True enough, Alan soon spoke up, ‘Eh boss, give chance lah, my lanjiao buay tahan already!’ Laughing, Alan gestured to Vikram, who pulled Susan up. My wife was now bent at the waist in front of Ganesh, his massive erection still in her mouth, and as he shuffled backwards to sit on the sofa she was forced to move with him. Once he sat his massive frame on the sofa, Susan had to bend at the knees again, except that this time she was in the doggy position, her ass high in the air for the taking. Her puckered asshole and her aroused pussy, slick with her own juices, were clearly visible in the glaring fluorescent light. Without waiting, Ganesh continued forcing her head up and down on his erection, while Alan knelt behind her. Knowing I was looking, he winked at the mirror audaciously, then guided his massive cockhead toward my wife’s pussy.
Susan jumped when Alan’s cockhead touched her slick fold, as if she was jolted by a bolt of electricity. She wriggled her butt from side to side, trying to avoid Alan’s cock, but he firmly grabbed her hips with both hands and continued trying to push his cockhead past her last defenses. Struggle as she might, how could she prevail against him in her intoxicated state? As she came up for air from sucking Ganesh’s cock, she tried pleading one last time with Alan,
‘Please…don’t…I’m a happily married woman…I love my husband very much…’
‘Your husband abandon you liao you still defend him? Nevermind let uncle Alan take care of you, once you try my cock you won’t want your husband liao haha!’ Alan mocked as he continued trying to penetrate her, but which due to his size and her being in doggy position made it difficult.
‘Somemore your cheebye already so wet just now, you are just another horny bitch right?’ Ganesh laughed as he forced my wife back onto his cock, silencing her protests.
Ganesh and Vikram looked on impatiently as Alan tried repeatedly to penetrate my wife without success. Even with her legs spread far apart, he could only get his cockhead slightly in. Finally, Ganesh spoke,’ Kan ni na useless lah you, the two of you hold her down in missionary, let me loosen her up for you.’ Alan looked pissed, but he dared not disobey Ganesh, and he and Vikram obediently grabbed Susan and pinned her down on the dirty mattress, with both hands above her head and her legs spread wide-eagle. Her pretty pink pussy was now fully exposed for the three disgusting men. Susan looked on in fear as Ganesh knelt between her legs and guided his cock toward her pussy. Fear, and was it, anticipation that I saw in her eyes?
Instead of trying to force his cock in, Ganesh was evidently taking the soft approach. He must have realized my wife’s clitoris was her sensitive spot from masturbating her just now, and he was now using his cockhead and gently rubbing it in circular motion around her clitoris, teasing but not satisfying her. After a few minutes of teasing, Susan closed her eyes and began biting down on her lower lip, as if she was trying to block out the pleasurable sensations that must be radiating from her clitoris after Ganesh’s relentless teasing. However, as mentioned earlier, Susan was a sensuous girl, and early in our relationship I could make her orgasm easily just by rubbing her clitoris. Her aroused nub as now her undoing as I saw her breathing become increasingly heavy and she started arching her back and moving her hips in rhythm with Ganesh’s cock, sure signs she was losing control.
Even as my cock grew harder and harder, I despaired knowing that Susan’s body was betraying her. But was it really the alcohol and the ‘skill’ of Ganesh and his subordinates? Or was it something else? Was there a side to my fair petite wife that I never knew existed? Would she be reacting like this if she knew I was watching? Was she actually enjoying this, being forced to submit? Perhaps she had even fantasized about being ravished by strangers in a dirty room before? A thousand questions were rushing through my head as I watched the sordid scene unfolding before me. My wife naked with her perky pink nipples erect and her lithe legs spread before three men, on the verge of being ravished and pleasured by their large cocks.
‘Wah lan this bitch is horny, her chee bye damn wet’, I heard Ganesh mutter as he continued to tease my wife, coating his cockhead with her juices. I saw Susan redden in shame, but she no longer seemed to be trying to block out the sensations. Her mouth hung open and her breath came in short hard gasps. Also, even though her eyes were half closed, she seemed to be looking in fascination at Ganesh’s impressive member as it stimulated her. I wondered what was going on in her mind at that moment. The only child in a upper middle class family, she had everything going for her in life. Yearly vacations, the best schools, pampered by her parents, not to mention her looks which had swept many guys off their feet. I romanced her with roses and wine in expensive restaurents, and even after marriage sex was usually on our king sized bed with the lights dimmed and the aroma of scented candles in the air. But here she was now, naked in a dirty dingy room, every curve of her body highlighted by fluorescent lights, surrounded by three ugly men, men she would have scoffed on the street as uncouth, dirty, low-class.
Ganesh soon had enough of teasing my wife and wanted to sample her tight pussy. He lined his cock against my wife’s slit and began to slowly push his cock in. Already slightly loosened by Alan’s thick member and now well lubricated, he met little resistance as he slide 3 inches into my wife’s pussy. My wife’s eyes flew open and her mouth opened in a gasp as she felt, for the first time in her life a cock other than mine, enter her. The different thickness, the knowledge that the cock belonged to a dirty Indian man she wouldn’t spare a second look on the street, all this hit her like a bombshell as Ganesh continued sliding his penis in and out of her pussy, pushing it a little deeper each time.
‘Damn she’s tight…’he muttered.
‘Please…stop…oh…oh…’, Susan tried pleading for the last time, even as her body began to respond to the fucking, lubricating Ganesh’s cock with her juices. Ganesh of course ignored her , while Vikram and Alan spread her legs wider till she was completely spread eagle and impatiently waited their turn.
Ganesh took his time, sliding his cock in and out slowly of my wife’s pussy, allowing her natural lubrication to coat his cock before pushing it in a little deeper each time. As the slow fucking went on, I could see a change coming over Susan. From trying to resist Ganesh, futile as it might be, she seemed to be starting to enjoy the sensation of being fucked by another man’s cock. The signs were all there, her heavy breathing, her chest and chest flushed pink, her head tilt back with her eyes closed and her mouth slightly open. Her nipples were standing sharply at attention, and a light sheen of perspiration covered her body.
Ganesh finally managed to get all 7 inches of his cock inside my wife’s moist pussy. As he built up a steady rhythm, withdrawing half his length before plunging it into my wife again, Susan seemed to be beyond caring that she was being forced into submission. I could hear her aroused moans ‘ugh…ugh…oh…ugh…’ as Ganesh’s cock stretched her pussy wider than I ever had. Far from being forced, my wife looked like she was actually starting to enjoy the sensation of being fucked by a bigger cock then mine. I wonder what was going on in her mind at that moment, whether she was actually enjoying the depravity of the situation.
Alan and Vanesh seemed to sense the change as well. They released her arms and legs, remaining alert incase she tried to struggle again, but to my horror and their pleasant surprise, instead of taking the chance to resist, she reached her arms around Ganesh’s neck and pulled him closer, while her legs remained wide open to accommodate his large penis. Alan and Vikram grinned at each other as Ganesh began kissing my wife. With no further hesitation, she began kissing him back, and they were soon engaged in a furious tongue twisting french kiss as Ganesh continued fucking her relentlessly. The ‘piak piak’ noises of Ganesh’s banging against my wife grew louder and louder as the vile copulation intensified before my eyes.
For the next ten minutes, the room was silent except for the slapping sounds of flesh against flesh and my wife’s muffled moans as Ganesh fucked her furiously. They were both now drenched in sweat, while Susan, probably used to Ganesh’s size by now, had wrapped her legs around his dark buttocks, drawing, inviting Ganesh to penetrate her more deeply. Susan was not vocal during sex unless she was aroused, but she was getting louder and louder as the lewd coupling continued, and when they were not frenching I could hear her moaning softly, ‘ohhh….oh yes….please…so big…oh….ugh…ah so tight….’. Ganesh’s staying power was amazing, as he showed no signs of coming even after the blowjob and non-stop fucking he had been giving my wife. . I felt a bewildering mixture of humiliation, anger and arousal as I watched Susan’s wanton behavior. It may have started out as forced sex, but there was no doubt now that my wife was a willing participant in this savage fucking.
But while Ganesh was still going strong, the steady rhythm of a large cock plunging in and out of my wife was taking its effect on her. She was frenching Ganesh even more hungrily now, and her breathing was getting quicker and quicker, and finally, all of a sudden, she arched her back, let out a primal shout, ‘Ah…ah…ohh…oh my god I’m coming!!!!’, shuddering as a huge orgasm ripped through her body. She spasmed for a few seconds before going limp and panting under Ganesh’s heaving bulk, but she kept her arms and legs wrapped tightly around around him. Ganesh meanwhile was fucking her faster and faster, no longer trying to hold back his climax. Without prompting, Susan pulled his head down to french him again, and after a few more minutes, with a loud roar, Ganesh plunged his cock as deeply as he could into my wife’s now submissive pussy and held it there as his cock spasmed and spewed his potent seed into my wife’s fertile womb. He kept his cock inside my wife for a while, both of them panting heavily from the exertion, before starting to withdraw. As he slowly withdraw his cock, glistening with my wife’s juices, a huge amount of cum flowed out of my wife’s abused pussy as well. The bastard must have refrained from fucking or masturbating for a few days in preperation for this!
Ganesh sank his large frame onto the sofa, panting heavily. ‘Wah lau…damn shiok…her chee bye damn tight…whew…Alan your turn haha!’ ‘Thanks boss!’ exclaimed Alan, who quickly knelt between my wife’s still open legs and placed his cockhead at her moist entry. With little difficulty this time, his thick intruder parted my wife’s pussy lips and slid in. Susan gasped as she felt his thickness enter her. I was the only man she had ever been with, but this was already the second strange cock she had taken today! To her credit, Susan put her hands on Alan’s beerbelly and attempted to push him away,
‘No…please…not again…’ I could her her mutter.
But Alan simply ignored her and continued pushing while laying his huge bulk on her, effectively crushing all resistance. Hooking his hands under her knees, he bent my wife almost double while forcing her legs wide open, and in this position he began to slowly fuck my wife, increasing his pace as he felt her pussy loosen up. Mashing his thick lips against my wife’s I could see him forcing his tongue into her mouth. and even though Susan kept her lips tightly closed at first, to my dismay, I saw her lips part to accept his probing tongue after awhile. Her hands were now gently rubbing his shoulders, while the squelching sounds of his thick penis pounding into my wife’s pussy grew louder and louder. . When Alan pulled out after a few minutes of fucking, his cock gleaming with my wife’s juices, I could almost see the unsated lust in her eyes. ‘Turn around, I want to fuck you doggie’. With no objection, my wife turned around and thrust her hips at Alan, presenting her well fucked pussy between her heart shaped ass. With a single thrust, Alan sank his cock into her again and began banging her nosily from behind.
Vikram took this oppurtunity to kneel infront of Susan, shoving his cock at her mouth. Now, Susan was normally a hygiene freak, and would not give me a blowjob unless I washed up first. But she hesitated only momentarily before parting her lips, accepting Vikram’s full length into her mouth with little difficulty this time. Right before me was the most humiliating, yet most erotic sight I have ever seen. My fair petite wife, being fucked violently from behind by a fat chinese man whose thick cock was stretching out her pussy, while at the other end she slobbered and sucked greedily at another man’s dark penis, seemingly with no regard to shame or self decency. Even as my erection got harder and harder, I wondered if Susan would be acting so brazenly if she knew I was just a few feet away, watching helplessly. And even though I knew she was being forced into the situation, her enjoyment at being fucked like a common whore was still a slap in my face.
Alan was now pounding into Susan rapidly, his beerbelly smacking against her pert ass with every thrust. For a fat middle aged man, he was fucking my wife more vigorously then I thought possible. Vikram had his hands in my wife’s hair, holding her head in place as he face fucked her, thrusting his long cock all the way in until his testicles banged against her chin. Even over the lewd sounds and with a cock up her mouth, Susan’s aroused moans were clearly audible.
Like Ganesh, Vikram must have refrained from any sexual activities for the past few days, but without Ganesh’s self-control he could not last long. Intensifying his strokes, he shoved his cock as deeply as possible into my wife’s mouth and came. I saw Susan desperately try to spit, but with Vikram forcing her head on his deflating cock, she had no choice but to swallow or choke. Even so, a huge amount dripped out from the side of her mouth. After Vikram slowly withdrew his cock from Susan’s mouth, she lay her head on the mattress as Alan continued pounding her from behind. With a glazed look in her eyes, she stared straight at me, and I realized that she was looking at her self being fucked from behind by Alan in the one way mirror.
I wondered what was going on through her mind at that moment, as she watched herself being ravished by Alan from behind. Alan showed no signs of coming yet, but his thick cock was taking it’s effect on my wife. Soon, Susan was biting her lips as she clawed at the mattress, and her hips were subtly but obviously moving in rhythm with Alan’s thrusts. I knew Susan came when her body suddenly shivered uncontrollably, and Alan’s smug grin as he felt Susan convulse around his cock confirmed my thoughts. With nothing to hold him back now, he continued thrusting into my wife for a few more minutes, finally coming with a loud roar inside the depths of her pussy. He held his cock inside for a while, enjoying the afterglow of sex, before starting to withdraw. As he slowly pulled put his slick cock, savoring the feel of my wife’s tight pussy pulsing against his member, another stream of cum came flowing out, slowly dripping to the dirty mattress.
Susan lay panting on the dirty mattress, her eyes closed as if lost to the world. Her pert buttocks were still thrusted up, and Alan’s thick cum was still slowly leaking from her ravished sex, while a mixture of her saliva and Vikram’s cum was still flowing from her mouth. Her body, slick with sweat, was in a very compromising yet arousing position. Yet, she looked strangely at peace, as if the post orgasmic bliss had shut out all other sensations. She looked like an utter slut at that moment, yet I have never seen her sexier. The three blackmailers were also content to just rest as their eyes roved all over my wife. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed Ganesh and Vikram were erected again, while Alan was slowly tugging on his cock. I knew then that Susan’s ordeal was far from over.
‘Wah lan…damn shiok…few days never pa chiu cheng also worth it…’ exclaimed Alan.
‘Yah lor…rest awhile more then can go for 2nd round…going to really fuck the shit out her her this time’, leered Ganesh.
My wife seemed oblivious to the guards crude comments. After what seemed like a long time, Susan slowly opened her eyes and looked around, as if she was getting her bearings. When she saw the squalid surroundings she was in, with 3 large naked men staring lavaciously at her, she seemed to suddenly come to her senses. My wife had just allowed 3 men to consecutively fuck her and deposit their creamy cum deep inside her fertile womb! Whats more, she had responded to the fucking and given as good as she got, enjoying multiple orgasms as her pussy was ravaged by the blackmailers large cocks. Sitting up and crossing her legs, Susan covered her face with her hands and began sobbing softly, ‘…oh my god…what did I do…oh my god…what if…’
But, as mentioned before, Ganesh and his subordinates had been planning this for some time, waiting several weeks till they had several discriminating tapes of us to use as blackmail material. In anticipation of this day, they must have refrained from sex and masturbation for a few days to be able to cum so much. Ganesh and Vikram were already erect, while Alan was already tugging vigorously on his cock, bring it back to life again. I’ve always been a one shot guy, and my wife had already been fucked three times today. As she realized the men were not done with her yet, her eyes widened with fear and something else, something I recognized but refused to admit. It was anticipation at being roughly fucked and used again.
Turning to my wife, the 3 men converged on her again.
‘Put her over the sofa and hold her’ ordered Ganesh. Vikram and Alan grabbed my wife’s arms and lifted her effortlessly between them. Dragging her over to the sofa, they roughly dumped her face first over the sofa’s armrest, with her head resting on the seat and her hips propped up my the armrest. With her perky ass in the air, her pussy was again in a position to be taken roughly. When she attempted to get up, Alan and Vikram simply held her down. What could her petite frame do against the brute strength of the 2 men? After struggling and realizing the futility of it, she relaxed in resignation and waited for what was going to happen next. But the humiliation of what happened next was beyond anything I could imagine…
As I watched the portly uncle in the next room groan and stiffen in orgasm, Susan writhing in pleasure under his sweating bulk, I wondered, not for the first time, at the chain of events that led me to this room, watching as my wife was whored out to whoever could pay $300.00 per hour to our blackmailers. The security guards may have planned the initial blackmail, gathering all the information they needed to put their plan into effect, but how could they have planned for my wife being a raving nymphomaniac slut wife who only needed the right conditions to unlock her lusts? As for myself, the final piece in the perverse equation, what kind of husband was I, who tolerated, even enjoyed, watching my wife ravished by other men? Surely Ganesh and his men couldn’t have known, and yet fate had placed us in their hands. A normal couple would probably have broken down and went to the police, to hell with the consequences, after the first encounter, but Susan and me, we relished in it, in our status as slut wife and willing cuckold.
Ganesh positioned himself behind Susan, with instructions to Vikram and Alan to pin her down. With one hand, he grasped his cock, while with the other, he gently pulled my wife’s pert left buttock to the side, so that her pussy lips was now slightly open, exposing the tender pink flesh within. He placed his cockhead at her lovehole, but instead of entering her, begin to slowly, almost gently, rub his cockhead up and down her exposed sex lips. Susan kept absolutely still at first, but after a few minutes, I could see her hips thrusting back slightly in rhythm to Ganesh’s cock, as if she was trying to get him inside her. But Ganesh would only allow the tip of his cock to slightly penetrate her before withdrawing again. He soon built up a pattern of rubbing his cockhead up and down my wife’s pussy, letting his cockhead penetrate her only slightly, then withdrawing it again, and rubbing it against her engorged and sensitive clitoris. The teasing was driving my wife crazy, as she was constantly squirming, trying to push back whenever she felt Ganesh enter her, only to be disappointed when Ganesh withdrew and continued teasing her clitoris. Alan and Vikram, now requiring only one hand each to hold her down, was now putting their other hand to good use. Alan was gently rubbing my wife’s nipple with the palm of his hand, while Vikram was squeezing and caressing her other buttock, exposing her pussy wider for Ganesh’s assault. What were they trying to do? I wondered.
Then, Ganesh spoke, ‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ With a startled flash, I realized what Ganesh planned. He wanted to further humiliate Susan by making my wife beg to be fucked! To throw away all her pride, shame and ask to be fucked by his big cock! Susan, realizing this as well, buried her face into the sofa and refused to answer. But Ganesh and his subordinates were expert fuckers, and his continued teasing on my wife’s hot pussy was taking effect. Even with her mouth muffled against the cushion, I could hear her softly moaning away.
Now that Ganesh was less horny, he was taking his time to further tease my wife. After a few more minutes of teasing, I could tell Susan was ready to go over the brink. Her juices were already overflowing, and there was a large wet patch where her juices had soaked through the sofa. But with Ganesh’s skillful manipulation, she was in constant stimulation but yet unable to achieve orgasm. Sensing she was ready to succumb, Ganesh asked again
‘You want to be fucked?’
A barely perceptible nod from my wife.
‘I can’t hear you, you want to be fucked hard?’
This time, barely above a whisper, but unmistakable in the silence of the room
‘Yes…’
Ganesh and the other 2 guards grinned, knowing Susan was now totally under their control. Ganesh continued his light assault on my wife’s pussy, asking her more questions this time.
‘You want me to fuck you hard, don’t you?’
‘My cock is bigger and harder then your husband’s, right?
You’re a slut, aren’t you? You like spreading your legs and letting men fuck you, right?’
Again, my wife answered softly each time, yes, but keeping her head buried in the pillow to hide her shame. But with each yes, Ganesh inserted a bit more of his cock into her pussy. When he was about 2 inches in, my wife, recognizing the pattern, became much more vocal.
You want to be gangbanged by us?
Yes…oh please stop teasing me…
You want us to cum inside you?
Anything…please…just fuck me…
Are we better then your husband?
Yes…you all are so much bigger…oh please fuck me all the way…
What if your hsuband is here? Still want to be fucked by us? As he said this, Ganesh looked at me and smirked.
At this, Susan looked up. Her eyes were glazed over with lust by now, and looking back at Ganesh, she said, ‘anything…he here also nevermind…I just want your cock inside me now…please…'
My wife was now totally broken and shamed by the security guards. My sweet wife, begging 3 disgusting men to fuck her at once! With no regard even if I was there! And even as my heart sank when I heard her words, my erection felt, if it was possible, even more harder then before.
Ganesh grinned, ‘you asked for it slut’ and this time sank his cock all the way into Susan’s accepting pussy. Susan’s eyes flew wide open at the relief she had sought and finally achieved from Ganesh’s cock. This time, there was no doubt she was a willing participant. She pushed herself up and began thrusting furiously back at Ganesh, and her juices were literally dripping on the floor now. I have never seen my wife so aroused before, and when she was aroused she was very vocal. Throwing all inhibitions to the wind this time, my wife was shouting out loud all the way this time, encouraging and spurring the vile Indian behind her to fuck her. “OH FUCK ME HARDER YOU BASTARD……STICK YOUR COCK ALL THE WAY IN…OH….ITS SO MUCH BIGGER AND BETTER THEN JOHN’S…PLEASE…OH…DON’T STOP…OH…HARDER…HARDER….PLEASE…OH…..SCREW MY TIGHT LITTLE PUSSY HARD…OOOHHHHH! FUCK PLEASE SHOOT INSIDE ME…OH!!!
It was obvious by now to all that my wife had become a slut to their large cocks. Even as she came with an ear piercing scream of pleasure, Ganesh had no intention of letting her recover, and continued ramming his cock all the way till his beerbelly slapped against her pert buttocks. He fucked her in that same position for a good 15 minutes, during which Susan came at least 3 more times and shouted the house down. Among other things, she said my dick could never satisfy her again, that Ganesh and his friends could fuck her anytime and anywhere they wanted, even at our home on our bed, and that Ganesh could come anywhere on her. When Ganesh, with a loud groan, finally came, he took up my wife’s offer and stuff his twitching cock into my wife’s mouth, where she dutifully bobbed her head up and down and sucked him till he was completely dry.
Please note next few posts till end of this chapter will be largely cut and paste with minor modifications from my previous story, as I feel the writing is good enough and just need to brush up in tune with the current storyline.