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

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"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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"That was good hunting!" Suresh exclaimed. "Six birds! Two for each of us, in the first couple of hours!"
Unlike yesterday, when they had all struck out and only had 2 carp between them, today was indeed a good hunt. This morning they had left late again, and it was noon by the time they reached their spot. Unlike the previous days, this time they did not take the boat, but decided to hike on foot to another place, in the opposite direction. As per a hunting forum, that area had lots of partridges. And the forum was right.
Within two hours, they had spotted, hunted and killed six birds. Each of them had gotten a couple, and soon the birds were cleaned and packed. Obviously they wouldn't be able to eat them all on their trip, but would give to other friends when they got back to the city.
"I can go put them in the fridge." Ajay offered.
"Are you sure?" Suresh asked. "These are heavy, and there's six."
"I will use our little wagon." Ajay pointed out. "You guys are staying here, right."
"Yes, we have to." Navin pointed out. "If we want to fish we all have to return and then get the boat."
"I don't want to fish." Suresh shook his head. "We can fish anywhere. We are here to hunt. And I have a spare freezer in the lodge's basement, so we can store more if we need to."
"We will probably need to use some more salt than we had planned to." Ajay observed. "If we have to prepare them for journey back to Delhi. But otherwise, we should be ok."
They all helped Ajay load the carcasses onto the wagon. Ajay then started the walk back to the cottage. In about twenty minutes he was back in the cottage.
"Where is Virat and Aditi?" He wondered, as he put the birds in the basement freezer. He had searched the whole house, and they were not there.
"Surely..." Suddenly a thought crossed Ajay's mind. "The boat?"



There was a mat on the docks. It was one of those huge picnic mats that Ajay had packed, and it was now spread out on one of the piers at the docks.
Aditi was lying on her back on that mat.
And Virat was on top of her.
They were both naked.
Oh my goodness, Ajay realized in shock. They are having sex! In outdoors! He was fucking her out in the open!
Granted their small dock was behind their lodge, and secluded from the road, and there were no boats anywhere on the river. Yet, this was so brazen, so outrageous, and so unlike Aditi! Ajay quickly stepped out through the backdoor. The couple, engaged in their passionate amorous activity, did not even notice him. Ajay kept to the shadows, walking behind the hedges, and tiptoed nearby.

Virat had stopped mauling Aditi's huge breasts, and was using his strong, piston-like arms to raise and lower his waist as he thrust in and out of Aditi. Ajay watched, somewhat in amazement, somewhat with jealousy, at his friend's stamina, as he continued to fuck his wife.
"Ooooh Virat! Ooooh Virat!" Aditi was continuously muttering.
Ajay felt a pang of jealousy again, as he watched his own wife take another man's name on her luscious lips.
"Ooooh Virat! Ooooh Virat!"
Aditi now had her legs wrapped around his pelvis, her nails pressed deep into his back. Her eyes were shut as Virat's big balls slapped repeatedly - thunk! thunk! - against the flesh of her thighs.
"What if your husband could see us now?" Virat taunted her, as he pressed deep against her. Little did he know that Ajay was less than twelve feet away, taking in the sight!
"Mmmm.... mmmm." Aditi was too lost in her thoughts and could only moan as her cunt was being stretched apart by the huge cock.
"What a wimp!" Virat continued, "If I was your husband, Aditi, I would have never shared you with another man! I wish Ajay was here! I'm sure I would have given him a nice performance by fucking his wife in front of him."
"Ooooh Virat! Ooooh Virat!" Aditi could only croon, as Virat once more thrust into her.
The words stung Ajay. A warm feeling of inadequateness and humiliation came over him as he realized that his wife Aditi was too engrossed in her pleasure to come to her husband's defense. The sounds he could hear were soft sounds as the wooden planks on the pier squeaked, and the familiar guttural sound of raw, unabashed sex, and the moans of pleasure from his wife. And the taunts of that man -- his own friend -- who was cuckolding him.
"Oh, God! Oh Gooooddddddd!" Aditi cried out. A shiver ran through Ajay as he realized she was having yet another orgasm. She started to hump Virat harder, moving her lower abdomen to match his thrusts. He kept on pounding, with a grin on his face. It was clear he was completely in control, and savouring the fact that he was making the wife of another man -- the wife of his friend -- climax.
Suddenly Ajay could see his butts clench as Virat started to cum in her. Cum in his wife. Virat groaned loudly as he thrust his member into Aditi, depositing gallons of his love juice between her legs and into her baby canal. Aditi gave a muffled cry as she also climaxed with him.
Virat kept pumping his semen into her for what seemed like ages. He took his time before he and Aditi lay on the mat in a heap, his dick still buried into her. As for Aditi, she was still panting, sweating, her eyes still shut. She was still in the throes of her fifth or sixth orgasm, brought about by this stud and his huge prick. With their backs to him, they couldn't see him. Ajay kept low and quietly made his exit. He had to get back to the rendezvous point with Suresh and Navin.

 

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It was a late dinner for all. When they had finished, Suresh rose to speak.
"Tomorrow," He announced. "All four of us men -- Navin, Ajay, Virat and myself -- will go for the final hunt. We have three birds left over after our own food on this trip, so we need to hunt three more. And hopefully catch a couple more walleye or pike. Need to get a big haul so our friends back in the city can be impressed."
"I agree." Navin nodded. "We have enough for our own but we should give some away to our neighbors and friends too. Hopefully we can get it tomorrow."
How smart, Ajay chuckled to himself. By making all of us go on the hunt, no man is remaining behind with Aditi.
"As for Aditi," Suresh continued. "Babe. I want you to do your maid duties tomorrow. Clean the whole house. Vacuum everything. Wipe everything. Clean all the toilets."
"Er... yes." Aditi nodded. "Don't worry, I will."
"And babe, don't worry about tomorrow night." Suresh turned to everyone. "We all had one night with her. So for tomorrow night, I have something else planned. With us all."
As everyone got buys and started to retire to their rooms, Aditi turned to Ajay.
"Ajay," She softly asked. "Are you going to your room?"
"Er... yes, dear." Ajay replied. "And you... are going to Virat's room?"
"Yes." Aditi answered. "But... um... Virat was saying... if you want to come... you can stay and watch... for a little bit."
"Oh."
Virat was already in his room, sitting on his bed, when the couple entered. He was dressed in a night shirt and pants.
"Oh, Ajay, you are here too!" Virat seemed to be in a jovial mood. "Good. You can see how I fuck your wife. And maybe, learn a thing or two."
"Oh, er... thanks." Ajay didn't know what to say.
"Please stand in that corner." Virat ordered. "Yes... that corner. You will watch... and you will not make any noise. If you need to wank off... you will do so quietly. If I hear any noise from you, or I feel disturbed, I will throw you out of the room. Do you understand?"
"Er... yes, Virat."
"Good. Now, Aditi. Darling, come and sit here. Beside me."
"Yes, Virat." Aditi obediently took her place beside her latest paramour.
Ajay watched as his friend reached out and cupped his wife's breasts in his hands. Aditi was wearing a simple night robe -- a baby doll, actually. It was a sheer piece of lingerie, and she had nothing underneath. No bras, no panties. Virat tweaked one breast.
"My dear Aditi," Virat continued, his voice taunting Ajay. "Your breasts and buttocks are so large and exciting. Ever since I had known you, I had always fantasised about how your cunt would look and feel like. I can't even believe that your own useless husband has let me fuck you."
"Er, thank you, Virat." Aditi gave a soft moan as Virat continued groping her. "I have also enjoyed myself with you."
She is not defending me, not at all.
"Now stand up, Aditi." Virat ordered. "I need to look at and admire your lovely body. The body that I had been dreaming about, till this morning."
Obediently Aditi stood up, and Virat too followed her and stood in front of her. He reached out and grabbed her robe, and gave it one tug.
"Oh, Virat!" Aditi could not help but utter, as Virat pulled the robe down from her body. She stood there, totally naked, in the presence of two men -- one of whom was her husband standing in the corner, unable to interfere.
"Oh, Aditi." Virat was looking at her for a long time. Aditi's large breasts, firm, fare and supple, with large dark black nipples that were clearly hard, seemed to be full of milk as Virat took the sight in.
"Your crotch is very hairy, Aditi." Virat commented.
Aditi blushed.
Ajay liked Aditi to have a hairy cunt, so she often did not shave down there for months. She had no idea, of course, that would be repeatedly fucked by other men on this trip, so she hadn't shaved any pubic hair. Little did she realize that these friends of her husbands also shared his similar taste in a hairy cunt.
"I love the thick hair on your arm pit and on your crotch, Aditi." Virat commented. His hands were now playing with her boobs, leading Aditi to moan from time to time. "Now please turn around as I admire your buttocks."
"Yes, Virat."
Aditi had large and fleshy buttocks. Virat came close to her, from behind. He circled her with his arms and cupped her breasts lightly. He kept his palms cupped over Aditi's breasts without pumping, or squeezing them.
He seemed to be relishing the feel of my wife's heavy breasts, Ajay marvelled. Anyone seeing them would think he was seeing her nude for the first time!


Virat then sat back down on the bed and Aditi sat down, naked, on his lap. He began to fondle her, squeezing her breasts and nipples. He started to kiss her, placing his lips on her lips, before kissing her on her cheeks and then on her nipples. He suckled on her left breast, while fondling her right with his palm, before switching boobs.
Aditi could feel herself becoming wetter and wetter each moment. She felt very naughty, liberated and excited, especially as her husband was watching. Whenever Virat's mouth was on hers, she would kiss him passionately. Virat, in his lust, was sucking hard and biting on her breast and nipples roughly.
Soon Virat's clothes were on the floor. As his bottom clothes came off, his penis, fully erect, shot out. It appeared massive, with a bright red head like a tomato. His cock appeared to throb with pulses, and his testicles seemed engorged and enormous, hanging heavily under his manhood.
Aditi could not control herself. As her own juices began to flow more, she timidly extended her hand and touched his staff. Virat gasped with pleasure and spread his legs wide, to give Aditi better access to his penis.
Look at her! Ajay marvelled. She is not even hesitating. She is totally into this!
Indeed there was no such shyness from Aditi. She seemed enthralled with Virat and his dick. She cupped his colossal testicles with her hand and gently fondled them. Ajay saw his wife pull the fore-skin of his friend's penis down and examined his penis head.
"Suck it." Virat commanded.
"Yes, Virat."
Without any further words being exchanged, Aditi took Virat's penis into her mouth. Virat's cock was by then so large that Aditi could not take it in fully -- it barely went in half inside her. She had to stretch her mouth wide open, to accommodate the massive thickness of his organ.
Ajay saw that is wife was beginning to run her tongue over the head of his penis and start to suck him, all the while fondling his engorged testicles. Virat caught Ajay's wife's head with his hands and began roughly thrusting his huge penis in and out of her mouth. After fucking her lips like this for a while, Virat slowly withdrew from her. He was now ready to fuck her properly.
"Oh, Virat." Aditi could only mutter. "Your penis is soooooo big! I can hardly take it in my mouth! Please be gentle when you fuck me. I am not used to this large a dick!"
Virat cast a triumphant look at Ajay and then glanced back at Aditi.
"I will pleasure you in ways Ajay can only dream of, honey."
"Oh, you already have, my love. You already have!"
Thoroughly humiliated, Ajay could only look on as Virat made Aditi lie down on the bed and pushed her arms up. Ajay saw that he was excited by her thick arm-pit hair. He ran his hands through Aditi's sweaty arm-pits and thoroughly licked both of them. He then smacked his lips against her and kissed her on the mouth, thrusting his tongue deep into her. Ajay could see Aditi respond by sucking his tongue back.
Virat's lust was growing. He squeezed Aditi's breasts roughly. He kissing her on the belly and thrust his tongue into her navel. Like a savage, he kept nibbling at her neck, breasts and nipples with passion, leading Aditi to moan with pleasure.
"Let's see your big ass again, babydoll."
Virat then roughly turned Aditi so that she was on her belly. He began kissing and biting the back of her neck and shoulders.
"Oh, Virat!" Aditi continued to moan, writhing on the bed, clenching and unclenching her buttocks as Virat continued to kiss, caress and grope her. It was clear that she now wanted a dick in her vagina.
"I can't get enough of your butt, Aditi. Ajay doesn't know what a maal you are! Come to me whenever you need a proper fuck, babe."
"Oh, I will, Virat. I will!"
Virat then fondled and squeezed Aditi on her ample buttocks. He then raised a hand.
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
SMACK!
Virat began slapping Aditi's ass quite hard. Beating them, squeezing them, pinching them, seemed to give him lots of pleasure. He rubbed his throbbing penis all over her back and bottom.
He is spanking her and she is letting him.
Virat then again turned her over on the bed, to lie on her back, facing him.
He is now going to fuck her, Ajay realized. I am going to see it. Again.
As if sensing his thoughts, Virat turned to look at Ajay with disdain.
"I AM going to fuck your wife, Ajay, but not just yet." He stated. "First I will drive her crazy. She will beg me for my cock. Watch and learn, cuckold, as I fuck your wife."
Virat pushed Aditi's legs up all the way, until her body was curled up and her vagina was exposed and thrust up. He knelt in between her toned thighs and separated them wide apart. He bent down and put his mouth to her hairy vagina, before running his tongue all over her pubic hair and licking them vigorously.
"Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat!" Aditi was now mewing constantly, lost to the throes of an orgasm. "Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat!"
Virat slipped his tongue into her vaginal folds and began moving on Aditi's inner vaginal lips.
"Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat!"
Ajay could see that Aditi was now leaking profusely, her juices flowing out of her vagina like some fountain. She was in a daze, lost in the pangs of her passion.
Virat was now swirling his tongue around her clitoris and flicking over it. He then thrust his tongue deep in her, in and out, in and out.
"Oh, Virat!" Aditi could not help but beg. "Please! Fuck me! I need your cock! Please!"
"See how she begs like a slut." Virat grinned at Ajay. "She told me she never had to beg you similarly, and yet I am making her lose control. Learn how to do it properly, Ajay."
"Oh Virat!" Aditi pleaded a bit more forcefully. "PLEASE! Fuck me! NOW!"
Virat positioned himself properly over Aditi. Keeping an eye on Ajay, he placed the thick bulbous head of his penis at the entrance of Ajay's wife's vagina. Virat began rubbing his mammoth penis head, across the folds of her vaginal lips and lightly thumped it across Aditi's clitoris.
"Oh, Virat!" Aditi begged, as currents of pleasure shot up her body. "Please!"
Look how eagerly she wants him, Ajay thought miserably. Have I ever induced that same level of desire in her?
Virat pushed the huge bulbous head into Aditi's pussy. Aditi immediately spread her thighs wider, as if to help accommodate his manhood easier. Aditi gasped as Virat then plunged his organ into her, bit by bit.
"OOOOOOH Virat!" Aditi was mumbling now. "AAAAH!"
With every push, Virat was able to worm his organ into Aditi's snatch, further and further. He had thrust several inches into her, and Virat now started to forcefully propel his organ in and out of Aditi's vagina.
"UUUNNNNGGH!" Aditi was mutter incoherently now. "UUUUUNNNNNGH!"
Her body was being violently tossed, up and down. Ajay watched as Aditi arched her back, and started to pant and moan. She groaned as the head of his massive rod slammed against her cervix.
He is now deep in her, Ajay realized. She is being filled like she has never been filled before.
Virat was showing her now mercy, pushing deeper and deeper into Aditi. Sweat was just pouring off her as she moved in rhythm to his thrusts. Aditi gave a small but shrill scream. Her head was tossed back, and her jet black hair flinging across. She was staring at Virat, her mouth agape, as with a violent final thrust, Virat slammed fully into her, thumping his testicles against her moist vaginal lips.
Look at her! Look at them! Ajay pondered the scene in front of him.
The bed was shaking, the springs screeching and the frame groaning as Virat continued to bang his wife. Aditi seemed thrilled at being able to take Virat fully inside her, and she seemed to be enveloped by a wave of delirious ecstasy. Her eyes were big and she had a glazed look to her. Her nipples were perky and erect. Both of them were breathing rapidly and sweating profusely.
They were now moving as one -- their bodies joined, crotch to crotch. Pubic hair smashed against pubic hair. As both of them felt their orgasm beginning to build up, Virat began to ram her womb violently, pumping in and out of her. Aditi dug her finger nails onto his back, hanging on tightly to her lover.
"Aaaaaaaagh! Virat!" She screamed. "Faster. Faster Virat. Deeper. Oh God! Aaaaaah. I am cumming. Aaaaah. Aaaaah!"
Aditi let herself go completely. Virat went on viciously pumping in and out of her, even as she was lost in her orgasm, making it even more intense for her.
"Ooooooh, Virat!"
Aditi was completely out of breath. She threw her arms around his neck, groaned deeply, and then thrust her lips on his.
"Ooooh Virat! I love you!"
Virat relaxed for a few minutes as Aditi continued to kiss him on his lips, nose, eyes, cheeks and forehead. As she kissed him, she continuously murmured on how much she loved him. Virat smiled, and allowed Aditi a little rest. She started to slowly breathe easier, recovering her breath, before looking at Virat's eyes. She then gave him a smile.
Ajay understood what was going to happen. Virat was now going to take his pleasure.
"Watch, Ajay," Virat taunted his friend, "Watch me as I fuck and then cum inside your wife, cuckold."
Aditi seemed to ready herself for Virat, who then wasted no time. Virat lifted himself way up and slammed into her again. He began propelling his penis into Aditi like a machine. Aditi was meeting his thrusts, with equally brutal upward thrusts of her own, onto his powerful manhood. She knew... he was now ready to ejaculate inside her.
"Oh, Aditi! You slut! I am going to cum inside you!"
Virat's buttocks began to buckle, and his hips began to shake.
"Virat! Oh, Virat!" Aditi stroked his head, running her fingers through his hair as he pumped his semen into her.
Ajay watched as Virat went on ejaculating into his wife's womb for a very long time. Aditi and Virat held each other closely, lips locked and tongues entwined in a passionate kiss, each simply overcome by the force of what they were feeling. After the frenzy, both their orgasms began subsiding gradually.
It took a few minutes before both Virat and Aditi regained their breath. Virat withdrew his huge penis from her, and as he came out, huge volumes of his semen and her own secretions flowed out of Aditi. She was still panting. Virat turned to look at Ajay.
"Hope you have learned a thing or two on how to fuck your wife, Ajay." Virat sneered. "Now, as you leave, please shut the door gently behind you."
As Ajay left, he could hear the two talking.
When do you want to cum in my ass, he heard Aditi ask Virat, who responded with a laughter.
Ajay shut the door, as instructed. He didn't want to stay any longer; he wanted to be alone with his thought

 

[a017atha]

So, what's the plan?" Virat was looking around. "And where is Aditi?"
It was their fourth night, and the last night, of the hunting trip. Tomorrow morning they would be on their way back to the city.
The men had spent all day hunting and fishing, with mixed results. They had just two more birds, but did catch a good number of pike. Every game and catch was cleaned and stored properly in the freezer, already packed, ready to be just loaded onto the car tomorrow morning. Aditi had spent the whole day cleaning and cooking, so the lodge was now ready to be closed until Suresh's next trip. Everyone was a little tired, but dinner had been refreshing, as had been their hot shower, and now, after all the plates and dishes were cleaned away, the men were wondering how the night was going to go.
Well all the men, except Suresh.
"Relax!" He grinned. "Aditi is going to entertain ALL of us."
"What do you have in mind?" Ajay asked.
"Don't worry." Suresh waved his concerns away. "Oh, there she is, outside the room. Let me go get her."
Suresh walked out to the hallway, and the men could hear him talk to Aditi. And then they both walked back in together. There was a collective gasp.
Suresh firmly held Aditi's hand and led her to the centre of the room. Ajay could see Suresh stand beside her, after letting go of her hand, and then cupping her butt cheek.

"Here she is, friends." He announced with a triumphant grin. "Tell us, Aditi."
Ajay watched as his wife, nude as the day she was born, walked up to the rest of them. She appeared to be a little shy and nervous, but her eyes betrayed her excitement. Ajay noticed that Aditi avoided his glance.
"I... I am naked, and... ready, guys." She announced, somewhat shyly, again not meeting Ajay's gaze. "The night is... er... young. Do... er... what you want with me."
I can't believe it, Ajay realized. My own wife! Asking to be ravaged by a group of horny men! She was sure to be gangbanged!
The response was immediate. Almost instantaneously Navin and Virat reached out to grab at her, sliding their hands all over her body, before Suresh joined in. Aditi stood still while six hands explored every inch of her, squeezing her tits, cupping her ass, tweaking her hard nipples as she moaned with delight.
Suresh turned to Aditi's husband.
"Hey Ajay!" He ordered. "Step back a bit, will you! You have this slutty maal to take home! Let the rest of us have some fun with her tonight."
"Er... yes, Suresh." Ajay dutifully stepped back to give others more room. None of the men could restrain themselves; they moved in like animals in heat. Even Virat, the last man Aditi had been to bed with. Despite having fucked his wife early this morning before they had left on their trip, Virat had a glazed look in his eyes -- and it wasn't just the weed. Aditi had to steady herself on her feet and close her eyes as each man's hands moved towards her pussy.
Navin pulled one of her thighs, forcing her legs farther apart, and Aditi shuddered as he drove several fingers into her exposed snatch.
"This slut is ready to fuck!" He exclaimed, "She's soaking wet in here! She really gets off on this type of stuff! Nice and tight, too! Ajay, you're one lucky son of a bitch to have this bimbo to come home to!"
"Er... thanks." Ajay could only murmur from across the room.
"Check her ass!" Suresh grinned. "Look what I did there."
Immediately Virat put a finger in her rectum, causing Aditi to yelp.
"Oh, Virat!" She mumbled. "Gently, please!"
"Damn!" Virat's incredulous voice rang out, completely ignoring her plea. "Her ass is greased already! She's ready for more than just fucking."
"Not to mention." Suresh was salivating at how he had prepared Ajay's wife. "As you all know by now, she gives great head, too! And guess what... she has three holes, and there's three of us!"
"This is Mrs. Swati all over again!" Virat grinned. "Remember her, Suresh?"
"Oh, how could I forget that night!" Suresh laughed. "That was an orgy for the ages!"
"Too bad we didn't know you then, Ajay." Navin turned to Aditi's husband. "And very glad we know you now! And especially your sexy wife!"
Ajay watched as his friends continued to grope and maul his willing wife. Suresh was holding Aditi up with his hands cupped under her tits, his thumbs and forefingers pinching and pulling at her rock hard nipples. Navin was playing with her pussy, while Virat was probing her ass. Ajay couldn't deny it -- watching these three horny man ravage his wife's body was making him jealous -- and turning him on.
Virat suddenly muttered, "I am ready to cum. Aditi, which hole?"
Aditi's head suddenly snapped erect and her large eyes opened.
"Please cum in my mouth." She requested. "I want to suck your cock and swallow your cum."
"Yes." Suresh seemed to agree. "I want to see her take that massive dick of yours, Virat."
"Aditi." Virat snapped his fingers. "Get into position, bitch."
"Yes, Virat."
Ajay marvelled at how suppliant his wife was. She was being called names like slut and bitch and whore, and she was willingly submitting to these men! Aditi had slid down to her knees, and her hand were reaching out. She started by opening Virat's pants' zipper.
She initially had a little trouble getting the zipper past the massive bulge in Virat's pants, and when she finally got his zipper open, everyone could see that Virat's briefs were stretched out several inches from his body by the huge hard-on. Aditi slid her hands over his hips and pushed the back of his jeans down, while her hungry mouth kissed and sucked at his pole through his briefs. Getting his pants down to his ankles, she reached back up and grabbed his briefs.
"Oh, Aditi." Virat was mumbling.
As Aditi pulled his underpants off, her lips and tongue were busy on his cock, licking the entire length of the shaft and planting soft, wet kisses on his balls. Her hands were free after she removed his underwear, so she grasped the base of his shaft with one hand and his ass cheek with the other. Her fingers barely closed around his thick cock, which right now looked to be about a foot long. Her hand slid up the shaft, and as it neared the top a large drop of clear pre-cum formed on the head of his prick.
Aditi slowly rubbed the shiny fluid around her lips, running her hand down to the base and back up, licking the second drop off of his swollen head and bringing it back into her mouth.
"Oh, Virat!" She uttered, tilting her head back and looking up at Virat's face. "Please, fuck my mouth."
"Open your mouth, you whore." Virat could only mutter hoarsely.
Aditi opened her mouth wide and placed the head of his immense prick to her lips. She had both of her hands on his ass cheeks now, and had to stretch her mouth open even more to get the massive head into her mouth. Her breathing was rapid and loud through her nose, as there was no way any air could get past her stuffed lips.
Her breathing seemed to stop as she pulled on Virat's ass, driving his huge cock deeper into her mouth. She still had several inches left when her head was pushed back by the head of his prick hitting the back of her mouth.
She pulled it out slightly and started panting through her nose again. She lifted her ass higher and worked her knees back away from Virat, making a straight line for his cock to slide down her throat, and with a few final deep breaths, once again pulled his ass towards her face.
"This is incredible!" Navin murmured.
He was speaking for all the men -- the sight was truly incredible! Ajay watched as inch after massive inch of Virat's cock disappeared into his wife's open mouth. She reached the point she had before, and with a slight pause, drove several more inches in. Her back arched as she gagged, and the gag reflex, along with her hands clamped on Virat's ass, drove the final few inches down her throat. She held him there for a second, and then started a slow withdrawal, stopping again when she was able to pant through her nose. Again a deep breath, and again she sucked him all in, this time without a pause as she took it straight down her throat. Her body arched again as she gagged on the last few inches, but still didn't stop until her nose was pushed flat against Virat's pubic hair.
A shorter pause, a quicker pull-out, a fast breath, and another straight stroke down her throat. Over and over, faster and faster, Aditi was taking over several inches of thick cock in her mouth. Virat's knees started to buckle, and he grabbed the back of her head and started ramming his massive tool into her open mouth. She gagged on every stroke, but never tried to stop him. With one final, long thrust, Virat buried his entire cock into Aditi's available mouth and held it there, bucking as he started to cum down her throat.
Ajay, like everyone, watched Aditi's throat muscles moving rhythmically as she swallowed and swallowed and swallowed. Finally, after drinking what must have been gallons of cum, Aditi pulled Virat's cock out of her mouth and took a deep breath.
Licking her lips, she looked at the rest of the men and said, "Anyone else want to feed me?"
Suresh grabbed her by the hair and pulled her up. Ajay watched as his wife writhed on another man's arms, the way a slave girl would rub against her master's body.
"Ajay." Suresh's voice bellowed. "Since you are just watching, why don't you do something useful? Fix us all some drinks. Fucking your wife makes me thirsty."
"Yes." Navin chipped in. "Make sure to put ice in it."
"Er... yes, Suresh." Ajay made his way to the kitchen. He heard Suresh say something to his wife, and then he heard Aditi's boisterous laughter. It was clear they -- Suresh and Navin -- were leading her to one of the bedrooms. Virat, having just cum in her, was in no condition for seconds. For now.
They were taking her to Virat's bedroom.
When Ajay made his way back to the bedroom, he found his wife Aditi on the bed, spread eagled. Her legs were spread legs wide, and she had tucked her heels up against her ass so her knees were flat against the bed. Her pussy lips were wide open too, giving everyone a clear view of both of her holes.
Both Suresh and Navin were now fully naked, their clothes lying in a pile by the door.
"Hey, thanks, Ajay." Suresh grabbed a glass. "Put the other one here, will you? Navin wants to eat something now, rather than drink."
As they watched, Navin dove into her open crotch, burying his head between her legs. His hands grabbed her knees and drove them even further apart while he stuck his tongue deep into her hot pussy. Aditi moaned, obviously enjoying his attention to her own needs, and reached her hands above her head and grabbed onto the headboard of the brass bed.
"Are you watching, babe?" Aditi purred, as Navin continued to eat her. "Oh, Navin! Oh, Navin!"
"Yes, I am watching." Ajay could only feebly replied.
"Excuse me, Ajay." Suresh suddenly handed his half emptied glass back to Ajay. "Put it away, will you! I hate to waste a perfectly available mouth."
Aditi had heard his comment and her mouth opened as he straddled her chest, kneeling just inside her armpits and forcing her to keep her arms above her head. Suresh wrapped his hand around his prick and started rubbing it all over her face, leaving trails of pre-cum on her chin, upper lip, and cheeks. Aditi's tongue danced over his cock whenever it came near, her saliva adding to the juices he was rubbing all over her face. Suresh started pumping his shaft up and down with his hand, his every outward stroke bringing another drop of cum to decorate her lips and chin with. His stroke got faster and faster, and he grabbed the back of her head and pulled it off the bed until her chin was resting on her chest. He held his cock out of reach for a moment, and Aditi got the message and opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue, giving him a target to shoot for.
Suresh put the head of his cock on the end of her tongue and continued to whack away for a moment or two longer. Suddenly he shuddered and a thick wad of milky white cum shot out of his cock and into Aditi's waiting mouth.
The next stroke brought another wad of cum shooting out, but Suresh's aim was off and it splattered across her upper lip, nose, and by her eye. The third and forth spurt again made it into her mouth, and Ajay could see them hitting the back of her throat and sliding down out of sight. Two more weaker pulses left a puddle of cum on her tongue, some running off the side and down on her neck.
Aditi still held her mouth open and her tongue out, letting Suresh cum where he wanted. Finally finished, he slid his cock along her tongue, pushing most of the cum off, leaving it drip from the sides of her mouth and down her chin. As his head entered her mouth her cheeks were drawn in as she sucked his tube dry.
"Hey Ajay, hold my drink."
Navin's voice suddenly interrupted Ajay's thoughts.
"Er... yes, Navin."
As Suresh climbed off the bed, Ajay realized he had been so engrossed in watching her face get fucked again by Suresh, that Navin had changed positions. He had finished most of his drink by then, and while his hands still held Aditi's knees wide, he was now driving his cock deep into her pussy instead of his tongue.
With each stroke out her tight pussy tried to turn inside out as it gripped his pole, each stroke in made her pussy lips try to roll in with his thrusting cock. His shaft glistened with lubricating pussy juice, and a large wet spot under her ass showed she had had at least one orgasm already. His tempo of thrusts was increasing, his balls slapping against her ass as he bottomed out in her. Her tits were rolling in small circles in time to his penetrations. Aditi was still grabbing on to the headboard, and Ajay could still see Suresh's cum all over her face, neck and shoulders. Her head lolled back and forth, eyes closed and mouth open. No doubt about it, she was getting her brains fucked out.
Navin was pounding away in a frenzy now, and Aditi arched her back as he started shouting obscenities at her. His shaft was now covered with a white, creamy foam as he whipped up the cum he was shooting into her.
Finally, after ejaculating for a long time, his cock popped out of her pussy and a river of cum poured out after it, coating her cunt and ass with creamy white jizz. Navin rolled off the bed and fell onto the floor, totally spent.
If Ajay thought that was the end of it, he was wrong. Into the room walked another naked man -- Virat. His huge cock was sticking straight out from his body, hanging slightly down from its weight, but definitely hard. He stood by the side of the bed and stared down at Aditi, naked and ready before him.
Soon Virat was climbing aboard, getting on the bed between Aditi's spread legs. Without any formality, Virat held her legs open, put the head of his cock into her and shoved the entire length in on the first stroke.
"Oh yes! Shove it in there! Fuck me hard!" Aditi cried out with pleasure. "Oh, Virat! Oh, Virat! Oh, yes! Fuck me deep! Split me open! It's so big!"
Virat rode her hard, driving his massive meat deep into her, then pulling it out until the head was almost free, then ramming it back in to the hilt. His breathing became harsh and rapid.
"You like to fuck, cunt? You want more, you whore? You want to get laid?" Virat roared.
"Yes!" Aditi cried, "I love to fuck. I want to get fucked. Fuck me! Fuck me! Please! Please fuck me deep!"
Virat hooked his elbows under the back of her knees and drew her legs up. Aditi's pussy was entirely exposed to his assaulting cock as he drove into her with a frenzy. His hands, free from the task of holding her legs spread, went to her bobbing tits and grabbed. He pinched her nipples and squeezed her tits, leaving white marks on the skin. The sound of their fucking was intense.
The wet sloshing of his cock as it rammed in and out, the creaking and groaning of the bed, the slap of his balls as they smacked into her thighs.
Aditi continued to beg to be fucked deep and hard, and Virat kept up a steady barrage of dirty talk, telling her just what he was doing to her. Aditi was working hard as she did all she could to help, and a thin film of sweat formed on her tits and belly.
"Oh Virat! Oh Virat!" Aditi shouted. She was crying as she started to cum with an intense orgasm. Virat kept fucking her, like an animal giving it to a bitch in heat. The smell of sex in the room was almost overpowering.
Ajay realized that Suresh and Navin were now standing, watching keenly as Virat banged Aditi. Suresh was actually recording the session using Virat's phone. The cock of every man in the room, Ajay included, was at attention. Virat roared, and Ajay looked back to the action on bed.
Virat had slid his hands under Aditi's shoulders and was pulling her down towards his driving cock. She was cumming almost continuously now, her voice making meaningless sounds instead of coherent words. Virat's roar was the start of his orgasm, and he continued to fuck her as he pumped shot after shot of his hot cum deep inside her pussy. Finally spent, his head slumping down, he released his hold on her shoulders and extricated himself from her sweaty body and stood up on wobbly legs.
Aditi was still shamelessly spread out on the bed, her body covered with sweat, her legs wide open, cum dripping down her thighs. Ajay knew that normally Aditi used to feel shy even after sex with him, and would cover up quickly. Here, she just lay there, as the men took in the sight, all of them continuing to stroke their cocks.
After a few minutes, Suresh moved and took Virat's place, sliding his hard penis into Aditi's open tunnel and hammering away at her. His hands roamed over her body as he fucked her, pushing her sweaty tits up. Her swollen nipples were brushing against his hairy chest as his body moved with his thrusts.
"Oh, Suresh! Oh, Suresh! Fuck me! Harder! Harder!"
Aditi was now panting, screaming and mouthing Suresh's name continuously as he kept pounding her. Aditi's legs, free to move, wrapped around Suresh's hips and she put her heels against his ass and helped him drive into her. Suresh didn't last long, and soon started to cum, adding his hot sperm to her already filled pussy.
Navin was already getting on the bed, and turned to Ajay.
"Hey Ajay! Help me get Suresh off your wife."
"Er... yes, Navin."
Aditi was still in a daze and taking Suresh's name. They had to unwrap her legs to let Suresh go, and as he moved away Navin climbed aboard and carried on. Aditi instinctively wrapped her legs around Navin as he took his turn, clamping down on his ass as he buried his cock in her, letting up as he pulled out for the next stroke. She continued to make weak, grunting noises, and Ajay could see her tense occasionally as another orgasm raced through her body. She brought her arms down, holding Navin's back and keeping him from sliding off her sweat soaked body. Virat had picked up his phone and was recording Navin banging her. Navin rode Aditi until he, too, added his cum to her drenched cunt.
The men now all stood close to the bed. Aditi by now had no strength left, so Ajay and Suresh each pulled one of her legs to help Navin get off. As they stood there, holding her legs up in the air, Virat came and positioned himself.
"Are you ready to go again?!!!" Suresh asked him incredulously.
"Why not?" Virat gave him a curious look. "Just hold her legs up like that. I like that position. Keep it like that!"
Ajay and Suresh kept her legs stretched out and up as Virat continued Aditi's marathon fuck. Her arms again clutched the man fucking her, holding him down against her body. Ajay could feel her leg muscles spasm with every thrust of Virat's hard tool. This time Virat didn't last long, he fucked her for only a few minutes before he thrust in and stayed there, giving Aditi's cunt it's fifth consecutive load of cum.
"Alright! Who's next?" Virat, with his cock still buried inside Ajay's wife, turned and looked at the rest of his friends. Suresh and Navin looked at each other.
"I... I need a little time." Navin admitted. "I want to fuck her in the ass."
"Ok, I think I can get it up now." Suresh nodded at Virat. Virat nodded back, pulled out and made way for Suresh. Aditi opened her eyes and smiled. She raised her arms, reaching out to hug her next fuck.
As Virat recorded again on his phone, Suresh wasted no time putting his shaft in her and pounding away. He had indicated that Ajay and Navin, holding Aditi's legs, should let go. Aditi responded by wrapping her arms and legs around him, helping him fuck her by pulling him in with every thrust. Suresh didn't last very long this time either, and was soon sending his sperm up her cunt to mix with the others'. With a last shove in and shudder, Suresh sent the last of his load in her and rolled off.
"Let's leave Aditi alone for a bit." Virat suggested. "We can pour a few drinks and recoup our strength. I want to fuck her in the ass a couple of times."
"Me too." Navin concurred. "Let's go to the living room."
"Hey, Ajay!" Suresh turned to Ajay. "You have some time now with Aditi... if you want. We will be back soon."



"Er... yes, Suresh. Thanks, guys." Ajay marvelled at the irony of another man giving him, Aditi's husband, permission to fuck his own wife, but he soon cast his eyes back on Aditi.
Ajay stood for a moment looking down at his wife. She was covered with sweat, her hair plastered to her forehead. Her pussy was twitching like it was still being fucked, and she continued to make mewing sounds.
"Oh, Suresh. Oh Suresh." She was still taking the name of her last fuck!
Ajay slowly got in bed with her and began to kiss her gently, working his way slowly up her body. Aditi opened her eyes and realized who it was, and the fact that she was now alone in the room, on the bed, with her husband. As Ajay cleaned her tits with his tongue, Aditi brought her hands up to caress the hair on his head. Her eyes were now fully open, and she seemed to have come out of her semi unconscious state when Virat and Suresh had fucker her mercilessly. Ajay slid farther up on her and covered her with his body. She guided her husband into her, and then wrapped herself around Ajay and held him tight.
Ajay started a slow, gentle rhythm of lovemaking, different from the violent pounding she had experienced from the others. Aditi seemed to appreciate it -- she kissed her husband on the lips, at first tenderly, and then passionately, her tongue probing softly for his.
"I love you," she whispered, barely able to talk. "I can't tell you how fantastic that was. I think every girl should be gang-banged like that at least once in her life. Oh, Ajay!"
Ajay continued to fuck her slow and easy. He could feel her pussy was quite full, and full of cum.
"Oh, Ajay!" Aditi mouthed again. "Thank you for sharing me like this with your friends. Please... give me your cum too."
Ajay kept a steady pace as he fucked his wife. He could feel her insides were slippery, lubricated beyond belief by all the cum deposited in her. As she urged him on, Ajay responded by picking up the tempo. He could actually feel her pussy contract as she had another orgasm, and the silky feel inside her made him want to fuck her harder. Her hands reached down and held her husband's hips, and Ajay started making faster strokes, going deeper and harder, bringing her back to the pace set by the others.
She responded, spreading her legs wider and giving Ajay free access to her innermost body. Ajay lifted himself off of her, leaving his thrusting cock as the only point of contact between him and Aditi. He could feel her start to shake, and actually felt her pussy start to suck on his cock.
"Oh, Aditi!" Ajay suddenly felt himself climax. "I can't hold it any more!"
Watching as all his friends fucked his wife, again and again, had built up a huge load inside Ajay, and now he exploded in her with force. He continued to cum inside her for almost a whole minute, burst after burst traveling up the shaft to spew out into her. Finally spent, he collapsed onto her.
He didn't have much time to rest, though. Already Ajay could hear his friends talking in the hallway. They were returning, freshened up and ready. The night was still young, and Aditi was going to be one busy lady.
Suresh walked in the room. He was still naked, but this time he also had a small gym bag in his hands.
"Hey Ajay." He commented, seeing Ajay pull up his pants and zip himself back up. "Since you appear to be done with Aditi, can you go to your room please."
"Oh."
"Yea... we all have some things we have planned with Aditi." Suresh pointed to his bag. "And we would feel more comfortable if you were in your room."
"Oh."
"Don't worry," Seeing the concern in his eyes, Suresh softened his voice. "Nothing we have already NOT done with her before. She knows what's in this bag."
"I see."
Suresh had come prepared, Ajay thought, looking at the bag. He definitely planned this all out in advance.
As Ajay started to leave the room, he glanced at what Suresh was unpacking from the bag.
A paddle.
A cane.
A dildo.

 

[a017atha]

It was finally 1 am in the morning when Ajay couldn't hear any more noises. For the last hour, he had to sit and listen as his friends, one by one, and later in twos and threes, took turns making the trip to the bedroom to fuck, and do whatever else they wanted to, with his wife. Finally he couldn't hear any more noises -- the men, and Aditi, must have passed out.
Ajay stepped out of his room and walked towards Virat's bedroom, where all the debauchery had taken place.
Ajay could see Suresh on the couch in the living room, snoring blissfully, sleeping completely naked. Navin had gone to his room, but the door was open and he too was snoring loudly. Ajay walked in to Virat's room.
Aditi was on his bed, naked, lying down on her belly, her ass protruding, fast sleep, completely passed out. Ajay walked closer to her and took in the sight.
There were love bite marks all over her body, on her back and on her neck. The fair skin of her big, fleshy buttocks was covered with lash marks. The boys must have used the paddle on her, and the cane, and must have even spanked her on her bare bottom with their hands. Her butt was very, very red.
And wet.
Ajay could see a can of Vaseline in one corner of the room. It appeared half empty. There was also a bottle of lube on the floor.
They must have all fucked her in the ass. A couple of times at least, Ajay realized. After spanking and caning her.
The smell of sex was every where in the room. Dried cum was all over on the bed and on his wife's thighs and legs, and back. A couple of beer cans were also rolling on the floor.
Virat, lying down next to Aditi, was fast asleep as well. Ajay took in the sight at a glance, making sure that Virat was sleeping soundly, and then looked around the room. He was searching for Virat's phone.
There it is! He spotted it and picked it up.
Virat had configured no screen lock on his phone. Ajay had guessed that because of the way Navin and Suresh used to pick up Virat's phone to record some of what they were doing to Aditi. Virat's phone was configured to recognize the hunting lodge as a secure place, so once they were here, the phone had no lock. Ajay quickly opened the phone and opened the galleries app.
What a lot of pictures! And videos! He marvelled as he quickly scanned the recordings. My wife is a porn star!
Ajay then opened Gmail on Virat's phone.
I have to send some of these to us. These are truly high quality porn.
Ajay selected 6 pictures. The first three pictures he selected were one each showing Aditi giving Navin, Virat and Suresh a blog job. The next three was one each of Navin, Virat and Suresh fucking her.
Good that the three took turns taping and recording each other, Ajay grinned. He then added one more picture -- Navin had his cock in Aditi's mouth and Suresh had his in her pussy. Virat must have taken that picture.
Ajay ensured that the number of files and size attached to the mail wasn't above the limit allowed. He didn't want any errors. After making his selection, he quickly typed his email address, followed by Navin's and then Virat's.
Fellows, Ajay typed in the message section. What a great hunting trip! Here's some moments to treasure. Thanks for taking the pics when I was the one in action! Three cheers to our Aditi Bhabhi.
Ajay then navigated to the "bcc" section. Very carefully, making sure he was doing it correctly, Ajay then added two more email addresses.
Those email addresses belonged to the wife of Suresh, and the wife of Navin.
This was no ordinary Gmail account. Virat's phone was set up to use the corporate account, and Ajay knew the mail app had a "scheduled send" function. Ajay picked the date and time. The mail would be sent on Tuesday morning at 10 am. Two days from now, when they were all back at work.
Ajay's fingers hovered over the "send" button. Once he clicked it, he knew the message would be in the outbox. Hopefully Virat never checked his outbox. No one did, really. But once the mail would be sent, it would go to all of them... and their wives. Ajay knew what consequences it would have for Suresh and Navin.
He clicked the "send" button.
And now, he thought, with an evil grin. We wait.

 

[a017atha]

Honey." Aditi paused for a second before turning to Ajay. "We have to talk."
It was Monday afternoon, and the long weekend would soon be over. This morning they had started from the lodge, and finally they were in the city. They had just dropped off Virat, after previously having dropped off Suresh and then Navin at their residences. So now Ajay and Aditi were alone in the car, heading back towards home.
Here it goes, Ajay thought miserably, as he backed out of Virat's driveway and onto the road. She is going to say that she is leaving me.
"The last few days..." Aditi tried to gather her thoughts. "They have been... wild. Unforgettable. Really... amazing. This is the wildest experience I... we... both of us... have had together. Don't you think so?"
"Er... yes, of course." Ajay answered, keeping a wary eye on his wife while focusing on the highway. "It was... pretty wild, darling."
"Pretty wild, babe? That's an understatement, don't you think?"
"I guess... I mean..."
"You whored me out to your friends!" Aditi uttered. "And I went along with it!"
"I didn't..."


"Hush! Let me continue, babe. It was FUCKING wild! And I couldn't get enough!" Aditi continued, "Let me tell you -- when I was alone with the guys it just started as a fuck, you know? They were just fucking me. I was just a pussy. I am sure they got the thrill of fucking another man's wife, especially Virat, who seemed to love to humiliate you... but I was also fulfilling my fantasies... and yours, right, honey?"
"Er... yes, dear. I mean, we have talked about this..."
"Yes, about me cuckolding you." Aditi stated. "And on this trip, I did cuckold you. And you got to experience first hand what it feels like to have another man ravage your wife while you just stood there."
Here it comes, Ajay thought.
"And yes, in the beginning it was nice and all wild you know?" Aditi continued. "But then, as time went on, each of these men... they stopped fucking me... and started to... make love to me... if that makes sense."
"Um... I don't understand, honey." Ajay answered. "I thought... you were enjoying. I mean... if you hadn't said yes... I would've..."
"Oh, no... I did say yes." Aditi uttered. "But what I mean is... let's take Suresh for example. In the beginning, it was all about mounting me and shoving his huge dick in me. Or making me suck and lick his cum. He was enjoying his power over another man's wife. But then... as the day went on... we were kissing. We were necking. We were holding hands and pinching each other's butt! I was so wet every time he was touching me, darling!"
For a second, no one spoke. Ajay cast an eye on the speedometer. He realized he was speeding and slowed down, just a little.
"At night, Suresh was not just fucking me, he was making love to me. And I to him." Aditi confessed. "My moral foundation was unravelling every time he spoke to me. Same with Navin, darling. With him I had the longest, and most satisfying, sex of my life, honey. Can you imagine what effect that had on me?"
Ouch! Ajay once again felt as if someone had punched him in the solar plexus. It was one thing for your wife to have sex with another man in front of your eyes. It was another thing for her to say it was the most satisfying sex ever.
"Navin was soooo good." Aditi admitted. "He knows his way around a woman, honey. I must have at least cum three times before he came inside me. And then... when it was all done... it was sooooo good. I was ready to do anything at that point, my love. Anything! He asked me to bend over so he could spank my ass, and I let him!"
You certainly did, Ajay thought, recalling the noises he had heard through the wall.
"Navin and I..." Aditi paused for a moment as she recollected all the sordid details. "We... um... we did things that I would never do with you, honey. I... I was not in control, if you can believe it. It was almost as if my body took over my conscience. He wanted to slap me, and I let him. I was put over his knee and caned, darling! CANED! And I wanted him to... I don't know what to tell you."
"Uh... what does it all mean, darling?" Ajay asked, as he changed lanes. Their exit was coming up soon. "What is going on in your mind?"
"I just wanted you to know what was happening to me, Ajay." Aditi explained. "My whole moral fibre was rebelling against what was going on, and yet, I went on and did it. Even with Virat, on the third day. He hadn't even touched me and I was ready to do ANY thing with him. Do you know we fucked outside, Ajay? He fucked me, fully naked, on the pier."
"Oh." Ajay had to control himself from admitting that he knew about it. "On the pier?"
"Yes." Aditi was blushing. "We had gone for a little swim, and then he placed a picnic mat on the docks. He then stripped me completely naked, and then fucked me for almost half an hour on that pier, darling."
"Did... anyone... see you?"
"Er..." Aditi had to think. "I don't know, darling. I was so engrossed in the sex. I mean... I don't think there were any boats passing by, and we were pretty secluded, but still it was outside. In public view! And I let him do it to me! I would NEVER do that with you!"
"My love." Ajay interjected. "I am not blaming you for anything. I know it got a little wild, and we all got carried away."
"I got carried away, Ajay." Aditi shook her head. "I did. I don't feel comfortable with how I behaved there, darling. As long as it was just a fuck, I was ok, but then it became more. I actually felt myself becoming ok with how I was feeling about it, and that's not how married women are supposed to feel about another man, my love. I was... still am... thinking about them, and what they did to me on the final night... last night... I mean, and whether... when... they will do it again. I mean... last night... I was just a whore, a slut... And they did anything, and everything, to me. And I wanted them to. Again... and again."
This is it, Ajay realized. She wants to tell me she wants to repeat this all the time now.
"I want to be very clear about it, Ajay." Aditi's voice was firm. "I am a married woman and I am thinking about making love to another man. Men, actually. That's not what I signed up for when we took our vows, my dear."
"Oh." Ajay nearly braked. As it was, their exit had come up, and he changed lanes again to exit the highway. "I am sorry I put you in that situation, darling."
"I don't want to go through that ever again, sweetie." Aditi turned to Ajay. "I want to be your wife. I want you to fuck me. ONLY you. I want that... that experience... to be a one time thing. It can never be repeated, do you understand?"
Ajay pulled over to a small side street, and stopped the car. He unclasped his seat belt, and turned to his wife. They hugged each other for almost five minutes. Aditi was crying, her tears wetting Ajay's collar. He was profusely apologizing to her. Ajay continuously repeated how much he loved Aditi and how sorry he was to have put her in that situation.
"It was both of our fault, honey." Aditi answered. She then leaned in closer and pressed her lips on to her husband's.

They both kissed for a long time. The reality of what she was saying had become crystal clear to Ajay. Several times he did notice each of his friends were overtly touching his wife as they were around her, and inside the room when they made love, they had been passionately kissing, caressing, and holding onto one other. Aditi was right; when this all started, was simply about the sex. They simply wanted fuck another man's wife and when it was over, it should have been over. But it wasn't. Especially with Suresh. In hindsight, Ajay realized, he should have noticed that it truly did develop into more than sexual intercourse between Suresh and his wife.
Ajay then started the car again. Aditi was in a much better mood.
"When we were leaving," She giggled, "Suresh had cupped my right butt cheek and said this would have to be a yearly tradition. Virat had then walked over, pinched my other butt cheek and agreed to what Suresh had said."
"Where was I?" Ajay asked.
"You were loading things in the car." Aditi replied. "And then Navin walked over, and straight away unbuttoned the top two buttons on my shirt, reached inside, and scooped out my boobs. I was there, a married woman, standing and being treated like a bazaari aurat -- a prostitute. My tits and ass in the hands of other men. I was being groped and mauled by your friends and all I could think of was how wet I was and how I wanted them to take me right there and then."
"I see."
"All the three men then said they would visit me far more regularly from now on. I will have to service them, whenever they come. No holes barred!"
"Well..." Ajay replied, "I will put a stop to that thought of theirs."
"Thank you, honey."
They eventually reached home.
Ajay thought it might be weeks before she and her made love again, given how many times she had intimate intercourse with Suresh, Navin and Virat at the lodge, but that very same evening of their return, as soon as they went to bed, they instantly began grabbing and tearing at one another. It was one of their wildest and most animalistic passionate sex they ever had.

 

[a017atha]

It was 2 am in the morning.
2 am!
Ajay just couldn't sleep. Upstairs, Aditi was sleeping soundly. She and Ajay had sex twice, and her whole body was now catching up from this long weekend's activities. She would be having a very long night's sleep.
And yet Ajay was here, on his dining table, with a glass of Coke in his hand. He couldn't sleep. Tomorrow was Tuesday, and they were all going back to work.
As Ajay sipped his drink, he thought about the quick conversation he had earlier that evening with his CIO. It was just before he had gone to bed.
"Sorry about calling you this late, and on a long weekend, Ajay." Kiran had started by apologizing. Despite being a CIO, he always respected his employees' weekends. "But it's a big day tomorrow. I wanted to outline what will happen."
"It's OK, Kiran." Ajay responded. "Long weekend is almost over; it's Monday evening. I can talk."
"How's that's lovely wife of yours, Ajay? And how about you? Did you have a good trip?"
Even my CIO can't get enough of Aditi!
"It was a great trip, Kiran." Ajay replied. "And Aditi enjoyed it as well."
"And Suresh was there, too?" Kiran asked.
"Yes." Ajay answered. "And don't worry, Kiran. I have told him nothing. This was strictly a friends' hunting trip. Suresh knows nothing about tomorrow."
"Good. So tomorrow, Tuesday, first day back after our long weekend," Kiran got straight into business. "At 9.30 am, right in the morning I will call Suresh to my office. And I will tell him that his services are no longer required."
"Yes, I understand, Kiran."
About four months ago when Kiran had called Ajay into his office, and told him that he was planning some restructuring, Ajay had thought at first it was he who was getting laid off. But then Kiran clarified that it was Suresh who would be fired, and Ajay would not only take over Suresh's job and responsibilities as development lead, but get a nice raise as well.

To be honest, Ajay wasn't surprised. Suresh wasn't a very hard worker, but he had good luck through his career which meant he was now a project manager. Yet his work was sloppy, and several times he had to depend on Ajay to work late and help him out. Ajay did it, but he made sure others knew, subtly, who was actually doing the work. Kiran had his eye on Suresh for a while now after several projects' missed deadlines.
Yes, it was sad that Suresh was going to lose his job. As a friend, Ajay was not happy about that, especially as Suresh had helped him get a job in the company in the first place. Yet, this was also professional life. Business and all that -- where you had to prove your value, or ship out. Ajay had understood that.
"And after he leaves the building, maybe around 11 am," Kiran continued, "I will send out an email about the restructuring, and your new roles and responsibilities. You can take over at that time."
"Thank you, Kiran."
After going over some minor things that needed to be ironed out, such as Ajay's network access and new office space, the call had ended.
So, tomorrow morning, Ajay thought, Suresh is going to get two big shocks.
First, he is going to lose his job.
Second, that email with pictures of him, Navin and Virat fucking Aditi will go out to all of them. Including the wives.
That bombshell is probably going to ruin their marriages, Ajay thought. And they will blame Virat for sending out the email, so this will ruin their friendship. Virat will deny it, but no one will believe him. And at some stage Virat might figure out who sent the mail, but it would be too late.
Ajay realized that after tomorrow, the Trinity Gang of 4 might be no more. This might have been the last hunting trip at that lodge for all of them.
He glanced at his clock.
2.20 am.
Ajay grabbed his phone and opened his gallery app. He went to a special folder and opened up a picture.
Uncle Raj.
Jaya mamani.
These two had brought up Ajay from when he was ten years old, when his parents had died in a train accident. His uncle Raj, who was his mother's brother, and worked as a truck driver in Brampton, Ontario, had flown to India and did all the paperwork so that Ajay could be sponsored and adopted quickly. In a couple of months, Ajay left his home in India, and all he knew, and settled into a new country -- Canada. And making that transition easy was his aunt Jaya -- or as he called her -- Jaya mamani.
Jaya was a beautiful lady. Six years younger than her husband, she kept herself fit, athletic, and she was an educated and accomplished woman. Her husband owned his own truck, and made good money, but he had a diploma, whereas Jaya completed her Ph.D. and took on a research position at the University of Toronto.
She was a loving lady, and treated Ajay just like her son. The couple already had a younger daughter, three years younger than Ajay, but everyone thought Ajay was also their child -- so attached they were to him. Everyone assumed the couple had a son and a daughter, never knowing that Ajay was adopted.
Raj's long travels (he was usually on the road half he month) did mean they didn't get a lot of family time as they were growing up, but Jaya always made sure theirs was a loving, comforting, nurturing home. Ajay excelled in his studies, and soon he was accepted in University of Toronto for his undergraduate degree.
In his first year of university, tragedy struck the household.
Jaya was involved in a huge scandal at the university. Details of her affair with a bunch of first year male students came to light. It broke Raj's heart, and he died a month after the news became public. Raj's family, and even his daughter -- and Ajay's sister by adoption -- wanted nothing to do with their mother Jaya. She was ostracized, and she lost everything. Her job, her family, her friends.
Jaya was her family name -- or as Indians called it -- her "pet" name. Officially, she had a proper first name, or the "good" name. In the university, she was known by that name.
Swati.
And to the students, and the three boys who fucked her often, as Mrs. Swati.
Ajay was perhaps the only one who had some sympathy for Jaya. Not only was she his mother figure, but he could understand why she did what she did.
Ever since Ajay had crossed 19 years of age and discovered pornography and erotica, one particular category fascinated him.
Hot wives. Cheating wives. Cuckolds. This particular genre never failed to titillate and arouse him.
The taboo of a wife having sex with someone other than her husband, and sometimes with the knowledge of the husband, captivated him. For some reason, he found the topic very arousing, and would often masturbate to stories and videos of cheating hot slutty wives.
"Why did you do it?" He asked Jaya once. Unknown to the rest of his family members, he still kept in touch with her. Jaya, a broken lady, now worked as an instructor and lecturer at a private college and live in a small apartment.
"I guess that was just me." She admitted. "I was always a slut, Ajay. I slept around in my younger days. I loved sex. Wild sex. And when I met your father -- your uncle -- I... I stopped all that. I loved him. I really did. I really do... and for a long time, I supressed that. Those urges -- I killed them."
"And yet," Ajay pointed out, "When you met Suresh..."
"I know." Jaya sighed. "I don't know what happened. Something... something woke up in me when that boy -- Suresh -- flirted with me. I don't know why... but the only thing I could think about... obsess about... was how it would feel if his cock was inside me. And not that I wanted him to make love to me. No... I wanted him to take me. To use me. Him... and his friends."
Jaya's words remained with Ajay. Even as he transferred his college to Trinity, to the same dorm as those boys.
Suresh.
Navin.
Virat.
He befriended them, and soon he was firm friends with them. At no point did they realize that this Ajay was the nephew, and actually adopted son, of the lady -- Mrs. Swati -- that they used to fuck on a regular basis.
Ajay would sometimes hear anecdotes of how Suresh had seduced Mrs. Swati, and later how they all had gangbanged her one night, and never let on to the fact that he knew who this lady was. As far as everyone was concerned, Ajay's parents were dead.
Ajay didn't blame the boys completely. It takes two to tango, and these were young men who were willing to bang any available pussy. Mrs. Swati -- or Jaya mamani -- just made hers available to them. Yet, it had destroyed Ajay's family. It had killed his uncle.
Revenge was not on Ajay's mind. At least not immediately.
I will make Suresh and the others sleep with my wife, Ajay decided. It will give Aditi that outlet, and let her have that sex she wants, without spoiling my marriage. She just needs it from time to time.
I will capture some moments on record, and use it to break their marriages. It's been years, but it will be sweet justice.

 

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