and then simply grinned.
Ajay poured out a drink and took his place. There were four chairs at the dining table, and the four men were seated. Aditi came and stood beside Ajay to watch the game.
"Hey Aditi." Suresh called out. His hands were patting his thighs. "Come, sit here."
"Er... yes, Suresh."
Navin and Virat were studying Ajay's face for any reaction as Aditi sat down on the Suresh's thighs. He had none, and focused on his cards, as Navin and Virat exchanged a look with each other. They seemed amused that their friend had become nothing more than a cuckold, and seemed to relish that role.
"You are a good man, Ajay." Suresh said, as he started to fondle Aditi's bottom. Aditi was wearing a thin cotton mini skirt, and small panties underneath. As the men played, Ajay kept an eye on what Suresh was doing. He had placed his hand right between his wife's legs, at her crotch. Aditi, sitting their stoically and watching the game, made no attempt to remove his hand and kept sitting on his lap, rhythmically swaying her buttocks over his stiffening rod.
Suresh won the first round. He laughed and patted Aditi's hips.
"Your wife is lucky for me, Ajay." He commented. "I should have her sit on my lap any time I play."
"It's only the first hand, Suresh." Navin commented. "Besides, your win doesn't count. You spent the whole day today with Aditi... Bhabhi."
"And I will spend the night, too." Suresh grinned, and then placed his hands on Aditi's chest. Aditi merely giggled as Suresh put his hands inside her sheer top, fondling her boobs.
"You guys need to behave." Virat remarked. "I need to focus on the game, not what you are doing to her boobs!"
"Her breasts are very bouncy, nice to hold and grab," Suresh commented.
"Oh, stop it, na!" Aditi giggled again. "I want to see who wins the next two hands."
"I would say my two hands are the winner!" Suresh joked, as he squeezed her tits.
It didn't matter that Ajay won the next two hands. Probably he was the only one concentrating on the game as the other three cracked jokes at Aditi that got cruder and cruder. Suresh was just fondling her in plain view now.
Aditi seemed vibrant. There was an energy around her, a spar of electricity, and a hunger that seemed to have awakened after years of lying dormant. She was in heat, and her pussy was leaking juices that could now be sensed by everyone in the room.
"Hey guys, I am out." Suresh folded. He then turned to Aditi.
"Let's go to our room, babe."
Ajay gulped down his third glass of the hard liquor as he, Virat and Navin continued to play. Meanwhile, unmistakable sounds of Aditi's moans filtered through the door of Suresh's bedroom and into the area where they were playing cards.
"Suresh is very good at sex." Navin finally commented. "Virat, do you remember our little incident with Mrs. Swati, from our Physics class? Back in our first year!"
"Yes," Virat remarked, as he placed his chip into the pot, raising the stakes. "How could I forget?! She... Mrs. Swati... she was married with children, correct?"
By then, Aditi was moaning so loudly that her screams were clearly audible.
"Yes, Mrs. Swati was married with kids. That did not stop Suresh from having an affair with her in our first year. Why do you think he was suddenly topping the course! Because he was topping her! She couldn't get enough of him."
"Mrs. Swati?" Ajay asked. "I have heard you guys talk about her time to time."
"This was in our first year." Navin answered. He had won the next round. "Ajay, you were still not in Trinity, I think. Mrs. Swati used to teach us PHY101. She and Suresh had a spark, and Suresh finally was able to seduce her to his bed."
"Even though she was married?"
"Yes... and not just married. She had a grown son and daughter too! She was hot, even though she was an older lady, but man... she would roam around Suresh's dorm all the time, hoping to be fucked by him. We would make fun of her all the time."
"Really?"
"Yes... I mean Suresh in the end would tease her even as he fucked her. He would spank her and make her show her tits to us when we visited him. A few times we all fucked her as well. But she was addicted to Suresh's cock... Suresh is talented. In the end, there was a big scandal and she had to leave the university."
Ajay by then had started to lose. The cards weren't in his favour. He had to fold.
"Ajay," Navin turned to him. "Virat and I are going to play for winner take all. Why don't you go and... um... watch... if you like."
Like a defeated man, Ajay stood up and walked to Suresh's door. Aditi's constant moaning and the squeaks of the bed were all audible to everyone. The door was not fully shut, but left halfway open. Inside, the room was dimly lit with just the small table lamp on.
Suresh was penetrating his monster deep into Aditi. She had her calves over his shoulder and her pussy raised for maximum penetration. Ajay stood outside the open door watching his wife shamelessly give herself up completely to his friend.



"Oh, Suresh! Oh, Suresh!" Aditi cried out as he pounded her. "I love you! Oh, I love you! Please fuck me harder! Harder!"
A small shriek erupted from her mouth, and every hair on Ajay's arm stood. Every man knew that sound. It was the sound of a wife thoroughly immersed and lost in her orgasm. Suresh was now ejaculating inside her.
Again.
Throughout the night, Ajay was constantly awakened by the sounds of Suresh and Aditi's uninhibited sex. He might have missed a time or two, but by his rough calculation, Ajay fucked his wife three times and demanded and received a blow job twice. He was insatiable - never getting totally soft, always staying at least semi-rigid. Aditi didn't get much sleep that night either. Only too late did Ajay realize that Suresh had left his bedroom door open on purpose -- so that everyone -- all the guys -- could hear the sounds as he thoroughly fucked Ajay's wife Aditi's brains out.

 

[a017atha]

A sharp noise suddenly woke Ajay up. His eyes opened immediately, and for some reason he found himself wide awake. What was the noise he had heard?
It was a door being shut. And someone was walking.
It was Aditi! She was walking in the hall outside.
Ajay sat up in bed. He was curious -- was she coming back to him? This room? Ajay quickly glanced at his cell; it was 6 am in the morning. In about a couple of hours, they would all be up.
Aditi did not pause at their room. She continued walking past the bedroom, and Ajay heard her gently knock on another door.
It was Navin's door!
Ajay listened intently. He heard a squeak as that door opened.
"Aditi." Navin's cheery voice carried through to Ajay. "Glad to see you here."
His tone was commanding and dominant, Ajay realized. He was going to fuck her, and that meant he didn't need to call her with respect any more.
"I am here, Navin." Aditi's voice seemed both nervous, and had a tone of resignation, while also having a little spark of excitement. She seemed someone who was going with the flow, giddy and frightened at the same time.
"Is Suresh asleep?" Navin asked.
"Yes." Aditi answered. "He... is fully exhausted... and now sleeping."
"Of course he is exhausted." Navin commented wryly. "And you are here."
"Yes," Aditi answered. "You were the big winner last night over Virat. I was the wager, and the reward, Navin. And now I am here, ahead of schedule."
"Great. Great. Did you clean yourself?"
"Yes, Navin. As you had asked me to."
"Good."
Suddenly Ajay heard his wife give a grunt of 'oomph'. With a startle, he realized that the strong and tall Navin had just picked up his wife in his burly arms.
"Ooooh Navin!" Ajay heard his wife mutter. "You are so strong! You just picked me up as if..."
There was another noise. Ajay realized that Navin had lifted Aditi by her waist and tossed her like a little stuffed animal onto his bed.
This is it, Ajay thought. I have to see what is happening.
He quickly crept out his room. Suresh's door was closed, and Ajay could hear his loud snores. As Aditi had remarked, Suresh must have been exhausted from a night of fervent sex, and was now catching some shut eye before they had to leave for the day.
Virat's door was also shut, and Ajay heard his soft snoring as well. It was Navin's door that was partially open. Flattening himself against the wall, Ajay peered through the crack.
Aditi was naked. She was completely naked, sitting on Navin's bed. And Navin had just taken off his pants, and he too was now completely in the buff. Ajay's eyes drew to his friend's cock.
It was enormous.
"It is so big!" Aditi gasped. "You are even bigger than Suresh! Please, Navin, be gentle with me. And please, don't cum inside me."
Navin looked at Aditi.
"You are on the pill, right, sweetheart?"
Aditi gulped, and then nodded.
"Then I WILL cum inside you and you will take it like a good girl. Otherwise I will spank you hard. Got it?"
Again, Aditi gulped and then nodded.
Laughing, Navin spat onto his hand and rubbed his big cock a few times.
"Let's just get the 'ice-breaker' out of the way, shall we, Aditi, babydoll?"
Navin climbed onto the bed, spread his friend's wife's legs open and pushed his hard cock into Aditi's pussy. She grunted loudly at the swift invasion. It all happened in a split second with no warning given to Aditi.
"Oh, Navin!" Aditi wheezed. "Please be gentle, na!"
"Oh Aditi!" Navin grunted. "You're so wet, I didn't need my spit. You must get off on all the macho stuff, huh? It sure feels good stretching your tight little twat, you slut! Mmmm, you feel so good, baby. I am going to fuck you real good."
Aditi could only blush as she was called a slut and Navin spoke about how he was going to fuck her, with his cock already inside her cunt. Ajay watched as his wife's legs began to wrap around Navin's hips and her arms went to his neck.
"I knew you'd like it rough, Aditi." Navin grinned, as he continued to pump her. "I could see it in your big eyes as Suresh was playing with your butt yesterday at the card game. You like being taken roughly by a big, strong man, don't you? You are a proper slut!"
Once again, Aditi blushed deep red. She didn't have to say anything. Her body was doing the talking as she pumped her hips hard into Navin. Ajay watched his wife as her breathing was coming in loud gasps and moans. She was clinging to Navin with all of her strength as he continued to bang her.
"Oh, baby." Navin was grunting. "I am going to cum."
"Please, Navin. Not inside me." Aditi begged.
"Not a chance, Aditi." Navin flatly rejected her request. "I am going to cum inside you and you ARE going to take it."
As Ajay stood outside the door, listening to his wife getting fucked by his friend, once again he couldn't decide how exactly he felt about the whole thing.

Angry? Yes.
Jealous? Yes.
Also very turned on? Hell, yes.
Another noise began to erupt from the room. Ajay could now tell by the grunts and moans that Navin was cumming, and he was ejaculating inside his wife. And to his surprise, Aditi seemed to be fine with it, and she was also enjoying his orgasm.
Hoping that it was over, Ajay continued to watch.
Navin rolled off Aditi and grabbed her roughly by the hair.
"Lick me clean, Aditi." He ordered. "Suck all cum off my cock."
"Yes, Navin." Aditi answered, to Ajay's surprise.
Shocked, Ajay watched Aditi position herself over Navin's still-hard cock and lower her mouth to it, licking and slurping the goo between her lips. He couldn't believe it!
For his entire marriage, oral sex after he had an orgasm inside her was out of the question for Aditi- he always got up and washed himself before Aditi would take his penis in her mouth. Now, here was his wife - slurping up Navin's cum -- mixed with her own juices -- like it was too precious to waste! And Ajay couldn't over how roughly Navin was treating her, and how easily she was taking it!
Navin held Aditi's hair in his fist, pulling her head up and down on his erection.
"Yeah, that's good baby. You suck well. Ajay is a lucky man."
Aditi didn't say anything in reply, as she had a dick in her mouth.
"Keep that up, baby." Navin cooed. "Just like that, you hot little slut. I'm loving it baby."
Aditi's head was bobbing as she sucked Navin in and out of her mouth. She was moaning with pleasure, her ass rotating in the air. Navin took his other hand and inserted three fingers between her legs and into her exposed cunt. His fingers were glistening with lubrication when he pulled them out and then roughly shoved one, and then two, and, finally, the third finger into Aditi's anus.
"Oh, you're good! Keep that up, now." Navin turned to Aditi and issued another order. "Oh, yeah. Now, listen, darling, I'm getting ready to cum and I want you to swallow every drop of it. Do you understand?"
Aditi looked up at Navin and quickly nodded. Within seconds, Navin began to hump his hips off the bed, pushing his meat even deeper into Ajay's wife's hungry mouth. He was coming, again! And Ajay could see Aditi's throat working as she swallowed his cum. A glob escaped her lips and ran down her chin, dropping from there to her swaying breast. When Navin was done coming in her mouth, Aditi knelt, caught the errant drop on her finger and sucked her finger clean.
SMACK!
Navin gave her bare ass a resounding slap, leaving a red mark.
"You are a hot little piece of ass, Aditi, no denying that. But don't be getting too comfortable, baby, I've only just started."


Just before they left for the hunt, Ajay found himself in the kitchen alone with his wife Aditi. Suresh and Virat was getting the boat ready while Navin was in the shower. Aditi had just finished loading the dishwasher and was drying her hands, and turned to look as Ajay entered.
"Oh, um... do you need anything, Ajay?"
The awkwardness between the two was palpable.
"Er... no... I mean... just wanted to pick up some beer."
"It's over there." Aditi pointed out. "I just took out a six-pack for you guys from the fridge."
"Thanks."
As Ajay walked over to grab the beer, he found himself looking straight at Aditi who stood in his way. She looked very calm, and poised.
"This holiday isn't exactly what you expected, was it, sweetie?"
"Er..."
Before Ajay could even think of a reply, Aditi continued, "It certainly wasn't what I expected."
Ajay swallowed.
"Or, sweetie," Aditi's eyes fixated on her husband. "Was this vacation EXACTLY what you expected? Or planned?"
Ajay was silent for a moment.
"Er... I am still taking it all in, Aditi." He finally replied. "Getting adjusted to... it all."
"You?!! You?!! What about ME?" She chuckled sarcastically. "Darling, when did this hunting trip become a 'let's all fuck my wife' trip? And what fucking part of 'as long as you don't cum inside me' does your fucking friends not understand?"
"I am so sorry, darling," Ajay was concerned. While still enjoying the feeling of being a voyeur and cuckold, he did not want any further complications. "You are on the pill, right, babe?"
Aditi made a face.
"Yes, but still! I am still your wife! The only man I want cumming inside me is my husband! Instead, neither Suresh nor Navin even bothered with the act of pulling out."
For a second, none of them spoke. Then Ajay decided to speak up.
"Er, Navin?" Ajay pretended to be surprised. "You have... already... I mean..."
"He fucked me this morning." Aditi stated bluntly. "Thrice. And probably will fuck me again the moment all of you leave."
"Oh."
"He's very good." Aditi continued. "Navin is a damn good lover. As was Suresh, darling. You should learn a thing or two from them. Maybe they can give you some tips later."
"Oh..." Ajay pondered for a bit. "I guess I can, darling."
"I saw you watching me and Suresh last night, through the door." Aditi pointed out. "I... I can ask Navin... if he wants to let you watch... tonight... if you like."
"Er... no, darling." Ajay shook his head. "You enjoy, without worrying about me."
There was again an awkward silence.
"Do you want me to talk to them, dear?" Ajay again asked. "I can ask Navin, Virat... to pull out... before-"
Aditi thought for a minute and then shook her head.
"No point now, Ajay. First Suresh, and now Navin, has repeatedly fucked me like that. Only Suresh pretended to pull out... the first time. If you tell them, particularly Virat who will fuck me tomorrow, they will just ignore you. Virat will ask me why he has to wear a condom or cum outside when I let the others cum in me. I have to be fair."
"I can talk to Virat! And Navin! If you don't want him to cum inside you, he won't."
"It's too late. There's no point, dear." Aditi shrugged. "Right now, I am just going with the flow. I am just going to let him do to me whatever he feels like. After all... isn't that what you had wanted? In your sick little fantasy?"
There was another little moment of silence.
"Do you... er... know... if they cum inside you?" Ajay finally couldn't help but ask. "I mean you said Suresh... that first time... he pulled out... and..."
"He said he pulled out. He's a liar." Aditi grinned. "ANY woman can feel it. One second he was straining and the next I felt his penis jerk inside me. I don't know... it's like... suddenly someone is filling up my insides with warm piss... you know!"
Aditi continued to stare at her husband.
"Geez, I really can't believe you would enjoy this type of talk, Ajay. I mean -- yes -- we talked about... it was a fantasy, for sure. But... really... what on earth makes a man want to see his wife being fucked by another man? And even tolerate another man cumming inside his wife?! When I first agreed to this, I thought they would fuck me once or twice, and that would be it. And they would wear a condom when they would put their... dick... inside me. And they would never cum inside me."
"Instead," Aditi continued, "I am being fucked all the time like a whore. They cum inside me, flooding my cunt with their jizz. Virat has repeatedly said he wants to have anal intercourse with me, and I think I will let him! And you seem fine with all this, dear. Why? You are a man and you... enjoy... this?!"
Even as she was asking it, Ajay didn't have a definitive answer whatsoever.
"No clue, my love." He finally replied. "I guess some do, and I just confirmed I'm one of them. But... is everything ok? Do you... er... want to put a stop to... the bet?"
For the third time, no one spoke. And then Aditi looked up. Her eyes were shining.
"No, Ajay. I want to see what Navin can do. This morning was very good, but he said he can please me even more. And I also want to see what Virat has to offer. Virat means King. And let's see if... he is really... the King. And he wants my ass -- he can have it."

 

[a017atha]

It was again 6 in the morning -- the next morning -- when Ajay's eyes opened. He quickly got up and reached for his cell phone.
1 minute till 6 am, Ajay grinned, as he watched the time. My body woke me up before the alarm.
He shut the alarm on his cell and waited. He didn't have to wait for long. Soon he heard a door open.
It was the door to Navin's room. Ajay's own door was slightly open, so he could hear everything. Navin's loud snores reverberated through the floor. Yet Ajay clearly heard his wife tiptoe out of the room. She walked, slowly and nervously, towards Virat's door.
I knew it, Ajay spoke to himself. These guys have a deal within themselves. Every morning at 6, Aditi is supposed to be passed on to the next guy on the list.
And now it was Virat's turn to enjoy Ajay's wife. Ajay wondered what would happen tomorrow. This was their third day on the lodge and they still had one more day tomorrow, and they were leaving bright and early the morning after. Who would get Aditi tomorrow, Monday?
It should be me, Ajay grimaced, but the bet had been that Ajay would hand over Aditi to the guys to enjoy for the whole trip.
Aditi had knocked softly on Virat's door. Virat was up, naturally, and he opened the door. They exchanged some words, too softly for Ajay to make out, and then Aditi had entered his door, and Virat had shut it.
Ajay got up and quickly walked over to Virat's door. It was shut, so there was no way he could peer in. Ajay quickly glanced at the other rooms. Those doors were shut, and he could hear the guys snore. So turning back to Virat's door, Ajay put his ear on the door and tried to listen in.
There was an eerie silence. It was hard to know what was happening on the other side. Ajay heard a small whimper, and then a soft grunt, and then a moan that could only be from Aditi.



She's constantly turned on, Ajay thought. I never saw her like this. I could smell her wetness last night, and now. I wonder what Virat is doing to her.
There was no way to be sure, of course. Aditi usually had those soft moans when Ajay would be playing with her tits.
Perhaps Virat now had Ajay's wife's breasts in his hands. He might be cupping them, or squeezing them, leading to his wife's soft moans.
Ajay then heard a soft 'ouch'.
He guessed that is when he must have put his hands on her bum and gave it a soft pinch, leading to the 'ouch' sound. His one hand must have been on one of her breasts, and his other hand on her bum. He was squeezing and fondling her, enjoying his new toy.
Ajay's wife.
They were talking. Even as Virat was fondling her tits, they were taking. Ajay strained to hear.
"Yes, Virat, we usually have normal sex." Aditi said. "Missionary style. He likes it, I like it."
Why was Virat asking her about how I fuck her, Ajay puzzled. He struggled to make out the words.
"And you have never been fucked in the gaand before?" Virat asked. "You have an unbelievable ass -- and no one ever fucked you in the ass, Aditi?"
They had all stopped calling her Bhabhi a long time ago.
"Er... no, Virat."
I wonder why she is lying, Ajay thought. She knows she has been fucked in the ass before. By me.
"Good. So you are an ass virgin. Well, not for long. OK, Aditi, turn around and bend over. I want to see that ass."
"Yes, Virat."
Ajay marvelled that his wife was acting so obedient and submissive.
"You have a nice ass, Aditi. Big and fleshy, but not too big to be fat. Tight and smooth skin. I like it."
"Er... thank you, Virat. Now, I was..."
"Keep still, Aditi-- don't move! Remain like that... bent over."
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Ouch!"
SPANK!
SPANK!
He was spanking her! Ajay listened in silence, and in amazement. Never in his married life did he imagine his wife would actually let another man spank her, and be ok with it. Aditi usually shied away from BDSM, and only tolerated Ajay's occasional spank on her booty as she would walk by him. And here she was -- bent over -- getting spanked by his friend!
"Navin told me you like being spanked!" Virat commented.
So Navin had spanked her too!
"Come, Aditi." Virat ordered. "Sit beside me here."
Again there was silence.
Ajay tried to make out what was happening but he couldn't. The door to Virat's room was thick. Nearly ten minutes passed and Ajay didn't know what was happening.
Suddenly, he heard a noise.
An all too familiar noise.
SQUEAK! SQUEAK! SQUEAK!
A warm humiliation came over Ajay as he heard the first of the squeaking of the bed springs. The set of Aditi's "husbands" was complete. The only man in the lodge who had so far not been with Aditi was now having sex with her. His wife. Ajay could hear from the rhythmic creaking of the bed frame that Aditi was being penetrated. From her moans and murmurs he could make out that she was enjoying it.
"Oh, Aditi." Virat told her. "You are such a delight. Despite being fucked so much by the others, you are still so tight!"
"Oh, Virat." Aditi could only mumble. "Oh, Virat."
The bed continued to creak as Virat continued to bang her.
"Aaah! Aaaaah! Oh yes! Aaaaah!"
Aditi kept grunting. The bedsprings were squeaking furiously as she received Virat's thrusts. The bed was now hitting the wall hard and the springs sounded as if they were going to break. Virat seemed to be fucking her hard and fast now.
"AAAAAH!" Aditi suddenly cried out. She was in the throes of her orgasm.
"Oh, baby." Virat couldn't control himself. "I am going to cum. Should I pull out?"
"No. No!" Aditi cried out. "Push into me. Harder, Virat! Harder. Fuck me. Oh, cum in me."
The creaking of the bed become louder and louder.
"Oh YESSS!! AAAH! AHHH!!" Aditi was quite vocal now, and loud. "Oh Virat! I love you, Virat. Please, cum in me. Oh, Virat!"
Ajay heard Virat groan, and the bed was now rocking fast. No doubt, Virat was now ejaculating into her. His wife's womb was now being filled by yet another man. Aditi was silent, occasionally letting out a grunt as Virat flexed his buttocks from time to time, pumping more and more of his seed inside her.


"Oh, Virat. Oh my love." Aditi was moaning, even as Virat continued to pump his semen into her. "I love you. Oh, that was amazing. Usually Ajay doesn't do it for this long, Virat. He lasts merely a minute or two inside me... and... he... doesn't have this much cum, Virat."
Ajay felt myself blushing a bright red in humiliation as he listened to his wife's confessions. Why was she saying all of that? Surely she didn't mean it!
Ajay waited. He badly wanted to go back to his room and sleep, but he knew it wouldn't be long before Virat wanted another go. Ajay was sure he would want to fuck his wife in the ass.
He wasn't wrong.
He had to wait nearly twenty five minutes before the second round began.
"Virat, please put on more of the oil." He heard Aditi tell her latest lover. "And remember to be gentle. You have a big lund. Quite big."
"Yes, Aditi."
"And if I tell you to pull out, you will pull out. OK?"
"Yes, Aditi."
Aditi, true to her word, was preparing to take it in the ass! Ajay heard more rustling noises on the bed, and the soft creaking of the springs.
"Gentle. Slow." He heard Aditi direct Virat.
"Yes, Aditi." Virat, probably thrilled at "conquering the final frontier", was being fully considerate.
Slowly and slowly, he must have pushed more and more into her, and must have started to hump her. The rhythmic creaking of the bed frame intensified. This time Aditi's vocalizations were much clearer.
"Ooooh Virat!" Ajay heard her cry out. "Slower, please. Slower! Aaaah, nehi! Don't get so excited. Please use some more oil!"
"Yes, Aditi. Sorry, Aditi."
He was fucking her earnestly now. The noise of the bed was frantic -- Ajay felt the bed would break at any time.
"Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat! Aaaaangh! Aaaaangh!"
Aditi was now moaning... or crying. It must hurt like hell! Ajay could imagine her face contorted, and her breasts slapping back and forth as Virat pushed himself from back in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out.
"Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat!"
Aditi now let out a tremendous noise as she started to climax.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
Ajay knew Virat wouldn't be able to hold out much longer. He was right. Ajay heard Virat make a guttural sound. He was at this moment no doubt squirting a good quantity of his semen into Ajay's wife's ass.
"Oh, Virat!" Aditi could only mumble as her own orgasm subsided. "Oh, Virat."