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Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 01

By: aurelius1982



My wife Yashodhara and I are in our late 20s, have been married for 4 years, and have been living in America for over a year in a Midwestern town. I am a tech consultant and she was a school teacher back home in India. We were high school sweethearts, so even though we have been married only four years, we have been together for almost 15 years. We moved to the US because I got a great job offer from a rapidly growing biotech firm. They were willing to pay me a six figure salary and sponsor green cards for me and Yashodhara. Initially after we moved to the US, the plan was to have our first baby that Yashodhara would stay home and look after. But after months of trying, when we couldn't conceive, we went to doctors and found out that there was a problem with her tubes and she could never conceive. After the disappointment of never being able to conceive ebbed, Yashodhara decided that she wanted to become a school teacher again. So she decided to enroll in an education degree program in a local community college. 

We pretty much settled into a regular routine - me with my job and Yashodhara with her classes. She was delighted with the coursework, her instructors and the overall program, and the determination to become a school teacher in the US seemed to make her forget her inability to have kids. All her classes during the first semester were timed such that I'd drop her off at the college on my way to work at 9 am and pick her up on the way back at 6 pm. But in the second semester, her classes ended at 2 pm. So I could still drop her to school, but she either had to sit around doing nothing for four hours waiting for me, or then take a bus. And waiting for a bus in the brutal Midwestern winter was not something one looks forward to. So we decided to buy a second car, this one for her. 

Yashodhara was very excited about what would be the first ever car that would be exclusively hers. She started making decisions about the model and the color of the car, as well as about some features she wanted pre-installed. And she was being very finicky. When the second semester was just about to start, she finally picked one to buy, the dealer told us that the particular model we wanted in the particular color Yashodhara had her mind set on, would take 2 months to be delivered. I suggested that she should get it in another color, because a 2 month delay would mean either sitting around for 4 hours when her classes ended early, or then taking a bus in the cold weather. But Yashodhara was adamant. She said she would wait everyday for two months at college, or if she got too bored, take the bus home. She was so hell-bent on getting that particular car, I had to relent.

For the first week or so, she waited at school for me to pick her up. But one day in the second week, I got a call from her at 2 pm.

"Hi Ajit!" she said sounding very happy.

"Hi honey, what's up?" I asked.

"Great news. I am getting a ride home from a classmate today." she said, almost giggling with delight.

"Oh, that's nice. Who is it?" I asked.

"Guy named Ramon. Our house is on his way back." 

"Cool. So you won't have to wait for me today." I said.

"Yeah!"

That's when I heard the beep of call waiting.

"Anyway, I am getting another call. I'll see you at home." I said and hung up.

When I got home, Yashodhara told me that Ramon had offered to drop her home everyday if she liked, and asked me if she should accept. I said why not. It was great that her ordeal of having to wait for me would not last for two months. I suggested that she offer to split the fuel expenses. The next day, Yashodhara said she had offered to split the expenses, but Ramon had refused saying it wasn't necessary. 

Which did not surprise me at all. Men are always happy to pay for good looking women. And as far as looks go, Yashodhara was a bombshell. At 5 ft 3 she wasn't tall enough to become a model. But if not for her height, she easily could have become one. She had a flawless milky white complexion and a heart-shaped face with grey eyes. As if the face itself wasn't attractive enough, she had perfectly shaped 34C boobs without any sag, and an hourglass figure with a petite waist and a curvy well rounded ass. And below the ass, she had the slender and contoured legs of a goddess. My wife always drew second and even third glances from strangers, which always made me feel lucky that I managed to bag her early in high school. Because there was no way a beauty like her would have reached adulthood without being pursued by dozens of eligible men more attractive than me.

So I could understand why Ramon was happy to have my beautiful wife in his car every day and not take any money for it. I am sure he would have paid her to let him drop her home. he had to have been attracted to her. Few men weren't.

And sure enough, a couple of days later, I got the evidence of his being attracted to her.

"Something awkward happened today." Yashodhara said to me as soon as I stepped in the door. 

"Is that so?" I asked.

"Today, when Ramon drove me here and I was about to get out of the car, he asked me if I'd like to go have coffee with him." she said, blushing a bit.

"Ah ha. And what did you say?" 

"I didn't know what exactly he meant. If he was asking just as a friend or something else. I mean, he knows I am married. So it couldn't have been like a date type thing, right?" Yashodhara asked me sincerely.

"How would I know? I have never even met the guy. Anyway, what did you say?" I asked.

"I just said I had homework to do, so maybe some other time." she said.

"You said some other time?" 

"I know. I was just sort of avoiding it. But that actually made him happy. He said sure, we could do it some other time. When? let's make a date. And then took out his palm pilot and started looking at his calendar!" she said.

"Well, what do you expect? So what did you say?" I asked.

"Nothing. I just said, no, I am not sure of my plans. And I just got out of the car and came inside." she said.

"Hmmm. OK."

"So what do you think, Ajit?" 

"What do I think about what, honey?"

"Should I just stop getting a ride from him?" she asked, with a worried look on her face. 

I thought about her question. Actually, I pretended to think about her question. Because truth be told, the idea of some guy flirting with my wife turned me on a little bit. I had always enjoyed reading erotic stories where men liked to see their wives with others. And I had fantasized very often about Yashodhara and other men. But I had never quite mustered up the courage to actually share these fantasies with her. And now that there was an actual guy flirting with her, I was intrigued to see how the situation would unfold.

"No, that'd be silly." I finally said. "So he asked you out. who wouldn't? You're a bomb, and you know it."

"Ajit!!" she said blushing.

"Oh yeah, you're a bomb. In fact if you were married to someone else, I'd still want to go after you." I said, pulling her in my arms.

"Hehe, you're such a rogue." she said, and hid her face in my chest.

"That I am. But anyway, seriously, I don't think it's that big a deal. You should still take rides from him. We're in America now. People asking each other out on dates is normal. And refusing them is normal too." I said.

And that's where the matter ended. Or so I thought for a couple of days, because Yashodhara didn't bring up Ramon and I didn't ask about him either. But then one day, as we were having dinner talking about each other's days, Yashodhara suddenly said,

"You know, this Ramon guy is getting very naughty with each passing day."

"What? what do you mean each passing day?" I asked, surprised and a little curious.

"Well, ever since that day when he asked me for the coffee thing, he has been acting a lot more flirtatiously." she said looking at me.

"How so?" I asked.

"Well, honestly, nothing really too drastic. But not too minor either. He compliments me on what I am wearing or how I look." 

"Yeah, but that's normal, isn't it?" I asked.

"Yes, but sometimes it is beyond just the "you look pretty today" which other people say too. Like two days back, he told me how my eyes are enchanting, and how once he looks into them, it is very difficult to look away." she said, shrugging.

"Ok..." this was getting interesting.

"And yesterday he said I had the most perfect luscious lips he had ever seen. Not too thin, not too pouty. And he envied you for getting to kiss them whenever you wanted." she said.

"Wow. That is some heavy flirting." I said, getting a little excited at the idea.

"Anyway, I didn't pay much attention to that. But then, today he asked me on a date again. This time dinner and drinks downtown." she said.

"What?" I said, almost spitting my food out. I was not surprised that he asked Yashodhara out, but that she seemed so calm about it.

"Yeah, but don't worry. I firmly refused. And then I told him that all his flirting and comments and everything was making me uncomfortable and I was thinking of not taking rides from him any more." she said.

"Oh, so what did he say?" I asked.

"He got very apologetic. Said he was sorry if he was crossing any lines and he didn't mean to. And that the flirting and everything was just for fun. And if it made me uncomfortable, he would stop." she said and continued, "He said he found me very attractive physically, but was not really interested in me romantically. So I should not worry and that from now on he would behave like a gentleman."

"Hmm...fair enough. Like I said, what man wouldn't be attracted to you physically?"

"So I have decided that I will see how he acts tomorrow. If he continues to be weird, I'll just wait for you to pick me up."

The next day, Yashodhara told me, with a big sense of relief that Ramon had been perfectly gentlemanly, like he used to be in the initial days. No compliments, no looks, no flirting. I was a little disappointed to be honest, but she seemed happy. Which was all that mattered.

A couple more weeks passed by and Yashodhara's car was just a month away from being delivered. In those times, I asked her a couple of times about Ramon, but she always said he was being decent so I didn't pursue the questioning much. However, over the last 3-4 days, I had begun to notice a change in Yashodhara's mood. She always seemed very quiet, or lost in thoughts. Often, I'd catch her staring into nothingness as if thinking really hard about something. But when I asked her what she was thinking about, she usually said it was about something she was taught in class. But I couldn't help but wonder if she was hiding something from me and if it had to do with Ramon.

Then one night, my suspicions were confirmed. Yashodhara had been even quieter than usual. We were both in bed, reading. I was reading a novel, and she was reading notes from class. Suddenly she put her notes down and looking straight ahead, said to me,

"Ajit, I need to tell you something."

"Okay, tell me." I said, relieved that finally she was sharing something.

"Well, don't get mad. But over the last few days, there have been a few....happenings that I should have probably told you right away." she said.

"What happenings?" I asked.

"Well, I first thought it was just a minor thing I could put an end to right away. So I didn't want to bother you with it and get you worried. But I feel like I am lying to you by not telling it and.." 

"Yashodhara! Stop with the explanations and just get to the point." I said impatiently.

"Okay." she said and took a long pause. "Where do I begin?"

"Just tell me from the start." I said.

"Well, a few days back I had to hand in an important assignment. But I forgot it at home on the table. Just slipped my mind completely. So I told the instructor that, but she didn't believe me. She said I was making an excuse because I had not done it. And she would give me a zero on it if I didn't get it to her within an hour." 

"Alright. So?" I asked.

"So that day it was snowing a lot, so the buses were running late. And I called up a cab company but they said they couldn't send anyone over for 45 minutes. Which meant the deadline would pass. I tried calling you but it went to voicemail because you were in a meeting" Yashodhara said, looking very sad. I did remember when she had called me but I could not call back because of an important meeting.

"Well, I was just sitting there, on the verge of crying when Ramon passed by on his way to another class. He asked me why I looked so upset and I told him. He very nicely offered to drive me over right away. I tried to say no, because that meant he would have to miss his class. but he insisted. And he had been such a gentleman for a while. So I accepted his offer of help. He drove me home in the heavy snowfall and I was able to submit the assignment just in time before the one hour deadline ran out."

"Okay. I still don't see..."

"I'm getting to it. I came out of the instructor's office submitting the assignment, and I was so happy and relieved that I was almost jumping with joy. Ramon, who was waiting outside, asked - she took it? And I nodded happily. And then he opened his arms saying - Yayy! And I just got caught up in the moment and hugged him, saying thank you a lot of times." Yashodhara said and paused.

"That's it? A hug? That's what you are so upset about." I said and she looked at me pointedly, so I said "There's more, right?"

"Yes, well, initially he was hugging me very normally, like a friend. But then he sort of pulled me closer, held me in a tight embrace and kissed me on my neck."

"Oh."

"And I am sorry Ajit, but to be honest that really felt nice at that moment. I should have immediately pulled back. But for some reason I didn't."

"How does he look?" I asked and Yashodhara stared at me for a moment before answering.

"He looks very handsome and athletic. Tall, well-built, great body. Yes, to be honest that sort of played a role in it too. He is kinda attractive. Anyway, when I didn't react to his kissing my neck, and just stayed like that in his arms, he took it as a signal to do more. So he raised his face from my neck, pulled my head back a little and......and started kissing me....on the lips"

"What?" I asked, more in shock than anger.

"But it didn't last very long." Yashodhara added hastily. "Barely a second, and I came to my senses and pulled away. So it didn't last very long.......that time."

"That time? There were other times?"

"After that I pulled away and sort of ran to the bathroom. Then I went to the next class and avoided him for a while. Then when classes ended, I decided to just take a bus. So I was waiting at the bus stop in heavy snow. That's when he pulled up in his car and insisted that I get in so that we could talk. It was snowing really badly and I was feeling very cold so after refusing a couple of times, I got in. After I got in, he started talking. He said that he had always been very attracted to me physically and clearly I was too. So he said why not just try a little bit of no-strings-attached, no emotional-complications fun? I said I have a husband. He replied by saying so what? He had a girlfriend too. A little bit of indulgence makes relationships stronger." 

"Hmmm." I said, with a poker face.

"Anyway, I said I could never cheat on my husband. And he said he wouldn't push me anywhere i didn't want to go. He wasn't even asking for sex. Just a kiss for now. A proper kiss. I shook my head. He said think about it and then silently kept driving. As I sat in the car I decided this had gone too far. After he dropped me off, I would thank him and then refuse to get a ride with him again. By the time we reached here, I had made up my mind to just walk away and end it. And never tell you about it, Because it was just a small mistake." she said.

"But that didn't happen, did it?" I asked and Yashodhara shook her head.

"Here's what happened. Once he stopped in front of our house, I turned to him and was about to say something when he said - I can see from your face what your answer is going to be. And you probably don't want me to give you rides home either. And I understand. But can I just ask just one final thing? A favor or something...maybe a thank you for my helping you today? So I asked him what he wanted. and he said, just a kiss. One kiss, that's all."

"Maybe it was his mentioning the assignment favor that made me feel a little guilty. And maybe, to be honest, I was a little curious to see how it would feel to kiss another man apart from you. Whatever it was, I nodded. And as soon as I did he leaned over, put his arm around my shoulder and started kissing me. Very....passionately."

"Was it a short kiss?" I asked.

"No, it was a long lingering kiss. I liked it. He is a great kisser. You are great too, he is just different. And I don't know, maybe I liked the novelty in variety. But yes, I loved it. And we kissed for about a minute or so. Then he broke the kiss and looked at me. Somehow looking at his face brought me down to earth and I immediately got out of the car and ran into the house."

"And?" I asked.

"And" she continued "the next day, I should have just taken the bus or asked you to pick me up. But somehow, I just fell into the spell. When he pulled up the car near the college exit, I got in. He drove me home, and again we kissed, for longer."

"Was it just a kiss or more?" I asked.

"For a couple of days, it was just the kiss. At the end when he dropped me home. I kept telling myself that a kiss was no big deal. But today it went a little further." she said.

I wanted to ask how much further. But I stayed silent, waiting for her to volunteer the information.

"Today, after he stopped the car in front of the house, we started kissing goodbye. And a little while into the kiss, I felt his hand go under my coat and rest on my stomach over the sweater. I was wearing a top, a thick sweater and jeans with the thick woolen coat. Before when we had kissed, he did touch me here or there. But all those layers of clothing meant he couldn't really fondle me. Today he slipped his hand, first under the jacket, then slowly under the sweater, and finally inside my top. And Ajit, I am sorry if this makes you hate me, but I liked the new touch of a new man. My brain kept saying I should stop it, but my body wouldn't obey. And before I knew it, his hands were inside my bra cups, fondling my boobs and playing with my nipples."

I stayed absolutely silent. Mainly because I was grappling with my own conflicting emotions of arousal and jealousy. 

"Then when he started taking his hand behind my back to unhook my bra, I suddenly came to my senses, and pushed him away. He sat back, looking a bit upset. I just gave him a quick look of anger and adjusted my clothes and got out of the car. And after that, I have been agonizing about telling you all this. And now I have told it to you." Yashodhara said and finally fell silent.

I quietly looked at her. She looked back. Then I said,

"I need some time alone to think." 

Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 02



I quietly looked at her. She looked back. Then I said,

"I need some time alone to think."

She nodded, and I got up and went to the living room and lay down on the couch. I thought things over. Everything. Honestly. And after an hour I went back to the bedroom. Yashodhara was sitting on the bed with her arms around her knees, looking petrified. When she saw me walk in, she stared at me with fear-filled eyes. I sat down next to her, put my arm around her shoulder and started talking. and it was a long conversation, so I will just summarize the main points.

I told her that I loved her more than anything in the world. And that I had loved all these years we had together. But it was natural for a sense of sameness to set in, especially in the physical domain, after these many years together. So I could understand why she did what she did. And truth be told, I might have done the same thing or even more if an attractive woman had courted me ardently like Ramon had. I also told her that I have had fantasies for a couple of years about her being with another man. And an attractive woman like her deserves to taste more of life if she wants to. I did not have any expectations or boundaries for her in terms of what she did physically as long as she stayed emotionally faithful to me. I would not get upset if she did anything, literally anything, I emphasized. I would not leave her, but I had two conditions. One, that she should be honest to me about everything, and tell me whatever happened in great detail like she did today. And two, if I get a chance to be with another woman, she should not be upset. 

Yashodhara said she was surprised that I was reacting so open-mindedly and was not angry at her. She admitted that over the years, she had found a lot of men attractive and had often fantasized about them, but never did anything out of love for me. But as the years went by, the yearning for trying someone else kept growing. Especially since so many men of all types kept flirting with her. But even now, she was not sure if she wanted to actually sleep with a man or just do other stuff short of it. Maybe she would be satisfied with the high she got from just kissing and fondling with Ramon. Maybe not. She was not sure. What she was sure of was that I was the only man she wanted to spend the rest of her life with, and I was the only one she could ever be emotionally attracted and connected to. So no matter what she did, she would never leave me either. As far as the conditions were concerned, she accepted both of them. She would tell me honestly and in detail about whatever she did with Ramon. And she would not mind if I fooled around with another woman. Her only condition was that I should not tell her about my dalliances. She said she understood why i wanted to hear everything in detail about her, but she did not want the same thing.

And with that understanding reached, we hugged each other and made gentle passionate love that night.

The next couple of days, I was really busy at work because of an upcoming deadline. I would get home really late, close to midnight when Yashodhara would either be studying or sleeping. I felt tempted to ask her every day what happened, but did not feel like disturbing her studies or sleep. In the morning, we'd both be in a rush to get ready and leave, so we couldn't talk much then either. Finally, on the fourth day when my deadline was met, I came home at a reasonable hour in the evening.

When I got home, Yashodhara was taking a nap on the couch. She usually didn't take naps during the day, so I wondered what exactly had happened to tire her out so much. I thought about waking her up to ask, but she looked so peaceful, I let her sleep. I sat on a chair next to her, reading a book. An hour or so later, Yashodhara woke up, saw me and smiled.

"Hi sweetie." she said, and got up and kissed me long and hard.

"Wow, you seem to have had an interesting day." I asked when she broke the kiss.

"Yesssss. So are you ready for my Ramon updates?" she said, planting herself in my lap.

"Yes. Have you had sex with him yet?" I asked.

"No." she replied matter of factly, "But things have moved ahead a lot. Here's what's been happening", and she started telling me.

The day after we had our long talk, Yashodhara got into the car with Ramon to be dropped home. Usually he didn't make any reference to their making out while driving, and didn't' make any advances until they were outside our house. But that day, he asked her if she was OK with going to a more private spot. She agreed. So on the way home, he pulled the car off the road into wooded area, and came to a stop. He left the engine and the heater running, obviously, because the mercury was way below zero. He then unbuckled his seat belt, leaned to his right and started kissing her. Yashodhara kissed him back passionately, for the first time using her tongue, which got Ramon very excited. In no time, his hands were inside her coat, massaging her boobs over the sweater and when she didn't resist, inside the sweater and the top, and inside her bra cups, fondling her boobs and playing with her nipples. When she didn't resist, he made the move that had made her stop last time. Slid his hand to the back. he was delighted when she did not stop him and he unhooked her bra.

With the bra unhooked, he got better access to her boobs. He now slid both his hands under her cups and started fondling her boobs roughly. After a couple of minutes, he took her coat off, and then her sweater, top and bra, neither of which she stopped him from doing. Ramon was now getting really excited at how well things were going. So excited, that Yashodhara could see his erection poking through the front of his jeans. After he got her topless and started playing with her tits, she reached her left hand over and felt the bulge in his pants. The size of the bulge seemed very impressive, so she tried to unbutton and unzip his jeans, but could not do it with her left hand. But Ramon realized what she was trying to do and happily opened his jeans. He then got back to mauling her tits with his hands and mouth as she slowly slid the front of his underwear down, and felt his erect dick.

Without any hesitation, Yashodhara told me it was longer and thicker than mine. Mine is a 6 incher with a decent girth. She said he must be around 8 inches with twice the girth. That made me feel a little emasculated, but also excited at the thought of my wife playing with a big thick cock. She played with the impressive cock for a while, running her fingers up and down it, and grabbing it in her fist and pumping it for a bit. Ramon meanwhile decided to strike while the iron was hot and with his right hand started unbuttoning and unzipping her jeans, which he managed to do very easily. He told her to lift her ass, and when she did, slid her jeans and panties down to her knees. After that he started playing with her clit and fingered her pussy. This got Yashodhara really horny, but it also made her realize that she was moving faster than she wanted.

She curtly told him to stop. He did and leaned back in frustration. Yashodhara said this was going a bit too rapidly. So as a compromise, Ramon suggested that they both masturbate while watching each other. She didn't feel comfortable masturbating in front of him yet, although she wanted to do so really badly. At the same time, she was really fascinated by his huge dick. So she suggested that instead, she could give him a blowjob. Ramon, obviously delighted, agreed and Yashodhara bent her head down and took his dick in her mouth.

"Wait a minute." I interrupted. "You voluntarily gave him a blowjob?"

Yashodhara nodded shyly

"But I have to beg you to give me blowjobs." I protested. "Blowjobs from you are like national holidays, just a few a year!"

"Obviously, that will change now, Ajit." she said with a wink.

"It better! Anyway, go on."

Yashodhara took his dick in her mouth and started sucking on it hungrily. As she did it, Ramon played with her magnificent ass, fondling and spanking it. this sudden progress in their games had turned on Ramon a little too much. He didn't last very long and within minutes, started cumming in her mouth. 

"Let me guess. Another change. You swallowed, right" I asked and she nodded again.

She said she didn't feel great swallowing his cum, which is why as soon as it was done, she told him that was enough for that day. She put all her clothes back on, he zipped his jeans and he dropped her home. 

The next two days were pretty much a replay of that day, except that Ramon got Yashodhara completely naked. On the way to our house, Ramon would pull over in some remote spot and they would go at it. The action stayed limited to fondling and blowjobs. She still didn't feel comfortable letting him finger her. but she had done it to herself multiple times each day after coming home. Ramon, who had been initially happy with the big jumps in what they were doing, started demanding more. 

So on the fourth day, that is today, they moved a little bit further. She finally gave in to his constant demands of letting him fingers her, but said she still wasn't ready for his tongue. Ramon agreed and started fingering her. Within a few minutes, he had gotten her so worked up with his skillful fingers that when he asked once more if he could go down on her, her answer changed to yes. Yashodhara said that his tongue is also long, thick and kinda raspy and the way he licked her felt so much better than the way I did. Within thirty seconds of his tongue going to work on her clit, she started orgasming. Her first orgasm in Ramon's presence. He loved how noisy she was when she came and how she uttered a lot of expletives.

"Expletives?" I asked quizzically.

"Yeah, like fuck, cunt, dick, etc." Yashodhara said.

She loved his oral skills so much that she made him go down on her four more times during the next half an hour, each time, cumming harder than she had before. So that was what got her tired enough to nap in the day, I realized. But she sucked his dick only once, refusing to do it the second time he got hard, because her jaw was hurting. So for the umpteenth time, Ramon suggested that she let him fuck her in the cunt. Which she refused again, saying "it wasn't time yet". That pissed him off a lot, and he threw a small tantrum, sulking. usually she would call for the end of day's play. This time he started getting dressed first and told her that he would drive her home. All through the drive, he was sulking, and Yashodhara stayed silent. After he dropped her off, he sped away without even saying goodbye or kissing her.

"So what do you think?" Yashodhara asked me.

By now, I was so horny and had been hard for so long that instead of responding, I just pounced on her. We had sex right there on the couch, but instead of cumming in her cunt, I took it out, and came in her mouth and watched as she hungrily swallowed. We cuddled for a while and then I got hard again, and took her to the bedroom and fucked her.

After we were both spent and tired, she said

"You still haven't answered my question." 

"Huh?" I asked, unable to remember.

"What do you think?" she asked.

"About what?" I asked.

"About what I should do next? Should I let him have what he wants?"

"You mean should you let him fuck you?"

"Yeah."

"It's up to you, honey. I told you, I am okay with anything you do as long as you are truthful to me. And you don't get emotionally involved." I said.

Yashodhara started laughing very hard uncontrollably. I asked her what was the matter, but she laughed for at least two minutes before answering,

"Ajit, the idea of me getting emotionally involved with Ramon is just too funny for me. Seriously, you should meet him and you'll see why. He is very dumb, kind of a baby, and except for a good body, big dick and sexual skills, is as unattractive as can be. Trust me, he is just a piece of meat for me."

"That's good to know." I said.

"Anyway, if I give in to his tantrum straight away, he will start thinking too much of himself. I am going to make him wait for a week or so before I finally let him fuck me."

The idea of him fucking her turned me on again, and we had sex for the third time that night, the most in a single night since the first year of marriage. The next two days were the weekend, and we spent the whole time in bed naked either fucking, sucking or licking each other. This Ramon experiment had really improved our sex life to an unrecognizable extent. Finally when we woke up on Monday and got dressed to leave, both of us remarked how strange it felt to wear clothes after such a long time spent naked.

That day when I came home, Yashodhara had a wry smile on her face which immediately told me something new had happened.

"Okay, your face is brimming with news. Tell me what happened." I asked.

"Well, in short, we fucked." she said, almost jumping on top of me before I even had a chance to sit down.

"What? What happened to the whole making him wait for a week thing?" 

"Hehe, change of plans."

Here's what happened. Ramon spent the first half of the day in school ignoring her or avoiding her. She didn't react and ignored him in return. By the end of the day, after they had been together in many classes, it was a question of who'd blink first. Ramon did. At the end of the last class, he came up to her and apologized for being in a bad mood. He said he and his girlfriend had been having a fight which is why he was very touchy. But he realized his mistake and apologized. The unconditional apology played the first part in melting Yashodhara's resolve to make him wait a week.

The second part was played by Ramon telling her that he has not told his girlfriend about Yashodhara. In fact, the girlfriend has no idea he is cheating on her and is starting to suspect it, because when he comes home every day after playing with Yashodhara, he is too sexed out to do anything with her. he said the girlfriend just did not seem as sexually appealing to him any more, although he still loved her a lot. This fed Yashodhara's ego as well as kinky side. She loved the fact that their games had actually improved sex life between us, the effect she had on Ramon was such that he could not get it up for his girlfriend. And she had not even had sex with him yet. Also, she had been assuming so far that Ramon's girlfriend knew and approved. But her not knowing made Yashodhara feel like the desirable and sinful "other woman". Which made her feel very naughty and turned on.

So that day, when Ramon pulled the car over to the side, and the both of them got naked, he asked her if she would mind 69-ing with him in the back seat. Yashodhara's response was "Nah, let's just fuck instead". Ramon was so excited at her response, that he forgot about moving to the back seat. He just leapt over on top of Yashodhara in the front seat and without any preamble of foreplay, inserted his thick long dick into her cunt. Yashodhara had been anticipating this for a while, so she was wet enough for him to slide in. When I asked how it felt, she said it felt good for a while. The thick cock stretched her cunt like never before and its length meant it reached and touched spots that I had never touched. 

But, she said, overall, the sex was not great. She felt very uncomfortable on the car seat, and Ramon had been so excited to actually fuck her at last, that he came very soon. The whole thing lasted barely 3-4 minutes. Ramon was very apologetic and went down on her a couple of times as compensation. However, the experience left her feeling a little disappointed. She was still thrilled that she actually did it - fucked someone other than me. But she didn't really get to relish it. Which is why she wanted me to fuck her right away. Which I promptly did.

After having sex twice, we started talking about the Ramon situation again. I suggested that maybe it was time to move the action from the car to a more comfortable setting. She agreed, but said she did not want it be our house. As much as she loved my open-mindedness and our newfound experimentality, she was still not mentally ready for the idea of fucking a man in the same bed that she made love to her husband in. Or even the same house. I found it silly and tried to reason with her but she refused. They could not do it at his place, because his girlfriend lived close by and could drop by any minute. And Yashodhara also vetoed my suggestion of a hotel saying that would just make her feel like a cheap whore.

For the next few days, Yashodhara and Ramon had sex in the car. He did manage to last much longer, and also displayed better technique, especially fucking her rough and hard, which turned her on. But the discomfort remained. And that is when the "date" happened.



Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 03



Yashodhara had made a few friends at college, and she and Ramon were part of a small group. That week, the group made plans to hang out at some clubs dancing Friday night. And they'd all be home by 2 am after the bars closed. Everyone was happy and excited about the plan, but Ramon was even more enthusiastic. After the plans were made, he took Yashodhara aside and said this could be like their first "date". They'd go out with the group, but an hour or so later, he suggested Yashodhara make some excuse about a headache and he could volunteer to drop her home. And instead, they'd go hang out, just the two of them, at some other nightspots he liked. First, she was reluctant about the idea, but then Ramon guilt-tripped her saying he never got to spend any alone time with her except in the car. So she relented.

Friday night, Yashodhara rushed through her dinner and ran into the bedroom to get ready for the date night. When she came out over an hour later, she looked jaw-droppingly stunning. She wasn't showing a lot of skin or anything.... it was after all a Midwestern winter night, so skimpy clothes were out of the question. She was wearing a red school-girl style skirt, which extended an inch below her knee. Below that, she had on knee-length leather boots with heels. On top, she was wearing a white button-down shirt that was very snug-fitting, so it accentuated her big tits and her flat stomach. And it was very white so the black bra she was wearing under it was visible. She had also left the top two buttons of her shirt open, giving a nice hint of cleavage. And her shoulder-length hair, which she usually tied into a bun or a ponytail, was down in waves, which contrasted well with her make-up and bright red lip stick. She looked so ravishingly beautiful, I felt like fucking her right there. But she refused, not wanting her make-up messed up.

Then she got a call on her cellphone from her friend Kristen that she was about to reach our house to pick Yashodhara up. Yashodhara wore a shiny leather coat that went down to her knee, wrapped a scarf around her neck, put on a loose woolen cap, and got ready to leave. There was a honk, and my wife kissed me on the lips, and left the house.

Barely 30 seconds later, my cellphone rang and I answered.

"Ajit, could you come out? Everyone wants to meet you and get introduced." Yashodhara said.

"Um, sure." I said, put on a jacket and other woolen stuff and walked out.

I saw two cars parked on the road outside the house and Yashodhara was sitting in the back of one of them. I walked up to it, and a pretty young blonde behind the drivers side flashed me a big smile and yelled,

"Hiiiii Ayyy-jeet." pronouncing my name like Americans usually do. "Yash has told us soooo much about you." She said "Yash" rhyming with "rash" which amused me.

"Yash?" I said, smiling at her and extending my hand which she took.

"Yeah, it is too friggin hard to say yash-ode-harr-aa. So we just call her Yash. I am Kristen by the way." she said happily. "Thanks for letting us kidnap your wife for tonight."

"No problem." I said smiling at Kristen and then at Yashodhara. 

"I'll introduce the others." Yashodhara said. The guy in the front next to Kristen was Max. The girl next to her was Susan. I was surprised at how young they all looked.

"You guys don't look like you're of drinking age." I said.

"Obviously we're not." Max said disappointedly, "Which is why we're just going to alcohol-free dance clubs. Yash is the only one who can legally drinking. The rest of us are all 19 or 20. Although Ramon in the other car has a pretty good fake ID."

Two factoids wrestled with each other to shine themselves on my brain. The first, that all these people were just 19 or 20. And then I was surprised that I had not guessed it earlier. Yashodhara was doing a bachelor course after all. So most students were bound to be that young, almost a decade younger than her. 

And of course, the second fact, that Ramon was sitting a few feet away from me. I took a couple of steps to the other car, and saw him. He flashed me half a smile and nodded. He did look tall, well-built and handsome, and I could see why Yashodhara or anyone else would feel attracted to him. He had a light brown skin, like Hispanics usually do. Although his body was like a boxer's, his face gave away his age. His face still had the innocence, confusion and bravado of a 19-20 year old. I walked up to him and extending my hand, said,

"Hi, I'm Ajit." 

"Hey man." he said in a thick Mexican accent, "Ramon."

He didn't say much else, and did not look chatty or friendly like the others. He was probably nervous about meeting the husband of the woman he was banging. A woman, almost a decade older than him. I nodded at him and walked to the front car. 

"So no drinking tonight?" I asked looking at Max and Kristen.

"Nah, we could if Yash here agreed to buy booze for us. But she refuses." Kristen chirped.

"Hey, if I get caught, I'll be deported!" Yashodhara protested.

"yeah, we know. Just givin you a hard time, Yash." Kristen laughed. "Anyway, we gotta get going to our alcohol-free dance club. Have a nice night, Ajit. We'll get your wife back safe and sound."

"Have a good time, all of you." I said, leaning into the rear window and pecking Yashodhara on the cheek.

I stepped back and they drove away. Ramon nodded at me again as he drove past me. I stood there for a while, surprised at myself for not realizing how young he was. I smiled as I realized that when Yashodhara and I had our first kiss in high school, Ramon was probably 6-7 years old, watching cartoons on TV. When Yashodhara and I slept together for the first time, Ramon was years away from puberty. And this guy was now banging my wife. Seemed funny and a little sad at the same time.

I headed back into the house, and wondered what I should do. I took a bottle of scotch out of the liquor cabinet, turned on the TV and sat there, drinking and watching. I figured out another reason Ramon wanted to break away from their group. The rest of the group, all white, innocent and looking like Disney teen stars, were not going to drink. Ramon had a fake ID and he had a hot woman of legal drinking age. Of course, he'd want to break away and go to actual bars and clubs with her, instead of "alcohol-free dance clubs". -------

There were a couple of decent comedy movies on cable that night that I kept switching back and forth between. And kept sipping on my scotch. An hour or so later, I was pretty buzzed when my phone buzzed. A text message from Yashodhara - "told em headache n left. ramon n i goin to bar. love you." So they had finally dumped the other group. I texted back a message saying I loved her too. And got back to watching the movies.

As I watched, I also kept thinking about Yashodhara and Ramon. I had always sort of pictured in my mind her being in the car with him. But now that I saw how he looked, the pictures were clearer, and I got turned on. The thoughts of a 19 year old tall burly guy with a baby-face having his way with my petite and pretty wife, ten years older than him, were very arousing. I wondered what he would do tonight. Dance with her, fondle and paw her in public in bars, as other men looked on and envied him for being with such a hot Indian woman. Maybe he'd take her to the bathroom in a bar or club and fuck her there. But that was almost as uncomfortable as doing it in a car. 

Two hours passed and it was almost midnight when I got another text message from Yashodhara - "am bein such a notty girl tonite. flrting with all his friends. dancing with em n all. love you." His friends? Where did his friends come from? I thought it was going to be just Ramon and her. But clearly there were others too. That worried me and turned me on at the same time. The idea of Yashodhara, all dolled up, flirting and dancing with a bunch of guys in a bar while getting drunk was very exciting. But I was also concerned. Her with just one guy she knew and trusted was one thing. But a bunch of guys, all drunk, seemed a little scary. However, I just sent her back a text message saying I was glad she was having fun.

Another hour passed and another text message from Yashodhara. This one was full of spelling errors so she was obviously very drunk by now - "ala gusy luv me. bt am nt letng thm do much. gonan go 2 carlos huse wit ramon." Okay, who the fuck was Carlos? Obviously, one of Ramon's friends, but why was she going to his house. I decided it was time to get some information, so instead of texting back I called her up. But she didn't answer and it went to voicemail. Five minutes later, I called her again, but no answer. Fifteen minutes later, my phone rang, and it was Yashodhara finally returning my call.

"Hiiiiiiiii" she squealed, sounding very drunk.

"Hey honey, what's happening?" I asked.

"I love you soooooo much." she said.

"I love you too." I answered.

"I am in the ladies bathroom." she said. "I could not answer your call because the guys were all around."

"Ok. Who is this Carlos whose house you're going to?"

"He is Ramon's cousin. We're goin to his place for some drinks... the bar is about to close. Can I go?" she asked in a sweet voice.

"Okay, will you be spending the night there?" I asked.

"Nooooo. Just a little time. I'll get a cab home in an hour." she said, "Anyway, gotta go."

And with that she hung up. I sat there wondering if I should intervene or do something, or tell her to come home at once. But I was curious to see what would happen. I poured myself my umpteenth scotch for the night and sipped on it. I thought about whether Ramon and Carlos would both fuck her. Maybe together. Would she really come home, or would she just spend the night? I kept thinking about worrying questions and erotic scenarios and I didn't realize when I fell asleep on the couch. 

I woke up with an urgent need to pee. Drinking so much scotch will do that to you. It was still dark outside and I was half asleep and still a little drunk as I stumbled to the bathroom. After I got done peeing, I suddenly remembered what the situation was. I rushed outside and checked the clock. It was a little before 4 a.m. Was Yashodhara home yet, I wondered? I looked in the bedroom and elsewhere but the house was empty except for me. I checked the phone but there were no new text messages from her either.

She had most likely decided to sleep over at Carlos' house. But she could have sent a text message saying so, I thought to myself angrily. I was about to call her, but then I thought of another possibility. Maybe she was still having sex. So I decided to first send her a text message, asking is she was alright.

In a minute came her reply - "at crlos plc. bin a bad grl. will gt taxi hom soon. love you." I was relieved t learn that she was fine, But her mention of being a bad girl got me thinking about what she had exactly done. Only she could tell me that. So I waited for her to come home. 

About half an hour later, the lock turned, the door opened and in stumbled Yashodhara. She closed the door and took her leather jacket off. She looked a far cry from the pristinely done beauty a few hours back. Her hair was a completely disheveled. Her make-up was messed up, with lipstick smears running from her lip to her cheek. Her skirt and shirt were absolutely crumpled, and I noticed that she didn't have a bra on underneath. 

She looked at me, smiled and said, "I am so tired." She then took off her shirt, confirming she was topless underneath. And then she slid off her skirt, revealing that there were no panties either. And she stumbled towards the couch where I was sitting, naked except for her black leather knee-high boots, and collapsed on top of me. I put my arms around her and asked,

"Did you have a good time?"

"Hmmm.." she said.

"What all did you do? Or who all did you do?" I asked.

But there was no response. I looked at her and saw that she had fallen asleep. She looked so exhausted that although I was dying to find out what she had been up to, I decided to let her sleep. I slowly rolled her off me onto the couch, got up, and then picked her up in my arms. As I did, I noticed that her pussy seemed sticky and puffed, and there were hickies all over her boobs and neck. I carried her to the bedroom and laid her down on the bed. I then took off her knee-length boots and covered her with a blanket. I got in bed and put my arm around her. Within a few minutes, I was asleep too. ---------

I woke up next day, Saturday morning to the sound of Yashodhara asking me to get up. I opened my eyes and saw her, dressed in a t-shirt and trackpants, her hair wet and her body smelling of a fresh shower. She was holding a tray with tea and breakfast on it. She looked at me and said,

"Rise and shine. Here's breakfast." 

I sat up, and took the cup of tea. Yashodhara sat next to me and started hungrily wolfing down the upma she had made. I picked up my plate of upma and asked her,

"So do you have a hangover?"

"Yeah." she said grimacing, "but not as bad as I expected. Just a headache."

"Good. The upma will help, with all the carbs." I said.

"I know, that's why I made it." she said and resumed eating.

I let her finish eating before asking her the next question.

"So... did you have fun last night?"

Yashodhara smiled at me and said she had. And started filling me in on what had happened.

After they bailed on their college group, Ramon took Yashodhara to a bar. The bar was run by one of his friends, and was a place where a lot of his friends and cousins hang out. Ramon took her to a table in the back of the bar where 4 guys were sitting - Miguel who owned the bar, Pat and Stu, his friends, and Carlos, Ramon's cousin. All four guys looked very surprised to see Yashodhara but quickly started making small talk with her and Ramon as they joined them. Ramon was looking very smug and happy as if he had won the lottery.

Pat explained to Yashodhara the reason for everyone's surprise at seeing her and Ramon's smugness. He had told them about her, but all of them had refused to believe it. They said even the uglier Indian women rarely go out with hispanic guys and do the sort of stuff he said they did. So a married Indian woman ten years older than Ramon? No way could that be true, they said. Either she was fat or ugly, or both, if at all she existed in the first place. But now that they saw how hot she was, they were proven wrong and Ramon was proven right.

Yashodhara felt a little embarrassed that Ramon had told all these guys everything about her. She felt awkward for a while. But they were nice and polite, weren't making any lewd or suggestive comments, so that put her at ease. They all started drinking and talking, and pretty soon Yashodhara was having good time. She flirted with all of them, and danced with them too. A couple of them tried to cop a feel or a fondle when Ramon wasn't looking, and she allowed it within limits. But stopped the guys whenever they tried to go under her clothes. Ramon however, kissed her, fondled her, and even fingered her under the table as the night went on.

Ramon's actions as well all the attention from the other guys while dancing, combined with the alcohol was making Yashodhara very horny. That's when she sent me the text message about being a "notty girl". A few hours later, Miguel said he had to go and tally the bar receipts for the night and Pat and Stu said they needed to get going. It was just Ramon, Carlos and Yashodhara. Carlos started talking about some special wine he had bought and invited them to his place to try it. By now, Yashodhara was so far gone, that she didn't think much about it and agreed. That's when she sent me the text message about going to his place.

At Carlos' house, they drank the wine, which Yashodhara said she did not enjoy much so she didn't have much of. But they did keep giving her rum and tequila. As drunk as she was, she realized that if she got too drunk and passed out, maybe Carlos would do some stuff to her too, which she was not ready for. So she kept track of how much she was drinking and didn't go over the limit. 

Ramon was fondling her all the time here too, but since there was no table to conceal it, she did not let him finger her. Carlos didn't say too much, nor did he try to do anything. But Ramon kept trying to convince Yashodhara to show Carlos her tits as a "thank you" for being the host. She refused. A while later, Carlos announced that he was very sleepy, so was going to his bedroom. But Ramon and Yashodhara were welcome to stay as long as they wanted.

A few minutes after Carlos retreated to his bedroom and closed the door, Ramon told Yashodhara to get off the couch. When she did, he removed the cushions and opened the pull-out mattress under them. And then, he literally pounced on Yashodhara. Within seconds, both of them were naked, and in each others arms. He was very rough with her, which turned Yashodhara on a lot. The sex between me and her is usually gentle, and although once in a while we do rough it up, she said Ramon was at a wholly different level. He pulled her hair hard, bit her all over her body. 

She was asking him to fuck her right away, but first he made her get on her hands and knees and spanked her ass really hard for a good minute or so. Then he turned her over on her back, put her legs on his shoulders and penetrated her with his big cock in one swift motion. As he fucked her like that, he kept pinching her nipples and roughly grabbing her big boobs. Usually when they had sex in the car, it was possible to do it in only one positions. But this time, Ramon kept changing positions every few minutes. He made her turn on her side and fucked her cunt like that, holding one leg of hers straight up. He then turned over around and fucked her doggy style really hard, slapping her ass one cheek at a time. Next, he grabbed her ankles from the doggy position, lifting them up and holding her legs by his side, fucking her in a wheelbarrow position. That position, where her hands were the only thing touching the bed, was a new one for Yashodhara and she liked it so much that she had an intense and loud orgasm during it.

Ramon however kept going for fifteen more minutes, switching between positions and he finally came deep in her cunt while he was on top of her. Yashodhara said this was the best he had ever fucked her, going on for almost half an hour and trying all sorts of positions. It showed her how the car space had limited his technique on previous occasions. She loved how he was brutally rough to her the whole time, pulling her hair, slapping her face, tits and ass, biting her and even calling her all sorts of dirty names. I asked what sort of dirty names and she said - indian slut, indian whore, indian cunt, and so on. Today, for the first time he kept making a lot of references to her Indianness and asking if she loved his hispanic cock. And the way he was pounding her, she obviously had to say yes, she absolutely loved it.

Once he was done cumming, they were both exhausted, and just lay there in each others arms for a while. And then they started talking, really talking, for the first time since their fling started. Ramon got them some more drinks and they talked. Yashodhara said she was really enjoying all this, but she hoped that he understood that this was just a no-strings-attached purely physical thing. Ramon said it was the same to him too, and he loved his girlfriend a lot. So Yashodhara should not worry about any emotional complications.

Then they talked about each others sexual pasts. Ramon found it very difficult to believe that before him, I was the only man she had slept with. He said that considering how beautiful she was, what a hot body she had, and what a tigress she was in bed, he had expected her to have had at least a dozen sexual partners so far. He then told her he had slept with about ten women so far, but she was the first Indian he ever slept with, and she was also the oldest woman he had ever been with. He told her that she was not the first woman with whom he had cheated on her girlfriend. he found it difficult to limit himself to just one woman, and Yashodhara said she understood how he felt.




Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 03



They finished their drinks and were cuddling on the bed silently for a while when Ramon asked her if she had ever thought of having a threesome. By now, he was also fingering her and she was getting horny again. Plus she was still drunk. So she said that yes, she had often fantasized about it (which was news to me!) but didn't know if she could actually go through with one. He said that any of his friends she met tonight would be delighted to join in if she ever wanted. She said she'll think about it, but for now she was happy with just doing it with him. He then asked her if she liked anal sex and she told him correctly that she and I had tried it a few times over the years, but she had never enjoyed it. All this talk was getting Yashodhara horny and she felt Ramon getting hard again too. She got up to go to the bathroom, and said that once she came back, they should have sex. He was obviously ready.

In the bathroom, she peed and then as she was about to leave, caught a sight of herself in the mirror. The disheveled hair thanks to Ramon pulling it and all the hickies and bitemarks. As she stood there examining the marks, she heard a door open. She had not noticed that the bathroom had two doors, one from the living room and another from Carlos' bedroom. And it was Carlos standing there, staring at her naked body. She stared at him and thought of running out, but for some reason just stood there.

She then asked him if he hadn't fallen asleep. He smiled and said that she had been moaning and howling so loudly as Ramon fucked her that he could not. She smiled and apologized for it, and he said no problem, he enjoyed it. He said he was also enjoying looking at her perfect naked body and that Ramon was a very lucky guy to have it for himself. Then he asked her if she and Ramon were exclusive, or if she would consider being with other guys too. Yashodhara said that so far it was just ramon, but she had not really thought much about other guys one way or another. Carlos said if she ever did decide, she should give him a call. She just smiled and walked out of the bedroom.

Carlos was now the third man in the world to see her completely naked and that turned Yashodhara on even more, if that was possible. She ran to Ramon, and he started fucking her again. Once again, it was very rough and in every position possible. In fact when I texted her in worry asking if she was alright, she was being fucked in the wheelbarrow position again and had replied to me while he kept fucking. This time he tried a couple of other positions too, fucking her from behind standing up, as he bent in her waist, and he held both her hands. He also fucked her holding her up against the wall, which she said she really liked. And again, there was a lot of dirty namecalling and references to her being Indian. 

At one point when he turned her around to fuck her doggy style again, they both faced the bedroom door and saw that Carlos was standing there, watching them. She felt even hotter as she stared into his eyes, her boobs swinging back and forth rapidly as ramon fucked her doggy style. When Carlos saw that she did not seem to mind him watching, he took out his erect cock from his shorts and started jacking off. She saw his cock which she said was also pretty big....maybe big cocks ran in their family. Yashodhara realized that she was in the danger of losing self-control and fucking Carlos too, something she didn't want to do yet. (Yet?? I asked and she smiled). So she told Ramon to cum soon because she needed to get home. Ramon who had been holding back his cum with great effort, immediately let loose and filled her cunt for a second time that night. 

Ramon then said that she should help finish off poor Carlos too, but she shook her head. He said maybe take it in her mouth and she refused. Then he said she should at least let him cum on her tits, because if it weren't for him and his apartment, they would not have gotten together that night. She reluctantly agreed and as soon as she did, Carlos rushed forward, whacked his dick really fast and sprayed her tits with his cum.

Yashodhara then said she really needed to get going, so Carlos went to make a call to the cab company. As she started getting dressed, Ramon grabbed her bra and panties and said he was keeping them as souvenirs. She had no choice but to let him. And that's why she came home without any underwear. 

After Yashodhara finished narrating her story, I was obviously ready to bang her then and there. She was turned on too. So we started having sex right away, and as I fucked her, I noticed that her cunt had gotten slightly loose. I wondered if my being in her gave her pleasure any more, but she was moaning and groaning quite well, so I abandoned the thought.

After we finished having sex, as she was getting dressed, I asked her if she was now ready to fuck Ramon in our house and she said she still wasn't. But she would not mind doing it at Carlos' place again. Then I asked her about the threesome and Carlos. She said she was still not sure about the threesome, but she had been thinking of sleeping with someone other than Ramon and Carlos seemed like a good candidate. She also said though that now that she had tried a hispanic guy, she was curious about others - like white guys, black guys, Arabs etc. I was thrilled at how much my wife's sexual thinking had evolved in a matter of weeks. 

I started asking her more questions, but she put a finger on my lips and said this weekend was all about me and her. And we should talk about other guys some other time. With that, she went to the kitchen to start lunch and I sat there wondering if whatever was happening was really as good as I thought it was. 



Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 04



After our sex-filled weekend, Monday rolled along. Carlos had given Ramon a key to his place. So for a couple of days after classes, Ramon and Yashodhara would head to his place, and have sex for a couple of hours before he dropped her home. Carlos was never home, because his job kept him away till late. So it was just her and Ramon. They fucked pretty much everywhere in the apartment. On the couch, on the bed, in the kitchen, on the floor, and once even in the shower, standing up. Yashodhara described all the sessions to me in great detail, which always turned me on enough to fuck her right away. Even after her fuck sessions with Ramon during the day, Yashodhara had plenty of energy and appetite left for me. In fact we were having much more sex now than before, so I was happy. 

Middle of the week however, a small problem arose. Ramon's girlfriend was getting really suspicious. They had a big fight Wednesday night. So for the next few days, he could not get away alone after classes. He had to head home immediately to meet his girlfriend, spend time with her and work on their issues. He still dropped Yashodhara home after classes, and they did make out a little in the car. But they could not do much. Coincidentally, this was a week I was very busy at work too. So I'd get home close to midnight and was always too tired to have sex. By the time the week ended and Saturday arrived, Yashodhara had gone through almost three days of no sex at all, which was a big change from getting fucked by me and Ramon both on a daily basis. Even worse, on Saturday morning I got a call from my boss asking me to come to the office and help him out for an important report. So even before Yashodhara woke up, I had to leave.

I ploughed through work on Saturday, wanting to get done as soon as possible so I could go home and fuck my wife. But the work was too much and too important. By evening I had to call and tell Yashodhara that I will be late returning home once more. She sounded disappointed, but said she understood. And I got back to work. An hour later, Yashodhara called me up,

"Hi Ajit. How're you doing sweetie?" she asked.

"Still buried in work." I said sadly.

"Awww. Anyway, here's the thing. Kristen called and asked if I wanted to go hang out with her. Some shopping at the mall, dinner and stuff. Since you'll be late, I was thinking of going." she said. I remembered Kristen, the pretty blonde I had met last Friday night when they all went out. she seemed like a nice cheerful girl and I thought that spending time with her would lift Yashodhara's mood.

"Sure, sounds great. Don't be too late though. I'll be home by midnight, and tonight, no matter how tired I am, I just need to do it with you." I said.

"Hehe, sounds great. I am really starved too. I'll be home by midnight for sure. Kristen is 19, so it's not like we can go to bars or anything." she said.

"Alright, have fun." I said and hung up.

For a couple of hours after that I kept getting updates from Yashodhara via text messages. Going to the mall. Bought new shoes. Going for Thai food. I was too busy to respond, so probably sensing that from the fact that I sent no replies, she stopped messaging me. 

Finally at about 11 pm, the work ended and I was ready to go. My boss was very grateful to me for coming in and thanked me repeatedly. Then he insisted that I come with him to a bar for a couple of drinks, his treat. I was reluctant and first, because I couldn't wait to get home and fuck my wife. But he was very insistent. So I texted Yashodhara asking if she was home yet. Her response was a single word - No. So I thought I might as well spend half an hour or so with my boss Mark.

Mark took me to what he said was his favorite bar. It was actually more like a club. One section of it was like a pub, quieter with seating and TVs tuned in to ESPN. And then a level below it was a dance pit of sorts with its own bar and bartender, where the atmosphere was more like a club, with loud music, dim lights and so on. Mark and I sat at he bar, ordered a couple of beers and sat there talking of this and that. 

About ten minutes passed and we noticed a lot of guys getting up from their tables and going to the railing on the side which overlooked the dance pit. Mark wondered out aloud why all these men were standing there looking into the pit. The bartender overheard him and said, apparently there's a hammered chick getting felt up really nicely by a couple of guys, and everyone's hoping to get a look at her boobs if she flashes them. Obviously, Mark and I immediately got up and headed to the railing too. We had to push and jostle a bit to get to a spot where we had a good view of it. 

"Where's the action at?" Mark said aloud to no one in particular.

"There. The back corner. See that chick in the short skirt wiggling her ass?" someone answered. I craned my neck to see, but I still couldn't get a good view of the portion of the dance pit he mentioned.

"Oh yeah, I see her. Damn. Look at her move. What is she though?" Mark said.

"What is she? A hot horny drunk chick, that's what she is." the same guy answered.

"No I mean...ethnically... the dude with his hands all over her is Mexican. But she doesn't quite look Mexican. She looks kinda....Indian. His kinda Indian." Mark said pointing at me. "Hey Ajit, come over and see if this woman is one of your people, will ya?" 

I pushed through a few men and came next to where Mark was standing. I then followed his gaze. And I almost exclaimed out in shock. Not only was the woman Indian, she was my wife! Dancing with her was a hispanic looking guy that was not Ramon. And he had his hands on the back of her skirt, very visibly grabbing and fondling her ass. She had her hands on his shoulder and was shaking her ass to the music. A few feet away from her, I saw Kristen dancing with a black guy, but they weren't being as amorous as Yashodhara and her partner.

"Well, is she Indian?" Mark asked, poking me in the ribs.

"Yeah, yeah she is." I said, thankful that Mark had not yet met my wife or I'd have to answer some really embarrassing questions.

"Holy shit! He is lifting her skirt! Woohoo! Butcheeks!" some guy around her said, and everyone whooped and cheered. Sure enough, the guy had lifted the back of her skirt and held it above her waist. Yashodhara was wearing a thong underneath so almost all of her ass was on display. She seemed to have noticed it and stretched her hand back to pull her skirt down. But either she was too drunk, or was doing it half-heartedly or both. After a few futile attempts to pull her skirt back down, Yashodhara gave up and kept dancing, letting half the bar see her ass. 

A few of the guys around her let out a wolf whistle and cheered. Yashodhara turned around and smiled at them. Maybe she felt a little embarrassed, so she turned around, taking her ass out of public view, and starting grinding it against the crotch of her dancing partner. But the way she smiled and moved, I was sure she was really drunk. The guy moved his hands to the front and started massaging her boobs through the tank-top that she was wearing. 

"Damn, I hope she flashes her boobs next." said Mark, a sentiment that seemed pretty universal. Because some guys on the dance floor near her started chanting in unison - show her tits! show her tits! show her tits! Yashodhara smiled and shook her head, as she rested it on her partner's shoulder. He bent his head and started kissing her, very passionately. She put a hand behind his head and started kissing him back hungrily too. And I found myself getting really turned on. So far she had described everything she did in great detail. But now, seeing for myself, the way she was lip-locked with a stranger, felt very erotic. I was worried I might start getting a hard on in public.

"Look at how she is eating his face!" someone around me said. "That women needs a good fucking tonight, and Chico there is gonna give it to her."

After a long time they broke their kiss and the guys around started applauding and cheering. Her partner then whispered something in Yashodhara's ear, and she closed her eyes and slowly nodded. The guy flashed a big smile at people around him and then his hands went down to the hem of her top. He slowly started pulling the top up as the guys started cheering.

"Booby time!!!" someone around me exclaimed.

He rolled her top up slowly, almost teasingly, and her flat stomach and belly button came into view. The cheering and clapping around them got really loud as the top rolled up even further. And just as it was right below her boobs, a big guy, almost 7-foot-tall and big-built, stepped between the cheering guys and Yashodhara, and pulled her top down. Everyone let out groans of disappointment as the big guy, apparently a bouncer in the club, started talking very animatedly to Yashodhara's guy. There was a lot of gesturing and hand-waving. Kristen and her black guy stopped dancing and joined the trio. Soon, the black guy, Yashodhara's guy and Kristen were arguing with the bouncer, while Yashodhara, looking very dazed and drunk, just stood there leaning against her guy's chest. 

I didn't understand what was happening until some guys around me started discussing it and I got it. Apparently most clubs have these unwritten rules about flashing. Flashing till underwear is fine, which is what the guy did when he showed Yashodhara's thong-clad ass to everyone. But actual nudity was forbidden. So showing her boobs would have crossed the line. Add to it the fact that Yashodhara seemed totally hammered. When a woman was that drunk, even if she flashed people voluntarily, clubs were worried that the next day they might come back and sue them for letting it happen. So the bouncer had stepped in and put a stop to it.

In a few minutes, the argument between the bouncer and Yashodhara's friends ended and he walked away, shaking his head and looking upset, The four of them then walked away from the dance pit and to the side, where we could not see them.

"Well, show's over." Mark said. "We should get going, Ajit. Your wife must be waiting for you."

"Yeah, just a second, I need to go to the bathroom." I said and walked away.

"Okay, I'll pay for our drinks and meet you by the exit." Mark said.

I walked away, across the bar, and making sure that Mark wasn't looking, went to the stairs. I walked down to the lower level where the dance pit was, hoping to catch a glimpse of Yashodhara. I scanned the bar stools and the dance floor, but I didn't see her anywhere. walking behind people to make sure I wasn't seen, I walked around the dance floor, but didn't see her or any of her friends. Walking a little further, I saw that there was a small passage at the opposite side where I saw Kristen standing talking to the black guy. Immediately, I took a few steps back and hid behind a wall section to make sure she didn't see me. I stood there, and searched for Yashodhara but she was nowhere to be seen. 

A few minutes passed and I alternated between scanning the place for Yashodhara and looking at Kristen and the black guy. That's when a door opened behind them and the hispanic guy stepped out of what I guessed was a bathroom. Kristen said something to him very animatedly and he seemed to be laughing. The black guy then started walking into the bathroom, but Kristen held his arm as if to stop him. He shook her grip off easily, walked in and closed the door. After that Kristen seemed to be yelling at the hispanic guy, who was smiling and saying something back. He tried to put a hand on her shoulder but she slapped it away. Then she stormed off towards the bar stools, and the guy followed her saying something. I wished I could hear what they were talking about. And I wished I knew where Yashodhara was. 

That's when I felt my phone buzzing in my pocket. I answered it, and it was Mark asking where I was. Reluctantly, I told him I'd be there in a second, and walked out of the dance pit, careful to stay hidden from Kristen's view. I climbed the stairs and went to the exit, where Mark was waiting for me and we both got into our cars to go home. 

As soon as I got into the car, I took out my phone and dialed Yashodhara's number. It kept ringing for a while and I thought it would go to voicemail when it was answered.

"Hello honey." I said.

"Ajit, it's me Kristen. Yash went to the bathroom and left her phone with me." said Kristen's sweet voice a little too rapidly as if she had rehearsed the line before answering the phone. 

"Oh, hi Kristen. I just called to see how she was doing and when she'd be home." I said.

"I'll get her home soon." Kristen said and went silent.

"Ok... where are you all at?" I asked. There was a pause for a few seconds before Kristen answered,

"We're at this club downtown. We just felt like dancing a bit."

"Is it just the two of you?" I asked, hoping for some clue about the identity of the men. Another pause and then she said,

"Yeah, just the two of us. Two gals having some gal-time you know." and then she laughed playfully.

"Ok. Just get her home soon. Bye." I said and hung up.

I drove home, trying to figure out what exactly had happened. How had an innocent shopping trip with Kristen turned into a wild night at a bar where Yashodhara got felt up and exposed in public. And who were those two guys? I hoped Yashodhara would get home soon and enlighten me. --------

Half an hour later when I was home, I heard a car pull up outside the house. I went to the window and saw it was Kristen in her car with Yashodhara next to her. She got out, wearing her thick coat over her clothes, and walked towards the door. The walkway was covered in snow, and after just a couple of steps, my visibly drunk wife tripped and fell. I immediately rushed to the door and walked out to help her in when I saw Kristen had gotten out of the car, helped her up and was escorting her to the door. Kristen looked very embarrassed as I went and helped her bring Yashodhara into the house. 

"I love you so much." Yashodhara said and started kissing me as Kristen and I were bringing her in. Two distinct smells wafted from her mouth. One was alcohol, which she had had a lot of. The other was obviously semen, which suggested she had given someone a blowjob very recently.

Kristen and I got her inside the house and laid her down on the couch.

"She is very drunk." I said to Kristen questioningly.

"Yeah, she had a lot to drink at the club." Kristen answered, looking very uncomfortable.

"Were you driving drunk?" I asked, a little upset. "For god's sake, Kristen, you're already underage, and drunk driving is illegal at any age! And dangerous!"

"No, no. I didn't drink at all." Kristen said defensively. "They let me into the club with the understanding that I would not be served any alcohol."

As I looked at her and thought back to what I had seen, I realized that she was telling the truth. At no point had she seemed even the slightest bit drunk. 

"Oh ok. Sorry about that then. Anyway, what happened tonight?" I asked.

"Ajit, sorry, but I really gotta get going." Kristen said and almost ran out of the door.

After she drove away, I closed the door and turned around to see a surprising sight. Yashodhara had taken her coat off, pulled her skirt up around her waist, and was lying there with her eyes half open and her legs fully open. She didn't have her panties on and her moist pussy was inviting me. 

"Fuck me." she said, looking at me. And right away, I took my pants off and jumped on top of her. As my erect cock slid into her, I realized her cunt was already very sticky, so she had clearly been fucked by someone recently who came inside her. The sticky cunt, along with the semen smell from her mouth indicated that a lot of had happened that night that I didn't know about. The realization that my wife had now gotten fucked by someone else apart from Ramon got me really turned on and I started pounding her harder. Within a few minutes, I shot my seed inside her and rolled off her. I then sat on the floor next to her face and asked her,

"Yashodhara, you've been a slut again tonight, haven't you?"

She nodded, her eyes now fully closed.

"Wanna tell me about it?" I asked.

"Later." she replied, then turned over on her side to face the backrest of the couch. I started to lift her up to carry her to the bedroom but she said, "No no no....just leave me here. If you pick me up I might puke."

So I left her there, and walked to the bedroom to sleep there alone. I lay on the bed, trying to imagine what exactly had happened. I thought of all possible scenarios for a while, but shortly, my tiredness took over and I fell asleep.

When I woke up it was still dark in the room, but I could sense my dick was erect and being sucked hungrily. I looked down and saw a fully naked Yashodhara, on her hands and knees, giving me a blowjob. 

"What time is it?" I asked.

"It's time to fuck." Yashodhara replied in a hoarse voice, taking my dick out of her mouth. Then she straightened, got on her knees, straddled me and took my dick inside her cunt. then she started riding me hard. We fucked in a few different positions for about 15 minutes and then finally I came in her mouth which she promptly swallowed. After that, she lay down next to me with her head on my chest and I looked at the clock on the table which said it was a little before 5. After Yashodhara caught her breath back, she started telling me what had happened that night.

She and Kristen had indeed gone to the mall for shopping where they spent a couple of hours. Then they went to have dinner at a popular Thai restaurant nearby. But it being Saturday night, there was a long line and they'd have to wait half an hour for a table. She was waiting in line with Kristen when Carlos, who was having dinner with a friend spotted them. He immediately walked up, and asked Yashodhara to join them at his table with her friend. The two girls, already hungry, were happy to get food at once. The waiter put two extra chairs for them and they had dinner. So Carlos was the hispanic guy I had seen her with tonight.

And the black guy was Eric, his friend. It turned out that Eric and Carlos had a double date that night with two girls, but one of the girls fell ill and the other one backed out. So they were making the use of their reservations at this restaurant by having dinner together. Carlos and his friend Eric were both very nice and fun to talk to and Yashodhara and Kristen got along very well with them. when they got done with dinner, Yashodhara and Kristen started to leave, but the guys insisted they come along with them to a club for some dancing. Kristen said she was 19, so won't be allowed in. But Eric said he was good friends with the guy who stood at the door and checked IDs and as long as she promised not to order any alcohol, he could get her in. Kristen agreed.

At the club, Kristen had orange juice while the other three had a couple of drinks. Once the three of them were nicely buzzed, they all headed to the dance floor. Carlos was dancing with Yashodhara and Eric was dancing with Kristen. As they danced, Carlos started talking to Yashodhara about Ramon. He said he knew Ramon was having a long fight with his girlfriend and wasn't able to spend any time with Yashodhara, so she must be really missing him. She was quite buzzed by now and honestly admitted to him that she was missing Ramon and that I had been too busy, so she had not had sex in a few days, which was getting her really frustrated. Carlos suggested that they could take off, go to his place and he could satisfy her right away. He admitted that ever since he had seen her naked in the bathroom and then being fucked by Ramon on his couch and then cum on her tits, he had been thinking about her night and day. 

He was also very jealous that Ramon got to fuck her in his apartment, while he himself had not had sex in a while. He then bad-mouthed Ramon a little, suggesting that Ramon was an idiot for giving so much importance to his silly girlfriend and ignoring a hot and great woman like Yashodhara. Carlos himself did not have a girlfriend and if Yashodhara picked him over Ramon, there would be no complications like with Ramon. Yashodhara said it was nice of him to offer, but she wouldn't feel right sleeping with him without getting an okay from Ramon. Although Ramon had indicated his desire for a threesome with her and Carlos, she wasn't sure how he would feel if she slept with him with Ramon being around. And she did not want to be the cause of trouble between cousins.




Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 04



Carlos said he understood, and he'd wait for her to be ready. Then they took a break from dancing along with Eric and Kristen and had a couple more drinks. Meanwhile Eric was flirting with Kristen and meeting with mixed success. She apparently liked him, but wasn't letting him touch her or kiss her yet. This got Eric a little frustrated and he decided to make Kristen jealous. So when they finished their drinks, he asked Yashodhara if she would dance with him. Yashodhara agreed and they headed to the dance pit. 

In a couple of minutes, she felt Eric's hands starting to wander. He was a lean, well-built and handsome black guy, and Yashodhara was a bit turned on by her first close encounter with a black guy. So when he started feeling her up and fondling her, she did not stop him, and instead responded by rubbing his back and cupping his ass too. Kristen and Carlos were watching them, and if it was Eric's intention to make someone jealous, it worked more on Carlos than Kristen. He cut in and started dancing with Yashodhara while Eric went back to Kristen.

Carlos, already feeling very teased and turned on and yearning for Yashodhara, started fondling her way more than Eric had. He slipped his hand under her skirt and started fondling her bare ass cheeks. He also started fondling her tits, slipping his hand into her tank top. People around them started noticing this and soon everyone was focused on them. Carlos and Yashodhara both realized they had an audience and this seemed to turn both of them on. She was letting him slip his hand under her clothes but a couple of times when he tried to lift her skirt to expose her ass, she stopped him. Carlos responded by putting his hand under his skirt from the front and fingering her clit and cunt over her thong. ---- When they took a break again, Carlos made Yashodhara down two tequila shots, and shortly she had lost even more of her inhibitions. When they went back to the dance floor next, she did not make any real effort to stop him when he lifted the back of her skirt and exposed her thong-clad ass to everyone. I guess this was the part I saw. She could also feel his erect cock through his pants rubbing against her crotch and this was turning her on, in addition to the knowledge that dozens of strangers could see her naked butt. she was getting very turned on by the situation and the cheers of the people around her.

A couple of minutes later, someone let out a wolf whistle and that embarrassed her a little, so she turned around and started grinding her ass against Carlos, feeling his erection rub against her. Carlos started massaging her boobs through her top. Then people started chanting show her tits, and Carlos asked if he should, but she refused, saying that was too much. He then started kissing her very passionately, and she kissed back. It was a long kiss and by the end of it, she was feeling really horny and naughty. So when Carlos asked her again if he could just flash her boobs for a second, she relented. 

I knew what happened next, but I didn't say anything. Yashodhara told me how the bouncer came over, stopped them and started yelling at Carlos. he demanded that they leave the club at once. He was the guy Eric was friends with and who had agreed to let Kristen in. So Eric joined the and started to calm the bouncer down, promising that he would ensure that nothing like that happened. The bouncer calmed down a little and said he would let them stay, but they were banned from the dance pit.

The four of them went towards the bar stools and sat there. But by now Carlos was really horny. He asked her again if they should go to his place and have sex, but she refused, saying that she couldn't do it unless Ramon was ok with it. Carlos kept pleading with her but she refused. Then he said, could she at least give him a blowjob in the bathroom? Kristen was listening to all this in surprise because this was the first she had heard of ramon and Yashodhara sleeping together. But she was even more horrified to hear Yashodhara say yes to blowing Carlos in the bathroom. She asked Yashodhara if she was sure about this or was too drunk. Yashodhara told Kristen not to worry, she was drunk, but not drunk enough to do something she didn't want. 

So Yashodhara and Carlos headed to the bathroom and Eric and Kristen agreed to stand guard outside to make sure the bouncer didn't catch them again. And that's what they were doing when I saw them standing outside the door. I could not see Yashodhara because by the time I went down there, she was already in the bathroom. Once they were in there, Carlos immediately took out his dick and shoves it into the mouth of Yashodhara as she sat on the toilet. Yashodhara sucked him skillfully and he had already been turned on by the night's events. So in barely two minutes, he started cumming in her mouth, a big load which she swallowed in one gulp. 

Carlos put his dick back in his pants and started zipping it when he saw Yashodhara take her thong off. He looked at her quizzically and she said she needed to pee, so he should go out and she'll join him later. So he came out, which I had seen him do and then Eric went in. Kristen told Yashodhara in the car why that happened. Eric was really turned on by Carlos and Yashodhara's horseplay and was trying to feel up Kristen. But Kristen, who was not drunk, kept resisting. As they stood guard outside the bathroom, Eric started getting even more jealous. He suggested that afterwards, the two of them should go into the bathroom and she should blow him. Kristen flatly refused, saying she was not the sort of girl who does that with a guy she has just met. Maybe a few dates, and she'd do anything for him. But nothing that night.

So Eric got upset and said that if she won't blow him, he'd ask Yashodhara to do it. That's when Carlos walked out, and told them it had been a great blowjob. Eric decided go try his luck and started walking in. Kristen out a hand on his shoulder to stop him and said if he went in, she would never go out with him. Eric shook her hand off saying that he'd much rather get a blowjob from an exotic and voluptuous Indian woman than waste his time running after a stick-thin blonde.

Yashodhara was just done peeing when Eric walked in and she was shocked to see him. He got a good look at her pussy, and said he'd been really attracted to her all night. Yashodhara was about to tell him to leave, when Eric unzipped his pants and took out his rapidly hardening dick. It was about as long as Ramon's, 8 inches or so and thick, but it was jet black in color. The sight of this new kind of a dick had a hypnotizing effect on Yashodhara and she just stared at it with her mouth open, unable to say anything.

Eric realized the effect he was having on her and immediately took the few steps to the toilet and inserted his dick in her open mouth. Yashodhara sucked on it obediently, very turned on at what she was doing. As she sucked on his dick, Eric, reached down with his big hands and started fingering her naked cunt skillfully. His big hard fingers sliding in and out of her cunt made Yashodhara lose any control she had left on the situation. She leaned back, taking his dick out of her mouth and started moaning as Eric's fingers sent waves of pleasure through her whole body.

It had been over three days since anything went up Yashodhara's cunt. She was aching to be fucked, and had really wanted to accept Carlos' invitation to go back to his apartment. But his being Ramon's cousin made her want to wait for Ramon's permission, But now Eric's finger had thrown any thoughts of Ramon out of her mind. Plus she was still very drunk. She wanted to be fucked, and looked at Eric with a hungry expression on her face.

Eric didn't need a degree in face-reading to realize what she wanted. He took his fingers out of her cunt, and pulled her up from the toilet holding her hand. Yashodhara complied and then yielded to the pressure from his hands as he turned her around and made her bend over and keep her hands on the wall. He rolled up her skirt and stared at her beautiful and perfectly shaped ass for a couple of seconds. He then penetrated her cunt in one swift motion and started fucking her hard as she held on to the wall for support. He humped her like a wild dog for about ten minutes, and then the both of them came together, Yashodhara's body convulsing as Eric shot his seed up her cunt. As Yashodhara's orgasm subsided, she felt satisfied and even a little excited that now she had been fucked by another ethnicity - black.

As they started getting dressed, Yashodhara realized that her thong which had been around her ankles had gotten dirty because of the wet bathroom floor. So she just threw it away and came out of the bathroom naked under her skirt. She walked out of the bathroom with Eric and joined Kristen and Carlos who were sitting at the table. Carlos smiled and asked Eric if he enjoyed Yashodhara's blowjob. Eric broke out into an even wider smile and said, he wouldn't know, because he didn't fuck her mouth, but her cunt, and held up his hand for a high five. Carlos however looked shocked and hurt and did not return his high five. 

Before Yashodhara could say something to him to calm him down, Kristen who was really disturbed at what was happening told her that I had called while she was in the bathroom and I was expecting her to return shortly. So they decided to leave. Kristen, disgusted at the guys for taking advantage of a drunk Yashodhara just stormed out without saying goodbye to anyone. Yashodhara said goodbye to Eric with a short kiss and was about to do the same to Carlos, but he looked away, still pissed off that she let Eric fuck her but not him. She and Eric exchanged cellphone numbers and he told her to call him if she ever wanted some more of it. Carlos was still sulking as she walked out and joined Kristen in the car. 

Yashodhara finished her narration and hugged me tightly and said she loved me a lot. I said I loved her too. We lay there like that in silence a few minutes, and then

"There's a little bit more." she said.

"What do you mean?" I asked.

"The reason why I woke up in the middle of the night, got turned on and came here, instead of waiting till the morning." she said.

"And why did you do it?"

"I got some messages from Eric a while back." she said.

"Text messages?" I asked.

"Among others." she said and then reached for her cellphone which she had kept next to the pillow. She clicked a few buttons and went to the message list. Put the phone in my hands and said, "Start with this message and keep going up."

The first message was a text message which said - "thx fr 2nite. mst do again. call me. here are some souvenrs." The second was a picture message. I watched in shock as it was a picture of Yashodhara, bent over with her hands on the wall with just her top on and her naked ass jutting out. her face was turned away and not visible, but it was obviously her. I opened the third message. It was a picture of a long hard black dick next to Yashodhara's naked white ass. I felt my dick starting to get hard again. 

The next message was also a picture, taken from the same angle as before, showing Yashodhara's ass at a close-up, except that the dick was now clearly penetrating her cunt. Then there was a pic he had probably taken holding it horizontally next to him, because it showed the two of them sideways, Yashodhara's naked body visible from her knee to her ass to halfway up her back and stomach. And Eric's waist hips and thighs, and a part of his dick still outside as the rest of it was buried in her cunt. 

The next pic was dark and hazy, but I could still make out that he had taken it by putting the phone under her stomach, because it showed her pussy mound, upper thighs and stretched out cunt lips with the dick in them. The next pic showed her top rolled up to her armpits, and her swinging boobs. It was an interesting and erotic picture, clicked at the instant when the fucking motion had made her boobs stretch forward.

And the final message, the hottest of the lot, was a one minute video clip. It started focused on her ass-cheeks jiggling as his dick pounded her cunt mercilessly. Two distinct sounds were audible - the loud thwacks of Eric's thighs and hips slapping against Yashodhara's ass, and Yashodhara's deep and loud moans of "oooh...ahhhhh...ooohhh...ahhhh". The view shifted to a long one as he zoomed out, and showed her whole body writhing and shaking as he fucked her hard at an enormous pace. He started fucking her even harder and I heard my wife say "oh fuck that is so good....oh yes, like that...keep fucking me like that Eric....keep fucking my indian cunt with your black dick..oh yesss". And the view zoomed back on her jiggling asscheeks as I heard his voice say in a very strong typical black accent "oh yeah, I'm gonna fuck your hot little curry cunt, my indian bitch. i love your booty too...love it.". And then the clip ended.

By now my dick was fully erect again and I was disappointed the pics and clip had ended. I looked at Yashodhara who looked very embarrassed.

"I had no idea when he took them. I was facing the wall the whole time." she said, sounded a little down.

"Well, your face isn't visible in any of them." I said.

"Yeah, I was thankful for the same thing." she said.

"And honestly, I am glad he took these. I loved watching them." I said.

"I thought you would." she said with a smile. 

"Well, now I want to fuck your hot little curry cunt." I said, and throwing the phone to one side, pulled her on top of me. And we fucked again. Fucked long and hard. Exchanging a lot of dirty words. And as I fucked her, I couldn't help but wonder what kinky erotic adventures lay ahead. As I fucked her and inserted a finger into her asshole, I thought about the possibilities of what she could and would do next.



Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 05



Here's a new definition of irony. Me, the man whose wife was going around fucking and sucking almost any young man who showed an interest in her, was relishing all the events and not feeling the slightest hint of jealousy, envy or possessiveness. On the other hand, those men who got to ravish my hot wife on whom they had no real claim, all got caught up in the petty throes of jealousy. The next week was full of events that made it seem like Yashodhara had stepped into the centre of some teen television drama series, and although I found it all very amusing, I could see that she was getting genuinely annoyed.

The first person to get ensnared by the green monster was Ramon. Having finally made up with his girlfriend after days of pleading and lying and falsely convincing her that he had not cheated on her, he found out about Saturday night from Carlos. When Yashodhara refused to fuck Carlos and just sucked him off instead, out of worry that it would piss off Ramon, she had been wildly underestimating the repercussions. Ramon was upset that she had even sucked him off. He was not upset about the act itself, but the fact that it was done in his absence and without his permission.

Ever since Ramon found that that he was only the second guy Yashodhara had ever slept with, he had started thinking of himself as some kind of a hotshot sexual mentor to her. He wanted her to expand her horizons by sleeping with other guys, having threesomes, and maybe even more. But he wanted to be the guy in charge. He was suddenly feeling all territorial about her. So when he came to know that she had been sucking off his cousin while he was busy making up with his girlfriend, it ticked him off.

As if her dalliance with Carlos was not bad enough, he was even more livid that she had slept with Eric. It turned out that Eric and Ramon not only knew each other, but hated each others guts. Ramon's girlfriend Juanita used to go out with Eric before they started going out. And she had left Eric for Ramon, a grudge that Eric still nursed. Eric and Juanita had however, still remained "good friends", and this never sat well with Ramon. He was sure that Eric was secretly trying to win back his ex-girlfriend by trying to convince her that Ramon wasn't right for her.

And now Yashodhara, his special exotic Indian conquest, had gone and fucked Eric. This not only gave Eric something to boast about when they met next, but it also meant that he know had specific information about who Ramon was cheating on Juanita with. Although Eric had not told Juanita about it yet, it was a trump card he held over Ramon. and Ramon was convinced that Eric would use it sooner rather than later. Ramon told all this to Yashodhara while he yelled at her and berated her for, ironically, being such a slut. He seemed so angry and ready to explode that Yashodhara, despite wanting to, did not talk back and just kept silent during his whole tirade.

Then there was Carlos. He was pissed off that although he had been so patient and gentlemanly to Yashodhara all the time, and made his apartment available for her and Ramon to secretly fuck in, she had spurned him. He could have understood if she had spurned him out of some loyalty to Ramon. But then right after refusing to fuck him, she had turned around and let Eric bang her. He sent her a few text messages expressing all this anger and when she tried calling him back, refused to answer her calls.

Carlos was also apparently pissed at his good friend Eric. According to him, Eric should have known from the events of that night that Carlos was pining for Yashodhara. And he should have been a loyal friend and waited before fucking her. Carlos had already let Eric go in the bathroom for a blowjob, after he got one. Eventually when he fucked Yashodhara, he would have shared her with him too. But Eric instead went ahead on his own and fucked her before he could, which caused a rift between them. 

Eric, although not as upset or angry as the other two guys, was being possessive himself. On Monday, he called up Yashodhara and asked her if she wanted to go out with him some time. Yashodhara answered she might... she told me she was looking forward to fucking him in more spacious and comfortable settings than a bar bathroom. But before making plans, Eric made it clear to her that they could only hook up if she agreed to break it off with Ramon. Yashodhara found that very presumptuous and refused.

In a week filled with all this mess, there was some good news. Yashodhara's car was finally delivered. She was thrilled because it now gave her newfound freedom. It did not matter that ramon was angry with her because she did not need him for rides any more. So when he ignored her, she ignored him back. For the whole week, it was as if they were two strangers. Yashodhara limited herself to hanging out with Kristen in college, and their friendship grew stronger. 

At college on Monday, Yashodhara sat Kristen down and told her everything honestly. Kristen was surprised to learn that I knew about everything and was okay with it. She was also surprised at how daring or even reckless Yashodhara had been and was now a part of some complicated sexual triangle...well...not even a triangle... maybe a polygon involving people almost a decade younger than her. Nevertheless, Kristen became a trusted friend and confidante and Yashodhara was actually happy to have someone else to talk to about the whole mess other than me.

Meanwhile, I was not too unhappy about the situation. The drama amused me, much to Yashodhara's chagrin. But the drama also meant no sex for her for a while from anyone except me. Although I was disappointed at this temporary halt in her adventures, it also meant that I had her all to myself. So everyday when I came home, I found my wife horny and ready to go at it as many times in the night as I could get it up.

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However, on Thursday after we finished fucking for the second time that night, Yashodhara was honest enough to admit to me that she was missing sex with others. I was great and she enjoyed our sex, but now that she had tasted the sample of sex with multiple partners, she felt like something was missing now that it had only been me for about 5 days. Her body was craving the company of some other men, and she readily admitted, bigger and thicker dicks. However, she still had her pride and said that she would not make the first move with Ramon, Carlos or Eric and it was up to them to get back with her.

On Friday, I had to go leave town for the weekend and attend a conference in Los Angeles. When I had booked my tickets a week or so back, Yashodhara was happily fucking Ramon, so when I asked if she'd like to come, she said no, that would have her a couple of days to spend with him if possible. Now, with all the men on outs with her, she wanted to come with me, but all the flights were booked. So it was a downcast Yashodhara, troubled by all the drama and the prospect of a lonely sex-less weekend, who dropped me off at the airport in her new car on Friday night. 

When I reached LA, it was midnight there, which meant it was 2 am in the Midwest. When I turned my phone on, I saw two voicemails waiting for me, both from Yashodhara. The first one was in a happy voice and said -

"Ajit!!! Great news!! Eric came to his senses. He called me up and apologized for being so possessive, and said he'd like to be in my life even if it meant sharing me with others. He wants me to go over to his place tonight, where he'll cook for me and then...hehe...you know. Anyway, I have to go get ready and drive over to his house. I'll talk to you later. Love you."

That sounded like good news. I was glad to hear that she was no longer morose and was happy. I was also looking forward to hearing updates from her about their night together. I then heard the second voicemail. In this one, she was whispering and she sounded drunk, sleepy, tired, but also somehow satiated.

"Ajiiiiiiiiiiiiiit. I love you so much honey so so much. Tonight has been so awesome. I wish you were here. I am calling you from the bathroom so have to whisper. Eric is just something else. He has just been...ohh god...I can not tell you how the orgasms were.... and the whole new thing he got me into. I cant describe it on the voicemail. I have to go back now...oh and also, if you call me after you land, I wont be able to answer the phone. I'll tell you later why. But just send me a text message so I know you landed safely. Love you." and the whispering ended.

I found that message very curious and confusing. But I was hoping that the next day, I would be able to get the whole account of her night in detail. I sent her a text message saying I reached safely and took a cab to my hotel, where I fell asleep almost immediately.

When I woke up the next morning, I saw two text messages from Yashodhara. "gud to kno u reachd safe. i luv u." and "gonna spend the day wt eric. hav a gud conf." I couldn't think much about that though, because I had to get ready and go to the conference. The whole day was spent in talks, lectures and networking sessions. I tried calling Yashodhara in between a couple of times, but she didn't answer. Instead sent me short text messages saying she was having a great time.

At night I had to go out for dinner and drinks with a few conference delegates and by the time I got back to my room, it was almost midnight. I went to bed right away. And overslept in the morning, which meant I had to go back to the conference floor without asking Yashodhara about her time with Eric. I did get a couple of text messages from Yashodhara saying she could not wait to tell me everything in great detail and I would be surprised to learn what all she had done. 

Sunday night, after the conference wrapped up, I was on my way to my hotel room when I called up Yashodhara. I was now finally free and could not wait to hear everything in great detail. The phone rang for a while before she finally answered.

"Hi honey, I am free." I said happily.

"I am glad to hear that, Ajit." Yashodhara answered in her cold voice that she uses only when she is very angry. "But I have a couple of little kids to deal with here."

"What? You're babysitting?" I asked.

"No. Don't be silly. These two kids I am with - Eric and Ramon. Two stupid stupid kids who think that just because they have big dicks, they have the right to do whatever they want." and then she said loudly, "See you two babies? I am telling my husband about your dicks and he is not asking me for a divorce yet."

"Yashodhara, what the hell is going on?" I asked, really confused.

"Ajit, when was the last time you checked your official company email?" she asked.

"After lunch, why?" I answered.

"Go check it and you'll see what's going on and why I am so angry at these two dicks. Meanwhile, I still have to give them hell for their stupidity. One dick thinks that he has to right to secretly videotape everything he wants and use it as a bargaining chip. And the other dick things the best way to get back at someone is to try and hurt someone completely innocent." Yashodhara said.

"What???" I asked.

"Just go to your room and check your email. I'll talk to you later." she said and abruptly hung up.

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I almost ran to my room and rushed to my laptop which had my company inbox open. I saw a bunch of emails from colleagues and clients and scrolled down until I saw it. Sender - Ramon Reyes. Subject - Fw: Who da man now? 

I clicked on the email and it read -

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Mr. Ajjeet

Hope you don't mind me mailing you. Got your id from your company website. I think you need to know some realities about your wife and what a lying cheating whore she is. she has been fucking around behind your back and you don't know it. If you don't believe me see the links in the email below.

Ramon

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Below it was a forwarded email from Eric Jackson to Ramon

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Hey Ramon

Check these links. Who ad man now?

Eric

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And then there were a bunch of links to URLs from a video sharing website. I clicked open the first one.

The camera showed a simple living room captured through what seemed like a camcorder kept in a corner. A couple of couches were visible as was the front door. Sitting on a couch was a tall lean and handsome black man who I guessed to be Eric. A few seconds went by and the doorbell rang.

"I'll get it." Eric yelled out, got up and came close to the camera. He brought his face very close to it and said, "Hey Ramon, wait till you see who walks in that door."

Then he went and opened the door. And there was Yashodhara, standing there in her woolen coat, boots, gloves and a woolen cap.

"Come on in. Found the place easily?" Ramon said letting her in.

"Yes, it was no problem. But it's snowing so hard outside." Yashodhara said taking off her gloves and coat. Underneath, she was dressed in a denim skirt and a sweater. She looked, as always, astonishingly hot.

"Yeah, the weather's a bitch." he said, taking her coat, gloves and cap and putting them on a stand. He then put his arm around her and led her to the couch saying, "I am so glad you came. trust me, this is a night you will not forget."

"Hehe, anything will better than the bar bathroom, Eric." Yashodhara said, sitting next to him on the couch and in her arms. The contrast of her petite white-skinned body next to his tall black self seemed all the more stark as he hugged her.

"Now, do you want something to drink? How about a margarita? There's some in the kitchen." Eric said.

"Sure, that sounds good. Should I go get us some?" Yashodhara asked, starting to get up, but Eric pulled her back down and said, 

"No need for that." he then yelled, "Jojo! Get us two margaritas you bitch!"

Yashodhara sounded as surprised as I was to learn that there was someone else in the house. 

"Yes, Master." said a female voice on the distance.

"Who's Jojo? And why is she calling you master?" Yashodhara asked. 

"You'll see." Eric said with a wry smile.

In a few seconds, Jojo appeared on the screen carrying a tray, and I almost flew off my seat. Jojo was a tall hispanic-looking woman with striking features and a very voluptuous body. She was at least 5 ft 10, if not taller. A beautiful olive-skinned face with a body to match. And she had a big build. Not fat, because there was no flabbiness anywhere. Just wide shoulders, wide hips, long muscular legs and huge massive boobs, easily size DD, with big pointy nipples. 

I knew how the nipples were because I could see them. No, she was not naked, but everything vital was on display. She was wearing a black leather teddy, made up of straps rather than a contiguous material. There was a gap for the boobs to hang out, and the teddy was also crotchless. Her shaved pussy was visible through a triangular hole in the teddy. And she turned, I saw that the back only had a few leather straps and her ass was completely naked. 

Apart from that, she was wearing back leather boots, much like Yashodhara's, and in her neck, she wore a black studded collar with a leash hanging from it. On her face, she was wearing dark make-up with a black lipstick, which matched well with her jet black hair, and gave her a very gothic look.

"Your margarita, Ma'am". she bent down and brought the tray in front of a shocked Yashodhara, who was staring at her with her mouth agape. Yashodhara absent mindedly took a margarita, and then looked away, not wanting to stare too much.

"For you, Master." Jojo said to Eric and he took his glass.

"Good job, Jojo. Come, sit next to me." Eric said. 

Jojo kept the tray on the coffee table, and walked behind the couch. I was surprised, like Yashodhara seemed to be too, when Jojo, instead of sitting in the empty space on the couch next to Eric, sat down on the floor on bent knees. Eric looked at her approvingly, put his hand on her head and said,

"Nice bitch. isn't she a nice bitch, Yoyo?" he turned towards Yashodhara.

"Yoyo?" Yashodhara on the screen and I sitting in the room said at the same time in a similar tone of voice.

"Yes, I'd like to call you Yoyo. Jojo, meet Yoyo. Yoyo, meet Jojo.' he said.

"Good evening, Yoyo." Jojo said in a deferential voice.

"Okay what the fuck is this, Eric?" Yashodhara said, getting off the couch and putting her margarita glass on the table. 

"Here's what the fuck it is. Jojo here is my sex slave. For a couple of days. She does whatever I tell her to, wears what I tell her to, and fucks whenever I tell her to. And then Sunday morning, she takes off her slave uniform, puts on her regular clothes, and goes back to her regular life." Eric explained.

"Are you blackmailing her or something?" Yashodhara asked.

"Haha, not at all. She does it because she enjoys being a slave. Don't you, Jojo?" 

"Yes, Master. I love being your slave." Jojo replied.

"She enjoys it because she is a natural submissive. She craves to be dominated sexually. She gets sexual pleasure out of being my slave. And from what I saw of you that night in the bar, you enjoy being dominated too." Eric said.

"What nonsense." Yashodhara said, but not in a very convincing tone of voice. 

"I know a submissive when I see one.... and fuck one. So here's the deal. If you want to be with me tonight and maybe even tomorrow, you have to become Yoyo, my other slave. Do what I say without answering back or protesting. And I promise you that you, me and Jojo here will have a great time together." Eric said.

"You're insane!" Yashodhara said and then looking at Jojo said, "and you're insane. Both of you. This is way too creepy for me. I am leaving."

And Yashodhara started walking to the door.

"Sure, go ahead and leave if you want. No one's got a gun to your head. The best submissives are the ones who voluntarily submit. Like Jojo here." Eric said. "make sure you lock the door on the way out."

Yashodhara went to the stand and took her coat and cap from it. As she was doing that, Eric got up and stretched his arms. Then he reached for the leash, held it in his hand and yanked it hard saying,

"Get off the floor, you bitch."

Jojo got off the floor at once. He then pushed her towards the couch, and she feel forward. Her knees were on the couch, her stomach was against the backrest and her face and boobs were hanging over the top of the backrest. Eric spanked her ass really hard a couple of times and that big naked ass jiggled like jello. Eric then started walking towards Yashodhara who had frozen like a statue in the middle of putting her coat on.

The look on her face showed that she was worried Eric would manhandle her too. But instead he ignored her presence, walked to a cabinet next to her, opened a drawer and took out what looked like handcuffs with leather loops. Without a word to Yashodhara, he turned around, and strode to the couch. Once there, he roughly grabbed both of Jojo's hand, pulled them behind her back and cuffed them together. Without her elbows supporting her, Jojo's body fell forward, and there was a small thump as her stomach hit the backrest hard. Her huge boobs swayed back and forth like a pendulum.

Yashodhara stared as Eric then got on his knees sideways on the couch next to Jojo. He raised his right hand, looked towards Yashodhara, smiled and brought it down really hard. There was a loud smack as Eric's big strong palm spanked Jojo's substantial ass, and Jojo let out a yelp. he then spanked the other ass cheek, producing another loud smack and yelp. He kept spanking her ass cheeks one after the other, harder and harder, until all that was heard was smacks and yelps. 

After a minute or so he stopped, and there were red palm prints on both of Jojo's asscheeks. She seemed to be sobbing softly with the pain. Eric then got off the couch stood behind her and roughly inserted two fingers into her cunt which seemed to be wet. Jojo really was enjoying this. He then pushed his thumb against her asshole and it effortlessly slid in, and soon he was grabbing her crotch by the two holes like someone holds a bowling ball.




Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 05



"You want to be fucked, bitch?" he yelled.

"Yes please, master." Jojo cried out.

"You sure you want to be fucked?" 

"Yes please, master."

With his other hand he unbuckled his pants and brought out his big erect black dick.

"Which hole do you want me to fuck you in, bitch?" he asked.

"Whichever you wish, master." Jojo whined.

"Good answer, slave. Hmm...which hole do I fuck?" he said, pretending to think. And then taking his fingers out of her holes said, "I know...neither. Instead.." he said and walked around the couch until he was in front of her, "..I am gonna fuck this hole."

Very roughly, he shoved his whole dick into Jojo's mouth. It must have hit the back of her throat, because she started making gagging noises. But Eric ignored them, grabbed her hair with both his hands and started humping her mouth really hard, his dick sliding in and out of her mouth. Jojo made short gagging noises in the rhythm with which the cock was fucking her mouth.

Meanwhile, Yashodhara had been watching this whole spectacle with an amazed and slightly aroused look on her face. There was no denying it. What had seemed creepy to her a while back was now turning her on. With her coat still in her hands, she walked towards the two of them, as if being pulled by a magnet. She came to a halt a couple of feet away from the couch, and stared at the rough way in which Eric was fucking Jojo's mouth. Ad she didn't even realize when she dropped her coat on the floor.

If Eric noticed Yashodhara, he didn't give any indication of it. He kept fucking Jojo's mouth mercilessly for a minute or so and then finally took a break by pulling it out. Jojo gasped loudly when her mouth was emptied and exhaled visibly, her breasts heaving a few times. She looked at Yashodhara and gave her an understanding smile.

But that didn't go down well with Eric. He slapped her hard across the face, the sound of which rang through the room, and made Yashodhara take a step back in surprise.

"Who the fuck told you to look at her and smile, you bitch?" he yelled and slapped her once more.

Tears streamed down Jojo's face as she looked up at Eric with a wild expression on her face. Eric responded by shoving his dick back in her throat and started face-fucking her. The face-fucking continued for a couple more minutes, and then Eric took his dick out. He grabbed Jojo's hair, and holding it in one hand walked around the couch. Jojo's torso moved 90 degrees from facing the back of the couch to facing the side away from Yashodhara.

He then let go of his grip and Jojo's face and shoulders fell on the couch with a thud. She was now on the couch on her knees and shoulders, her big ass jutting upwards. Meanwhile Eric took off his shirt, pant and underwear and got fully naked, revealing a muscular well-defined body. He threw a quick glimpse in Yashodhara's direction who was now standing there looking positively horny. 

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He then got on the couch on his knees behind Jojo's ass, and put the tip of his dick at her sopping wet cunt lips. Jojo's body shuddered in anticipation of the penetration, but she kept waiting for a few seconds as it didn't happen. Eric stayed still, his dick at her cunt lips and said,

"You know what to do, bitch."

Jojo inhaled deeply and said,

"Please Master. Please fuck me. I beg you. I truly beg you to fuck me. Please. Have mercy on me and fuck me." 

Yashodhara let out a gasp and covered his mouth with her hands as she watched with wide eyes Jojo wiggle her butt and beg Eric to fuck her.

"And why should I have mercy on you, bitch?"

"Please Master. I beg you. I beg you." she wailed.

Eric smiled and then slowly started penetrating her cunt. Jojo let out a small cry of relief that stretched out as inch by inch Eric's dick penetrated her. In a few seconds, his dick was completely buried inside her cunt. He then took it out like that gradually all the way and started inserting it again, slowly. Jojo was now making guttural noises like an animal, enjoying the slow fucking she was getting.

All this had by now gotten too much for Yashodhara. She plonked herself on the cushioned chair arranged perpendicular to the couch. She put her hands on her knees and kept watching Eric fuck Jojo slowly. The lust on her face was self-evident and Eric looked at her and smiled, confident that she had taken his bait. Yashodhara looked at Eric's and smiled weakly and then turned her gaze towards the writhing grunting body of Jojo.

And I could see why Yashodhara was so entranced. Just watching it on the screen, I was incredibly turned on at the sight of Jojo's tall busty well built body, clad in the skimpiest of leather teddies, kneeling with her head on the couch. And Eric's well toned body slowly slapping into hers and his huge dick slid in and out of her cunt. Yashodhara was getting to watch all this live, in 3 dimensions, just a couple of feet away from her.

Eric then shifted to a higher gear and sped up a bit. Not too hard, like I had seen him pummel Yashodhara in that clip on the phone. But fast enough. The gradual increase in pace caused a gradual increase in Jojo's moans too, and they became more high pitched. Her plump ass cheeks kept jiggling every time Eric's hips slammed into them. 

Yashodhara also shifted to a higher gear. Until now she had been shifting and fidgeting in the chair. Finally she could not take it any more. She pulled her denim skirt up until it was bunched around her waist, revealing that she was wearing a thong again. Her hand went down and slid the fabric of the thong to one side, and her fingers started working on her clit at once. She let out a big sigh of relief as she was able to pleasure herself after exercising self-control for such a long time.

Eric watched all this triumphantly and suddenly went from second gear to overdrive, hammering Jojo's cunt so rapidly that this thighs were a blur on the screen. Jojo started howling with pleasure as he did that and Yashodhara, as if to match their pace, started moving her fingers on her clit rapidly as well. Eric's mach speed hammering finally had the effect it was bound to have and Jojo started shaking and shivering and her howls got really piercing. She was clearly having an orgasm. 

Watching Jojo made Yashodhara hit her peak as well, and soon she also started moaning loudly, her voice mixing with Jojo's. Jojo's body raised itself off the couch a couple of times and crashed down with a bang as her orgasm washed over her, and Yashodhara had by now slid down the couch so much that her whole ass was suspended in the air. The two of seemed to climax at around the same time and Eric watched with an accomplished grin as he brought two women to orgasm simultaneously, without even touching one of them, even as he himself had not cum.

In a few seconds, both Jojo and Yashodhara came down to earth and their howls now turned into short soft moans as their bodies felt the receding after effects of their respective orgasms. 

"Thank you, master." Jojo said in almost a whisper as Eric pulled out his cock from her cunt and stretched back. It was still fully erect, and it was confirmed that he had not cum. "Thank you, thank you....finally. Oh god, finally!" Jojo exclaimed and started crying and laughing at the same time as if in relief.

Eric got off the couch and stared at Yashodhara, who stared back at him with glazed eyes. He smiled and got down on his knees in front of her. Half her body was already off the couch. He put his big hands under her ass cheeks and lifted her up, so her cunt was just a couple of inches away from his hard cock. Yashodhara smiled in anticipation as Eric slowly advanced his dick towards her pussy. As the tip of his dick touched the entrance of her cunt, she inhaled and braced for his entrance.

Instead Eric backed away and took his hands out from under her ass, making it hit the floor with a soft thud. He got up, and by now the smile on his face had been replaced with a stern look.

"You think it would be so easy? I told you. If you want to get fucked, you have to be my slave. You have to be my Yoyo." he said.

"Fine. I am your slave. I am your Yoyo. Fuck me now." Yashodhara almost screamed impatiently, pulling herself up on the chair.

"Not so fast, Yoyo, not so fast. You don't just become a slave by saying it." Eric said and got back on the couch on his knees and behind Jojo who was still whimpering softly. 

"Then what do I have to do?" Yashodhara said in high voice.

"You can start by losing that demanding attitude you have. Be more like Jojo here. Deferential." he said as he inserted his dick into Jojo's cunt and started fucking her again. Yashodhara stayed silent and looked at him angrily, as if debating if she should just walk out right away. But she stayed there, a picture of contrasts. Her face wore an angry self-respecting look. Her top was still the way it was. But the waist is where the contrast started. Her skirt gathered around it in a bunch. Her thong displaced, her wet cunt in full view and her legs spread apart and suspended in the air as if placed on invisible stirrups.

As Eric fucked Jojo again and started getting her worked up, Yashodhara's attitude started melting away. The look on her face got softer as she watched the two of them go at it. Eric seemed to have an amazing stamina and continued to pound Jojo like a madman for a full fifteen minutes until finally he started cumming. Jojo had already orgasmed twice more by then and Yashodhara had fingered herself to climax once more. 

By the time Eric finished filling Jojo up with his seed, both ladies were a sight to see. Jojo was almost semi-conscious because of the multiple orgasms and Yashodhara's face held the hunger of a bitch in heat, but the pliability of a bunny rabbit. Eric took his dick out of Jojo and it made a short plop sound and the cum started oozing down her thighs. He then looked at Yashodhara and said,

"You sure you wanna do this too?"

"Yes." she said hoarsely.

"Yes what?" Eric asked in a stern voice. Yashodhara looked confused for a second before realization hit her.

"Yes, Master." she croaked.

"Hmmm. This is your first mistake, so I am letting you off with a warning. But from now on if you don't address me properly, there will be hell to pay. Get it....Yoyo?" Eric asked.

"Yes, Master." she said.

"Good. Now, first things first. Get completely naked. Even those boots. I want them off." Eric said and right away, Yashodhara started taking her clothes off, starting with her skirt. "I am going to get your uniform from inside. But meanwhile, I want you to get started on your first task."

"Yes, Master?" Yashodhara, who had already gotten naked from waist down, asked as she started taking her top off. 

"Your first task is to clean her cunt up completely." Eric said pointing towards Jojo. "Using your mouth only. No hands. Lick the juices off her thighs, off her pussy lips and from inside her cunt by putting your tongue in it."

Yashodhara's face broke out into a grimace in disgust at the idea of what she was being asked to do. 

"And that's another thing. Stop making faces when I give you orders. If I give you an order as your master, you should be happy to carry it out. The next time you make a face like there's a bug in your food, I swear to god, you will regret it. Now get to it." Eric scolded her and headed inside.

Yashodhara took off her boots and reluctantly got on the couch behind Jojo's kneeling body and looked at the overflowing cunt doubtfully. Jojo waited until Eric had left the room completely and then said to Yashodhara,

"Don't worry Yoyo, it'll get better."

Yashodhara let out a sarcastic snigger and said,

"Yeah right." She then started licking the cum off Jojo's thighs.

"No, trust me. You'll get used to it. I was like you in the beginning too. Doubtful, disobedient. But as time passes, you get into the groove and it starts making you hot. oooh...that feels nice" Jojo said the last part because now Yashodhara was inserting her tongue inside the cunt to get the cum out. She moaned a bit until Yashodhara was done cleaning, and basically eating all the cum, and then said,

"You're very pretty, by the way. Really nice and petite, but still a nice rack." 

"Thank you. You're very sexy too. I wish I were tall like you." Yashodhara replied.

"Tall, short don't matter to Eric, honey. All he likes is the booty. Grab-able booties like yours and mine. If the booty is nice, fleshy and round, he'd fuck a midget too." Jojo said and started laughing. Yashodhara joined in.

"Nice accent, by the way. Where ya from, Pakistan?" Jojo asked.

"No, India." Yashodhara said.

"Oh of course, India. And what's your real name, Yoyo?" she asked.

"Yashodhara." 

"Damn, that's a mouthful. I'll just stick to Yoyo. My name ain't Jojo. It is..." she said but was interrupted by Eric's yelling.

"Who the fuck told you two bitches you could chatter and gossip away like two old maids?" he said.

"Sorry Master" Jojo said, and Yashodhara repeated the same right away.

"You two bitches wanna run your tongues so much? I'll find a good use for them. But first.." Eric said and handed the garb to Yashodhara. "Here's your uniform. Put it on."

My naked wife obediently started completing the formalities of becoming Eric's slave. She first took the teddy, which when folded could have fit into her fist. It was identical to Jojo's in design and shape, except that it was bright red. But apart from the color, everything else was the same. As she put it on, her boobs jutted out of the two holes for them, and her shaved cunt and ass were completely visible. Next she took the boots, also a matching bright red, sat down on the chair and put them on. 

Finally she reached for the red studded collar and was about to put it on when Eric stopped her.

"You don't do that. I do that. I will collar you, thus making you my slave." he said taking it from her hand. "But remember, once the collar is on, until I take it off, you are my completely slave. You have to follow my every order or else I'll slap you around if I have to. Are you sure you want to be collared by me?"

"Yes, Master. Please collar me, Master." Yashodhara said.

"Alright then." Eric said and wrapped the collar around her neck and buttoned it. It also had a leash like Jojo's except of course, red in color. "Great. My two lovely slaves. Jojo and Yoyo."

He then took a step towards the couch and opened Jojo's handcuffs. She got up and stretched her hands and stood there next to Yashodhara, looking almost like an Amazon. Eric took both their leashes in his hand, smiled and then yanked them downwards. The two slaves immediately fell to their hands and knees.

"Come along, my bitches." Eric said, dragging the leashes making the two of them crawl around the couch and behind him. "Let's start playing."

And the final shot of the scene had the two unmatched asses, Yashodhara's shapely substantial, and Jojo's shapely and massive, jiggled softly as the knees behind them moved to take them away out of the camera's view. The last thing I saw were their boots, red and black, sliding away.

I sat there, as the clip ended and realized that I had cum all over my shirt without even realizing it. What I saw there, involving my wife, was hotter than any porno I had ever seen. No wonder she was so excited about the whole thing. I got some napkins and cleaned my semen off my clothes and clicked on the second link.



Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 06



The next clip was not very long. It started in a bedroom, with a big kingsize bed with a lot of wooden bars in the frames at the top and bottom. Jojo and Yashodhara were both handcuffed to the bars, and were on their knees. Eric was kneeling behind them with a small paddle in his hand, and was smacking their asses with it one by one. He was doing it pretty hard, because both his slaves were yelping pretty loudly when a shot landed, and their asses were red. The redness of Yashodhara's ass was particular remarkable, because of her whiter skin tone and also because she was wearing red. As I paid closer attention to their yelps, I realized that Eric was smacking Jojo a lot harder than he was Yashodhara. But the bigger woman seemed to be able to take it. And then the clip ended.

The third clip started from the same angle with both ladies in the same position. The redness of their asses had faded away a little, which indicated that it had been some time since the last clip was shot. Eric came into the picture, wearing just jeans and got on his knees between their asses. He then put his two hands up, and folded all fingers except for the index finger on both hands, looking like a cricket umpire about to signal six. He then looked at the camera and winked.

And then he started fingering the clits of both women using one finger for each. They had been silent so far, but both of them started moaning and squirming. In a couple of minutes, he made both of them climax once each and the two of them were shaking their butts like they were desperate to get out of the bondage. But Eric mercilessly kept going, bringing both of them to orgasm after orgasm. Both of them were howling for him to stop, begging him to stop. But by the time he stopped, it had been fifteen minutes and both of them were on the verge of passing out. And the clip ended.

The fourth clip was one of my favorites. Jojo was sitting, legs folded, yoga style, nodding at something Eric was saying that I could not hear. Then Yashodhara came into the picture, and sat down in Jojo's lap, facing her, and stretching her legs out behind Jojo. The two of them stared at each other uncertainly for a few seconds, when I heard Eric yell,

"Get on with it, bitches!" 

And the bitches got on with it. They started kissing each other. And not just pecks, but proper lip-to-lip lingering kisses with their tongues playing with each other. I found that whole clip extremely hot. I had often fantasized about seeing Yashodhara with another woman. But even after our recent experiments, she had refused to entertain the idea, saying it seemed "yucky". And here she was, obviously loving the way Jojo was kissing her. When the clip ended ten minutes later, one look at both their faces made a fact clear. Jojo was not really turned on by what she had done, although she had played her part perfectly. But Yashodhara was turned on beyond belief, as I could see from the way had that familiar look. When they got done kissing, she just breathed heavily and stared at Jojo for a while before Eric yelled at them to get up.

The next clip turned me on and disturbed me. Or rather, I was disturbed by how much it turned me on. Because it was the first look at my wife being subjected to hardcore BDSM. Until then she had just been handcuffed or hit on her ass, which is really no big deal, given how fleshy her ass is. But this one was wild. The clip started with Jojo turning Yashodhara on to her front and then putting her knee on her back. She then told Yashodhara to bend her legs in the knee as far as she could, which she did. Jojo then took a thick rope and tied it around each leg tightly. She then took both of Yashodhara's hands and pulled them towards the feet really hard making her arch her back as much as she could. Holding the hands there, she used the end of the same rope that tied her feet to tie her hands tightly right next to the feet.

Yashodhara's body was completely stretched arched in a D shape, with her hands and shins forming the straight line and her thighs and torso forming the curved part. Her big firm boobs were spread apart and jutting out. The discomfort was clearly visible on her face, but I also noticed that her nipples were erect, which meant she was getting pleasure out of this. Jojo then got off her back and sat next to her side. Eric then entered the picture, fully naked, with his dick fully erect. He grabbed hold of Yashodhara's hair and roughly yanked it upwards, so that her head was touching her back and her face looking at him. 

He then slapped her across both cheeks one by one a few times really hard, and I saw tears well up in her eyes. His fingers left their red marks on her face. Eric then got on his knees in front of Yashodhara and roughly inserted his cock into her mouth. She started making gagging noises like Jojo had been in the first clip when Eric did the same to her. But Eric kept fucking her mouth fast and hard, and I was convinced that part of his dick was sliding up and down my petite wife's throat. After about half a minute, he took his dick out and Yashodhara started coughing and retching, and gasping for air. As she did that, he slapped her again a couple of times.

"Want more, bitch?" he asked sternly, and I was shocked as my wife said,

"Yes, master. More, master." in an unrecognizably lustful voice. She was clearly enjoying this, and honestly, so was I. I knew that it turned me on to see another man fuck my wife, but I had no idea that her being abused would also get me horny.

I watched with my dick erect again as Eric shoved his dick down her throat again and fucked it mercilessly for a minute more. Yashodhara kept making the gagging noises, but there were also moans of pleasure in between. Eric then made a gesture to Jojo who had been watching all this with fire-filled eyes. She must have had this experience herself and was excited to see someone else put through it. 

Jojo got up and reached above her head to pull down another rope which was apparently hanging from the roof. It had a carabineer at the end and although I could not see the roof, the way she stretched the rope, I guessed there was some sort of a pulley mechanism at the other end. Jojo took the carabineer and snapped it into the rope around Yashodhara's hands. She then pulled the carabineer hard to make sure it was shut and said meekly,

"It's done, master."

Eric got off the bed and disappeared from view. Then I heard a squeaking noise and saw the rope from the roof pulling Yashodhara up by the hands. Her boobs were lifted from the bed, then her stomach, then her crotch and thighs until she was arched straight like an actual D, with just her knees resting on the bed. Yashodhara started whining in pain, but not too loudly. Eric got back on the bed and stood in front of her. He then grabbed hold of her head with her hair and shoved his dick into her mouth once more. Because she was hoisted straight, she could not take his huge dick down her throat and half of it stayed out even when he pushed it in the most. This time, he fucked her mouth longer, maybe 2 minutes or so. 

This time when he took his dick out, Yashodhara started coughing again and I could see tears streaming down her cheeks. Eric bent down, grabbed her face with one hand and started kissing her hard. To my surprise, she kissed back enthusiastically, and when they broke the kiss, there was a loud smooching sound followed by an "ahhhh" from Yashodhara.

Eric disappeared from the view again, and the squeaking noise started once more. Yashodhara's body was lowered back on to the bed and I thought it was over when Jojo took the carabineer off. But instead of letting it go she moved to the back and snapped it on the portion of the rope between Yashodhara's feet. And the squeaking noise started again as Yashodhara's body started getting hoisted once more, this time upside down. This time, Eric cranked the pulley more than earlier, so her whole body was lifted off the bed, and was left hanging and swaying a couple of feet above it. This time because she was suspended in the air, Yashodhara's body was hanging at a weird angle, kinda like a D tilted forward at 45 degrees. Which meant her face was facing the bed and her boobs were hanging downwards, towards her neck.

I was curious to see how Eric would fuck her mouth at this angle. But when he got back on the bed, it was clear that he had no intention of doing that. Instead, he started slapping her on her pussy really hard, and Yashodhara started yelping in pain. Eric made a gesture to Jojo who got down on her knees, bent in the waist and moved her head forwards and upwards until her mouth was just under Yashodhara's nipples. She then started biting the nipples really hard, making Yashodhara howl even more. Meanwhile, Eric continued slapping her pussy. 

This went on for a minute or so until Yashodhara's crying got really plaintive, and Jojo stopped biting her nipples, stared at her crying face and said in a very stern and unrecognizable voice,

"Eric, that's enough! Bring her down at once!"

Eric recognized the urgent tone of her voice and immediately jumped off the bed, and soon Yashodhara's body started being lowered. Jojo immediately took the carabineer off and started untying Yashodhara's hands and feet. After she was untied, Yashodhara kept her hands on her pussy and kept bawling like an uncontrollable baby. Jojo lied down and hugged her softly, keeping Yashodhara's head on her own big boobs and said,

"There there. It'll be OK. Now we know your threshold, and I promise, it'll never ever get to that."

As Yashodhara lay there, looking like a child in the arms of the much bigger woman, Eric slowly advanced towards the camera, looked back to make sure they weren't looking, and then brought his face really close to the lens and said,

"Hey Ramon, they seem to be getting along really well." and then he winked. And that's where the clip ended.

The next clip was the most bondage-free clip of them all. No cuffing or pain, except for some mild spanking. It was also the hottest one so far. It started with both Yashodhara and Jojo on their knees on the bed in front of Eric. Yashodhara seemed to have come back to normal and maybe even washed her face because there were no signs of tear streaks on her face. Jojo caught her hair and gently guided her open mouth towards Eric's erect dick. This time he stayed still, and did not fuck her mouth. Instead, Yashodhara started sucking his tool, using her skillful technique, which brought a grunt out of Eric's throat. After a minute or so, Yashodhara took it out of her mouth and put it into Jojo's who started slurping at it hungrily.

After a few minutes of the two ladies alternately sucking his dick, Eric got down on his knees in front of them and hugged them both together in one embrace. He then let go of Jojo and focused on Yashodhara, kissing her softly and passionately. As they kissed, he slowly pushed her to the bed on her back and got on top of her. He then got between her legs and very slowly, penetrated her cunt with his dick.

"Oh God Yessssss!" Yashodhara almost screamed in delight. "Finally!!! Thank you, master!" 

Eric smiled and started fucking her gently, as he started playing with her boobs. Jojo moved next to them and started kissing Yashodhara who kissed back hungrily. She also kept moaning in pleasure as Eric increased his speed and started fucking her faster. But just as her moans got deeper, Eric took his dick out, and pulled Jojo towards him. He made her lay down right next to Yashodhara, their asses touching and starting fucking Jojo's cunt. 

Yashodhara's played with herself lying down as Eric kept fucking Jojo right next to her. He then pulled out and started fucking Yashodhara again and then Jojo started playing with herself. After fucking for Yashodhara for a while more he took his dick out, moved back a little and spanked both the ladies on the sides of their hips. 

"Get on all fours like the bitches you are." he ordered and spanked them again.

Yashodhara and Jojo both giggled as they rolled over, grabbing on to each others hands for support. They then got on their hands and knees right next to each other and spread their knees wide. The sight was very erotic. Two beautiful asses, one bigger and browner than the other, thrust backwards. Below the asscrack, two wet shaved pussies. I envied Eric as he spent a few minutes spanking them both and fingering their cunts as both of them started moaning.

Then he started fucking Jojo from the back, doggy style. With one hand, he grabbed her hips as her thrust into her. And with the fingers of his other hand, he started playing with Yashodhara's cunt. Both the slaves were enjoying their master paying attention to their cunts simultaneously and were moaning and grunting loudly.

"Kiss each other." Eric ordered, and the two complied, turning their faces towards each other and starting to kiss very sloppily and sexily. As the two kept kissing, Eric changed his position and was now fucking Yashodhara and fingering Jojo. He was hammering Yashodhara a lot harder and faster than he did Jojo, and the speed and Yashodhara's muffled yelps reminded me of their clip in the bathroom that I had seen on her phone.

After fucking Yashodhara exclusively for five minutes, Eric withdrew. He got off the bed and announced that he was going to get some rope. The ladies stayed like that, on their knees, kissing hungrily and their asses sticking out. Then Yashodhara took one hand off the bed and stretched it backwards, reaching for Jojo's ass. She fondled the ass for a few seconds and then ran her finger down the ass crack until she was at Jojo's cunt. She then put her fingers inside Jojo's cunt and started fucking it. Jojo let out a pleased moan, took her hand to the back and started doing the same to Yashodhara's cunt.

When Eric came back, he seemed a little surprised and delighted at the hot scene that awaited him, of the two women on their knees, kissing each other and fingering each other. He just stayed like that, with pieces of rope in his hand, watching them for a few minutes, drinking in the erotic sight. I couldn't blame him. There are few things kinkier than watching two hot women on all fours like bitches, wearing contrasting leather teddies and boots, pleasuring each other, with their lips as well as fingers at the same time.

Eric then approached them standing on the bed. He bent down and grabbed Yashodhara by the waist. She let out a small yelp as he effortlessly picked her up and held her in the air for a couple of seconds. She looked like a little puppy being picked up by its side, with all her limbs hanging downwards. Eric then moved her in the air towards Jojo and gently placed her on Jojo's back. Yashodhara's boobs mashed against Jojo's shoulderblades and her face rested against the back of Jojo's head. 

But even hotter was how it looked lower down. Because Yashodhara was a lot shorter than Jojo, he ass ended where Jojo's started, and her thighs came down in front of Jojo's too. It was a sexy looking double stack of asses, legs and cunts. Picture how it would have looked from the back, from Eric's perspective. Yashodhara's lovely buttcheeks, below that her sopping shaved cunt, then Jojo's big butt and her bald cunt. 

Yashodhara was having a little trouble staying balanced like that and kept squirming from side to side trying to find a stable position. And then I realized the purpose for the ropes. To hold this ass-cunt club sandwich together. Eric had four pieces of rope in his hand. He used each of them to tie together each of Jojo's and Yashodhara's limbs. Now their right hands were tied together, right legs, and so on. When Eric got done with the ropes, Yashodhara seemed to be perfectly fixed on top of Jojo and their asses and cunts were stationary.

Eric stood back and admired his work for a few seconds. Then he took some steps towards the camera, looked at the lens and said "How dya like that Ramon? A cunt sandwich that I am gonna drill into." he then winked and went back to the bed.

Eric started on his knees with fucking Jojo, and since they were tied together, Yashodhara's asscheeks jiggled too. Both ladies were moaning again, but Jojo louder because obviously, it was her cunt being hammered. After fucking her nicely for a while, he got off his knees, on to his feet and took a couple of steps forward until his dick was hanging above Yashodhara's ass. He bent his knees to bring his dick at level with my wife's cunt and then penetrated it and started fucking her. Now Yashodhara's moans got louder. 

After fucking the two doggy style on top of each other a few times, Eric took a step back. He then reached down with his hand until it was on Jojo's side and pushed her very hard sideways. Both the ladies helped as their stack toppled over to one side with a thump. Then they started giggling at the weird pose they were in, as if tied together while spooning. Except of course this time the little spoon was on the outside. 

Eric then got between their legs, grabbed their left legs which were tied together, and stretched them straight upwards. The resulting sight was erotic too, with both their cunts stretched and displayed as both their legs were wide apart. Holding their legs up like that, Eric got on his knees, brought his dick closer and then started fucking them both, one stroke at a time. He'd drill his dick into Yashodhara's cunt, take it out and then drill it into Jojo's cunt and then back to Yashodhara. Both ladies let out throaty grunts alternately as Eric started finding his rhythm and fucked them like that harder. It was amazing to see how rapidly his hips moved as he hammered both the cunt one by one at a great speed. Yashodhara's boobs were pressed between their bodies, but it was a delight to see Jojo's massive jugs shake up and down with each thrust.

This erotic position lasted for about five minutes and then he rolled them over again, on their backs. Now Jojo was on top of Yashodhara, and I was surprised the bigger woman's weight didn't break my wife's ribs. Yashodhara did let out an uncomfortable grunt, so Jojo said,

"You ok there Yoyo? Am I too heavy for ya?"

"It's fine. Not too bad." Yashodhara replied in a slightly breathless voice.

"Good. Time to finish you two off." Eric said and got between their legs and stretched them apart. Since Jojo was taller, her crotch and ass were completely hiding Yashodhara's in this position. So Eric grabbed hold of their legs and lifted them high and high and higher, until both their asses were off the bed and their combined weight was being supported just by Yashodhara's back and shoulders. But in this position, Yashodhara's dripping cunt was accessible and even slightly opened up.

With any further ado, Eric thrust his dick into my wife's cunt and started fucking her rapidly. Yashodhara's moans, even though muffled by Jojo's head in front of her, were audible enough to show that in this position, Eric was hitting the right spots in her and already she was on her way. Eric had been fucking the two of them for over half an hour now and I was not surprised that she was close to an orgasm. Eric started hammering her even faster, his thighs almost a blur, and very soon my wife started howling and cursing loudly. 

"OHHHH GODDDDD YESSSS...OH OH OH...YEA YEA YEA...MMMMMMM" she yelled, and then I suddenly heard Jojo say,

"OW! She bit my shoulder really hard." and started laughing.

Yashodhara was too lost in the throes of her orgasm to have heard it and she started thrashing her arms around, making Jojo's hands thrash around too and her massive tits gyrate. Finally, after what seemed like an eternity, Yashodhara's orgasm subsided and her howls turned into grunts and then into whimpers, and she said,

"Thank you, master. that was worth the night long wait."




Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 06



"You're welcome, slave." Eric said. "Jojo's turn now."

He had still been holding their legs high up. he lowered them slightly so that Yashodhara's ass was now touching the bed. He then started pounding Jojo's cunt. It did not take long for him to make her climax either, and as she did, she raised her body off the bed a couple of times, pulling Yashodhara up with her, and then fell back again. The impact of those falls must have knocked the wind out of Yashodhara for sure. As Jojo got done with the orgasm, but ladies lay there on top of each other, moaning and whimpering, their limbs moving slowly in every direction. There was no way to know which of them was moving the hand.

Eric then rolled them over on their fronts, or rather on Jojo's front, and Yashodhara exhaled loudly and said,

"Ahhhh....that's a relief!" as she was not the one bearing the weight now. Jojo however barely seemed to notice Yashodhara's weight.

Eric grabbed them by their arms and pulled their bodies towards the edge of the bed until their heads were suspended in the air He then stood on the floor and started fucking their mouths one by one. This mouth fucking did not last too long though. Eric was close to cumming too, and as soon as he realized he was about to, he took it out and held it straight. The first spurt of cum hit Yashodhara's nope and eyes. he then moved his cock lower and it hit Jojo in the face. Eric came shaking his dick up and down and his copious cum covered both their faces. 

After Eric got done, the two of them started rolling their tongues on the outside of their mouth trying to lick as much of the cum as possible. Eric examined his work proudly for a few seconds. And he had a lot to be proud of. These were two beautiful and sexy ladies whom most guys would lose a limb to just make out with. And here he had them, dressed like slutty slaves, tied to each other, with their faces covered in his cum. Why wouldn't it boost his ego? After admiring the sight for a while more, Eric bent down and started untying them. The scene finally ended.

The next scene seemed a bit tame. Both the ladies had been untied and were lying on the bed catching their breath. The camera showed them just lying there like that for a couple of minutes. Then Eric walked in with a small pile of clothes that he kept on a table. He went to Jojo, unbuttoned her collar. Then he unbuttoned Yashodhara's collar. He said,

"You two must be tired. I've kept your clothes there on the table. And there's two bathrooms in the house with showers if you wanna clean up first. There's towels in both of them. I am gonna go get us some coffee and bagels."

Eric walked out and the scene ended and I wondered what the point of it was. Maybe signifying that he had taken off their collars so for now they were no longer his bitches or slaves, but their usual selves.

When the last scene started, it seemed a little different than the others. It was not shot from the other cameras but seemed to be from a webcam. It focused on an empty chair for a few seconds. Then Eric, fully dressed, came and sat down on it. He looked at it and said,

"Ramon, what I am gonna show you next will answer that one question that must have troubled you while watching everything else. I wasn't around when it happened. Had gone to get coffee for the ladies. I only saw it right now while checking and editing the tapes. So I am shooting this intro from me to add to it. This will teach you to never ever screw with me again. Now watch the scene and prepare for the consequences."

Eric disappeared and the scene shifted to his bedroom again. Jojo walked in naked, drying her wet hair with a towel. She stood next to her clothes on the table and kept drying her hair. In a while, Yashodhara walked in, also naked, with a towel wrapped around her head as is her norm after showering. The two ladies looked so different, all scrubbed and cleaned with no make-up or lip stick. And as hot as their had looked in those contrasting teddies and boots, I found their naked bodies even more arousing.

Yashodhara approached the table and stopped for second, staring at Jojo. Jojo saw her staring, smiled and asked,

"What you looking at, Yoyo?" 

"Hehe, sorry." Yashodhara said blushing. "It's just that.... this is the first I have seen you completely naked...and you have such an amazing body."

"Thanks, girl" Jojo said, and spanking Yashodhara on the ass said, "You have a fantastic body yourself. And damn, you are a slut! For your first night in such a thing, you kept pace with me throughout. And it's taken me a while to build up this much stamina."

Yashodhara blushed some more and smiled. She moved to the table and picked up her bra and started putting it on. Jojo took her panties and slipped them on as she said,

"So lemme ask ya something, Yoyo. An Indian lady, obviously married as I can tell from that ring on your finger. Not the sort that I'd expect to be into such things. Where did Eric find you anyway?"

"We met through a common friend in a bar one night." Yashodhara said, pulling her panties up and reaching for her skirt. 

"Common friend?" Jojo asked.

"Yeah, Carlos." Yashodhara said. 

"Carlos! You're friends with Carlos too!" Jojo said, sounding surprised as she reached for her jeans.

"Well, kinda friends. Actually we are on the outs now, because of Eric." Yash explained as she buttoned her skirt.

"What did Eric do?" Jojo asked curiously.

"To be honest, Carlos has been lusting after me for a while. And the night I met with him and Eric, I spent the whole night making out with Carlos. He wanted to take me home and finally fuck me. But I refused and just gave him a blowjob in the bathroom of the bar." Yashodhara said putting on her top. "But then Eric came into the bathroom after that, and I was just too horny. And I let Eric fuck me."

"Oh, and that got Carlos all jealous, huh?" Jojo asked, putting her shirt on.

"Yeah. he hasn't talked to me much since." Yashodhara said, now fully dressed.

"That sounds like Carlos. I've known him for a while now. He's the kind who'll get all whiny and weepy if he feels slighted." Jojo said leaning against the table. "How did you meet Carlos anyway?"

"Hehe, well, this might make me sound like more of a slut. But I met him through another guy I have been fucking for a while now." Yashodhara said sheepishly.

"Damn, girl! You are a slut! How many more men you been fucking?" Jojo said laughing.

"Hehe, only these three and my husband." Yashodhara answered. "Well, technically, not all three. Carlos I have never really fucked, just sucked off and let him cum on my tits another time. So the only two guys I have fucked apart from my husband so far are Eric and Ramon."

"RAMON??????????" Jojo said in a suddenly loud voice, standing straight. 

Yashodhara looked surprised at this reaction and stared at Jojo with confusion. Jojo stared back at her with a very angry and hurt look on her face. Yashodhara watched in surprise as tears sprang up in Jojo's eyes. She put a hand over her face and biting her lips, asked Yashodhara in a weepy voice,

"You've fucked Ramon?"

"Yes but...."

"How many times? And since when?" Jojo asked, staring at the floor.

"I'm sorry. I don't understand...." Yashodhara started saying.

"Just answer the question please." Jojo said pleadingly. "How many times and since when?"

"Well, it's been over a month. And how many times....I don't know honestly. Never kept count." Yashodhara answered.

Jojo now started crying very loudly and went to the bed to sit down. Yashodhara looked confused for a while. But then realization dawned upon her. She trepidantly walked towards Jojo, and standing a couple of feet away asked cautiously,

"You are.....Juanita?"

Jojo or Juanita nodded as she kept crying. Yashodhara looked as if she wished the earth would open up and swallow her at that very instant. She seemed to be caught between just leaving and consoling Juanita. She finally decided on the former. She started walking out of the bedroom. Stopped at the door for a second, turned back and said,

"I am sorry, Juanita."

And then my wife left. The clip showed Juanita crying for a few seconds more and ended. 



Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 07



As the final clip ended, a lot of the pieces of the puzzle fell in place for me. From the moment I saw the emails and started watching the clips with Eric's constant comments for Ramon, I had assumed that Eric had been video-taping everything so he could get back at him. He could show Ramon that he had seduced Yashodhara, the girl he was fucking, and turned her into a slave. While Ramon had to work long and hard to get into Yashodhara's pants, Eric had done it on the first night and on the second night, abused her like he owned her. 

That by itself, I thought was enough to get Ramon riled up. But I was a bit confused at a lot of Eric's comments, especially the one where he spoke about how well Juanita and my wife were getting along. Now it all made sense. Eric had scored a double whammy. In a night of debauchery, he had banged and abused not only Ramon's mistress, but also his girlfriend. In the same bed. At the same time. It was the biggest gesture of vengeful emasculation possible.

So when he sent all these clips to Ramon, Ramon obviously got angry at his girlfriend who had clearly been having an affair with Eric even as she gave Ramon a hard time about her suspicions. But he was also upset at Yashodhara, his latest conquest, for getting into the act so willfully. Even worse, she had unwittingly confirmed Juanita's suspicions about Ramon cheating on her. So as his own minor revenge on Yashodhara, he searched for my email ID. He thought that I was in the dark about what my wife had been up to. So he decided that if his relationship was going to be skewered, so should Yashodhara's marriage.

And now I also understood why Yashodhara was upset at the two of them for acting like kids. They had both been very petty and stupid. Eric, getting her together with Juanita and video-taping everything without telling her, just to use it as a tool against Ramon. And Ramon, instead of limiting his anger at Eric, forwarding it to me, an unintentionally shattering the charade of my ignorance.

And I suddenly remembered - Yashodhara! She was going to call me after a while. It had been a couple of hours and she had still not called. I immediately reached for my cellphone and dialed her number. It rang for a while and then went to voicemail. I guess she was still thrashing out things with Ramon and Eric. I left a message asking her to call me back as soon as she could, no matter how late it got. I then restarted the clip of Eric banging Juanita and Yashodhara together, and whacked myself off to a nice orgasm.

I turned on the TV and waited for Yashodhara to call back. Half an hour passed, but still not dice. I got a little worried. On the phone, she had sounded angry and was clearly yelling at Eric and Ramon. Two young, well-built guys with huge egos. What if they started fighting each other physically? What if they got upset at her instead and pushed her around or worse? I started imagining the worst scenarios of an argument between them turning violent, and it got me even more worried. So I sent her a text message saying I was worried and asking if she was okay. She texted back right away that she was fine and will call me soon. Assured that she was safe, I started watching the TV and dozed off in a while.

I woke to the sound of my cellphone ringing. Yashodhara was calling. I checked the clock and it was almost 5 am, which meant that it was almost 7 am for her. I answered the phone,

"Hi Ajit." she said, sounding sleepy, "Did I wake you up?"

"Yeah." I said suppressing a yawn, "But it's fine. I wanted you to call no matter what time it was."

"What time is your flight back? 8:10 right?" she asked.

"Yeah, I'll leave for the airport in maybe one and a half hour." I said.

"Hmm, good. I can't wait to see you. I've missed you so much this weekend." she said lovingly.

"I missed you too. I especially missed having you here when I watched all those clips. Mindblowing, Yashodhara!" I said.

"Hehehe, I thought you'd enjoy them. Those were just from Friday night though. There are more from Saturday I guess, when Juanita left and I was the only one with Eric all day. I'll ask him to make a DVD if you want." she said.

"That sounds great. Anyway, talking of Eric.... how did it go? When we last spoke you were yelling at him and Ramon for being kids." 

"Yeah, it went well I think. You must have guessed what happened with the clips and everything right? Eric made the videos to humiliate Ramon. Ramon got angry at me and send them to you as a revenge?" she asked.

"Yeah, that much was obvious." 

"So anyway, here's what happened after what you saw in the clips. I got dressed and waited for Eric to come home. When he did, Juanita came out of the room, said she needed to go, and just left. I was about to leave too, but Eric asked me if I wanted to stick around and spend the day with him. I said it was already morning and I needed to get some sleep. He said I could sleep there. And maybe after waking up, put on my slave uniform again so he could give me undivided attention."

"I liked the idea, to be honest." she continued. "I had never thought about BDSM seriously, but I enjoyed the night thoroughly and was looking forward to more. So when I agreed, Eric took me by my hand to the bedroom. He said I should get comfortable and started taking my clothes off. I let him, and took his clothes off too. We lied down on the bed spooning each other, when he started getting hard again. I reached back and felt his dick and asked him to fuck me one more time before we slept."

"Did he?" I asked.

"Yes, he did. And in a very different way, gently while we were still spooning. He kissed me on the lips and neck all the while. That one fuck was more like love-making and he was very romantic through it all, saying sweet things instead of using curse words. Since I had just showered, I did not want him to cum in my cunt, so when he was about to, I took it in my mouth and swallowed it all."

"After that we slept naked in each others arms. When we woke up, it was evening. We went out for some food, and I ate like a pig, famished after the previous night's exercise, hehe. And then when we went back to his place, Eric put the collar on me. Which meant I was his slave. I changed into the red teddy, and from then on until the wee hours of the morning, it was more BDSM play."

"What all did you do?" I asked.

"A lot of the stuff from the previous night, actually. Bondage, spanking, paddling etc. Except that it was just me. When you called up during that day, I was either asleep or then literally tied up so could not answer. I'll ask Eric to send you the tapes. You can see for yourself." she said.

"Alright, I'll wait." I said. I was already quite content watching the videos of Friday night so I was in no hurry for the next night. I was more interested to know about the drama that happened on Sunday.

"Anyway, Sunday morning, after he uncollared me, I drove home. Took a nice long bath, made myself breakfast, sent you some text messages and then went to bed. When I woke up in the afternoon, it was because of someone banging on the door angrily. I went and opened the door and it was Ramon. He was in a furious mood. He told me that he knew that I had been having sex with Eric as his slave because Eric sent him an email with a lot of videoclips. He then said that Juanita had just left town the previous day leaving him just a single text message that she was breaking up with him. He did not understand why and called her up but she did not respond. It was only after he saw the clips that he realized why."

"And he blamed me for being a part of it. I tried to calm him down but he was so angry that I was afraid he would hit me. Finally, once he got done venting, he stormed off. I then called up Eric but it went to voicemail. I left him an angry email saying I knew he had been secretly videotaping what we did, and unless he wanted me to go to the cops, he should either call me back or come by the house. I sat there, fuming at Eric when Ramon called. He told me triumphantly that he had found your email ID and had forwarded all the clips to you. Now you would leave me and I would understand the pain of Juanita leaving him."

"That really ticked me off. I started yelling back at him, telling him that you already knew everything. That there were no secrets between us which is why our marriage was so strong. And if he had been even half the man that you are, he would have been honest with Juanita. Hearing me yell back quietened him down a little bit. That's when I heard the beep of call waiting and it was Eric. So I put Ramon on hold and took Eric's call. Eric was scared about my threat of going to the police. It turns out he already had a rapsheet about sexual offences and was under probation. If I ratted him out, it would mean jail. So he was begging me to not do it. I told him to come over to the house at once."

"I then went back on Ramon's line and told him to come over too. I said I was sick of all this childish drama, and I did not want to become a pawn in their mindgames. So I wanted to talk to both of them and straighten their heads out. I then called up Carlos and left him a voicemail saying he should come over to the house too."

"Haha, so you organized a big yelling session for all of them?" I asked.

"Pretty much. Honestly, Ajit, the sex has been great, but all this drama has been frustrating. Especially since I am not the one with insecurities or grudges. I am sick of all this. By the way, I sort of "broke up" with all of them. No more sex with any of them. They're too childish for my liking." she said.

"Really? Broke up completely?" I asked.

"As of this morning, yes. No more of these young idiots." she said.

"But what about your newfound inner slut?" I asked.

"We'll see about that in a few days. As of now I just need a break from all the kinky sex for a while and want to enjoy lovemaking with my husband." she said.

"I have no problems with that." I said, laughing. "So did they take it well, the break up?"

"Oh yeah, let me get back to that story. So anyway, soon Eric and Ramon came to the house. Both were staring at each other angrily as if ready to pounce at each other. But their emotions were nothing compared to my cold intense anger. I sat them both down and told them about you and me. How we had fallen in love as teenagers. How we had stayed together through all these years and had a happy marriage. And how we were honest with each other. That you knew everything, and did not mind it. Because I was truthful and did not break your trust. I told them that if they were stupid enough to hold such grudges against each other over a girl, they were no better than kids. And I said having a big dick is probably bad for guys like them because it took away all the blood supply meant for their tiny brains."

"Haha, you said that?" I asked.

"Hehe, yeah." she giggled. "They were not happy to hear that wisecrack. That's when you called and we had that conversation. After that I continued yelling at them and cursing them for a while. And then Carlos came. He was taken aback by how I exploded at him too. Who the fuck do you think you are, I said to him, that you believe that I am obligated to fuck you? If I don't want to, I won't. Just because I danced with you erotically a little, instead of being happy with getting a blowjob, you start acting like some betrayed boyfriend? And then start throwing tantrums? So on and so forth, until he was apologizing continuously."

"Eric and Ramon also started apologizing for being so childish and said they'd try to work out their differences. Soon all three of them were pretty much sitting there like schoolboys who got yelled at by the Principal. Then I dropped the bombshell. I said I was done with the three of them. The drama was too much for me, so they should consider it a break-up. Eric and Ramon started protesting, saying there would be no more drama, and they would try to work everything out. But I stayed firm and said even if there was no drama, they had all made some mistakes I could not ignore."

"Eric had videotaped me secretly without my consent, which was very creepy. Ramon had tried to destroy my marriage, although in vain, and that was crossing the line. And Carlos, well I looked at the guy and drew a black. I realized he had not done anything too bad apart from acting like a baby when I refused him. So I said, you might not have done anything stupid, but you seem like these guys, someone who definitely would pull some stunt. So I'd prefer to just end it before giving him a chance to. All three of them sat there looking even more sad and I glared at them having finished my break up speech."

"So they took it well, then?" I asked.

"Ummm...wait, there's more." Yashodhara said mysteriously. "We were all silent for a couple of minutes and then Carlos started laughing sadly. I asked him what was so funny? He said that he had come off the worst in this whole drama. At least Eric and Ramon got to sleep with me, despite making those horrible mistake. He never did anything, and never got to sleep with me, and yet I yelled at him as much as those guys."

"That is funny." I said, letting out a chuckle.

"Yeah it is." she said. "Eric and Ramon also started laughing, and so did I. Soon we were all laughing really hard. Then Eric said to Ramon - you sent the mail to her husband and the dude already know - that's funny too! And we laughed even more. Then Ramon said to Eric - dude, your names for them..Jojo and Yoyo? What are they, clowns? Those names are so hilarious I laughed at them while watching the clips even though I was angry. More laughter."

"All that laughing broke the tension and mellowed down the mood a little. Ramon extended his hand towards Eric and said, I am sorry for stealing your girlfriend man. She is a fucking tart anyway. Kept giving me hell for cheating on her when she'd been fucking you on the sly the whole time. Eric took his hand and shook it, saying he was sorry for being such a douchebag too. Juanita had always been somewhat of a slut and when she dumped him for Ramon, he should have just moved on. Then Ramon said to Carlos, I am sorry I got upset at you about that night in the bar with Yashodhara. It's not like she is my wife. I should have given you the green signal to go ahead and fuck her. Then at least you would have come out of this drama with something more than just a blowjob."

"Carlos smiled sadly and shrugged his shoulders. Then Eric started describing what a great fuck I was. He said that my cunt is the warmest and tightest he has ever fucked, and loved how it gripped it cock. Ramon agreed and said that he loved how perfect my boobs were - big but not obscenely massive like Juanita's. Then Eric started describing to them the first time he fucked me in the bar bathroom. He said even though he has fucked me a few times since, he loved that one the best. Because here I was, a woman who had just met him and didn't even know his last name, bending over a toilet for him and taking his cock in. He then took out his phone and started showing them the pics and the clips from that night that he took."

"Okay." I said, wondering how she reacted to it. As if reading my mind, she said,

"You know, I went over to watch it all too. All this talk about me was kinda boosting my ego and to be honest, making me a bit horny too. As I watched the short clip of Eric fucking me doggy style in that bathroom, I could not help but get a little wet. Once he got done showing it all to the guys, Eric looked at my face for a couple of seconds and said - hey, I know that look. She's horny again. Ramon looked over and said, yeah, she is, she is running her lower lip under her teeth. That's always a surefire sign that she is horny. Is that so, Ajit? Do I always do that?"

"Yeah, you do." I said, amused that others had caught this tell of hers too. "I used it a lot when we had started to make out, to decide if I should keep going or stop. If your lip was under your teeth, i kept going. When it wasn't, I stopped because if I didn't, you would."

"Why did you never tell me this?" she said, laughing.

"I thought you knew!" I answered, also laughing. "It's you who does that after all."

"I never even realized it. It's subconscious."

"Anyway, I am guessing there's much more to the story of what happened." I said.

"Yeah." she said "Eric and Ramon started laughing and high-fived each other. Then Ramon turned over to Carlos and said something in his ear. Carlos smiled, got up and came to me. He put his arms around me and started kissing me. I kissed him back, and started feeling a fire light up down there. He then asked me if he could fuck me. Before I could answer, Eric said - you idiot, that's why you never got into her pants. You don't ask her. she is the type who will say no if you do. You get her ready and then she'll beg you for it herself."

"I knew I should have been offended at all this, but instead I got even more turned on. I didn't say anything, just stood there in Carlos' arms. Carlos still looked a little unsure though, so Eric got up and said, I'll get her ready for you. I was wearing shorts with an elastic waistband and a t-shirt. Eric stood behind me and turned my head towards him and kissed me deep and hard. As he was doing that, he slipped one hand into my shorts and panties and started playing with my clit. Then he parted my legs and inserted two fingers deep into my cunt for a little while. He broke the kiss and said - she is already quite ready for you, Carlos."

"Eric turned me around and pushed me so that I bent over the couch armrest. Then he pulled my shorts and panties down and said to Carlos - fuck her. Carlos immediately unzipped his pants, took his cock out, got behind me and shoved it in. And finally I felt Carlos' big dick inside me too. He said - oh god, you're right, she is so warm and tight. I was about to say something to him when i felt my head being pulled up by my hair. It was Ramon who had taken his cock out too. He shoved it in my mouth and I started sucking on it."

"As Carlos fucked my cunt slowly and I sucked off Ramon, I suddenly wondered how this had happened. I had broken up with them and I did intend to stay away from them. So I took Ramon's cock out and said - guys, this is the last time. Sort of a goodbye fuck. From tomorrow, nothing more. I mean it. Eric said, okay, if that is so, we'd better make today count, right? He got on his knees next to me and started roughly massaging my boobs. Ramon put his dick back in my mouth and I continued to suck him off."

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"Holy shit! All three of them!" I finally blurted out. I had been listening to her narration for a while now, too shocked to say anything.

"Yeah. After some time Carlos said he wanted a different position and told me to lied down on my back on the couch. As I climbed over the armrest to get on the couch, he spanked my ass a couple of times and chuckled in delight. I lay down on my back, and he jumped on the couch after me. Grabbed my knees to spread my legs and entered me again and resumed fucking. Ramon put his dick back in my mouth too. Eric who until then had been playing with my boobs, got on top of me, put his knees on each side of my boobs, and started fucking my boobs."

"Hmmmmm." I said, getting hard at the though of three men going at my wife.

"Because his dick is so big, it kept brushing my chin when he pushed it all the way forward. I was really turned on by three men on me at once. Plus the feel of Carlos' new dick. I started cumming soon. Eric and Ramon know how I thrash around when I cum, so they both put their hands on my shoulder and arms and held me down as I shrieked out during my orgasm. Obviously, the shriek was muffled by Ramon's dick which was still in my mouth."

"Seeing me cum in such a violent manner made Carlos shoot his stuff too. He started pumping my cunt with semen as my orgasm was going on and the feeling of that pushed my climax point even higher. Once Carlos got done fucking me in the cunt, I relaxed my legs. But Eric let go of my boobs, and replaced Carlos. Carlos, now spent, just stood there watching my two previous lovers fuck me on both sides."




Indian Wife's Descent Ch. 07



"Eric fucked my already cum-filled pussy for a while. And then he asked me to get on top of him. So I got up and he laid down on the couch. And I sat on him, taking his dick inside me. I started riding him and he started thrusting his dick upwards, touching me in places I love the most. Meanwhile Ramon was about to put his dick in my mouth again, when Eric said - Ramon, fuck her in the ass, dude. I did it yesterday and it feels great."

"What??" I cried out in surprise.

"Oh yeah, sorry I forgot to mention that when it was just me and Eric at his place, he fucked me in the ass a couple of times. I did not love it much to be honest, but I was with the collar, so had to do what he told me. But his fucking my ass had loosened it up a bit. So Ramon's big dick was able to enter it. Not too easily. It took him a couple of minutes of pushing and using the cum oozing from my cunt for lubrication to get it in. But once he did, he was able to fuck me there quite easily."

"Damn!" I said. "Double penetration!"

"Hehe, yeah, my first ever double penetration. And although I don't like ass-fucking by itself, combined with cunt-fucking, it actually felt good. I could feel the two cocks brushing against each other on my insides. It also made me feel so much more of a slut than I already was - getting fucked by two well-hung guys in the cunt and the ass. I started having my second orgasm soon. This time, Ramon, loving the sight of my orgasming body and because of the friction of my asshole, started pumping his seed into me faster than usual. And soon, he filled my asshole with his cum."

"Eric then made me turn around and get back on my hands and knees. He wanted to cum inside my asshole too. His dick entered very easily because of Ramon's recent fucking. Once he got it all the way in, he fucked me in the ass very hard, grabbing me by the waist, for a good five minutes or so before he eventually emptied his load inside me. And I just stayed like that for a while, my ass up in the air, oozing with cum."

"Wow!" I said, masturbating myself. "That was quite a fantastic last fuck with them."

"Well....." Yashodhara said and giggled.

"What?" I asked. "You changed your mind and are planning to keep this going now"

"Oh, no no no. No way! I am sick of their childishness. but what I just described was not the last fuck. There were more. Quite a few more." she said.

"How many more?" I asked.

"Hmm...how do I count? Does three guys fucking me at the same time count as one fuck or three?" she said.

"Yashodhara!" I said really turned on. "You are unbelievably hot. I can't wait to get home and fuck you."

"Me neither, honey." she said. "But by the way, our couch cushions are all messed up because of the cum. We'll have to throw them out."

"What else will we have to throw out?" I asked.

"Oh, nothing else. You know I was never comfortable with the idea of fucking other men in our house. That one time just happened because I got carried away. Once they were done fucking me, we sat naked and talked a little. I made them coffee. And then Carlos started getting hard again and tried to make me bend over the dining room table, when I said, I am okay with fucking you guys for today. But not in this house any more."

"So where did you go?" I asked.

"We all went to Eric's place. Soon after we reached, Eric put the collar on me, for, like he said, the last time ever. This time though, he ordered me not to wear the teddy. Just the boots. So that's all I had on until an hour or so ago when we disbanded for the night and I drove home." she said.

"So what all did you do there?" 

"Well, it was quite eventful. Anal, oral, vaginal sex. Double, triple penetration. Tying me up and hanging me in the air. Spanking me, paddling me, slapping me. It was all quite wonderful." she said.

"What's with the short summary? Tell me in detail." I demanded.

"Honey, I am really sleepy and tired right now. I have been pounded in all my holes by those guys, and slapped around all evening and then most of all night. I need to go to bed. In fact I am not even going for classes today. But tell you what, I did do something for you. Took a lot of pictures and clips with my phone. Or rather told the others to take them. I am going to forward them all to you and then go to bed."

I felt a bit deprived, not getting to hear the whole account in great detail. But I could understand how exhausted she must have been. So I did not press her.

"Alright honey. Send them to me and go to bed. I'll see you later today." I said.

"This is why I love you so much. Bye Ajit, come back soon." and she hung up.

Then the messages started arriving. Bings after bings after bings. I decided to shower until she sent all of them. And when I came out of the shower, the phone was full of new stuff for me to see.

First there were some pictures. My wife, wearing just the red boots and the red collar, handcuffed to the bed as Carlos fucked her. Then Eric and Ramon. Then two of them paddling her red ass. Her feet and arms bound behind her as she laid on the bed with Carlos fucking her mouth. The next pic had Eric and Carlos both putting their dicks in her mouth. Her mouth looked very sexy, completely stretched.

Then an extremely erotic clip. Eric must have been shooting the clip which opened with a close up of my wife's face. It wore an expression I had never seen before. Her eyes were tightly shut, her mouth was open and dripping a big of saliva, and it looked like she was feeling pain as well as pleasure at the same time. The camera zoomed out to show what was happening. She was on top of Ramon, who was fucking her cunt. And behind her, Carlos was brutally fucking her in the ass at the same time. Hearing about a double penetration is one thing, and actually seeing her getting one was completely another. She looked so absolutely slutty and trashy..... I loved it.

In the next clip, she was suspended in the air with the rope tied to a harness around her waist. She was completely upside down, her hair falling all over her face. Ramon was straddling her suspended body, one leg to her front and one leg behind her, drilling his cock downwards in her cunt. The camera then moved lower to show that Eric was lying on the bed with his dick erect and in her mouth. Every time Ramon thrust downwards into her cunt, he pushed her whole body, which made her take Eric's cock all the way in. 

One clip started a few seconds after she had just started having her orgasm, each hand tied to the respective leg in front of her as she was on her knees. Eric was the only one pummeling her cunt and she was shuddering and yelling as the orgasm swept over her.

"I love it when she cums." Ramon's voice said just as the clip ended.

There were a few pics of triple penetration, taken by Carlos who was the guy standing up and getting the blowjob, as the other two guys rammed the other two holes. A pic of all three shooting their loads in her mouth which she had wide open, squatting on the ground. And a couple of clips of double penetration when she was facing upwards. 

The visual aids ended, and I masturbated once more, and got ready to go to the airport. I was counting down the minutes until I got home and fucked my wife's well-stretched asshole myself.

THE END

Epilogue: Yashodhara more or less stuck to her "break-up" with the three guys. I say "more or less" because one day when I was out of town, her car broke down and she needed a ride to classes. She called Ramon who gladly helped her out, and at the end of the day, when he suggested they go to his place, she agreed, mainly to thank him for his help. Ramon and Juanita broke up. Juanita is now single, although she still spends an odd weekend here or there being Eric's slave. Carlos fell in love with an Indian girl who works with him. We bumped into them once, and her resemblance to Yashodhara was uncanny. I guess of all the three guys, Carlos was the one who had gotten the most emotionally involved with my wife.

As for my wife's sexual adventures, they did not stop with the break-up. There were other guys. Guys she meets at bars, book stores, libraries. Guys who work at the counters in supermarkets. And on the odd occasion, homeless guys, but that's a different story. The guys are always older than her though. The drama of fucking guys so much younger than her put her off that age group forever. In fact, she has recently started developing a taste for really old men. Her latest "Master" is 67-year-old retired Principal of the local high school, who makes her wear the skimpiest catholic school girl uniform you will ever see. Initially, we tried the BDSM thing with me being her Master, but the erotic dynamic of an unrelated man bossing you around is difficult to achieve between husband and wife.

As for me, I enjoy my wife being a slut. But I have also started getting to fuck other sluts myself. The first one was Kristen with whom Yashodhara arranged a threesome for me as a birthday gift. Then there was an Arab neighbor of ours whom I seduced and fucked when her husband was out of town. One time I fucked my boss' wife in the bathroom at an office party when he passed out drunk. Her bending over the toilet, just like Eric first fucked Yashodhara. And after that, I have been able to detect in my surroundings, as if by radar, sluts whom I can bed with very little effort. Sluts who can never be satisfied by just one cock, and who have to fuck as many men as they can. 

I guess such a radar is to be expected when my life partner herself is one such slut.