Santosh – I will do my best Pandian
Bharath – So I can cancel subscription to pornhub from now. Who needs to watch foreign chicks getting banged when I could watch an Indian hot brahmin newlywed wife being fucked?
Aarthi – Mind your words. I am also a brahmin. Not all brahmins are sluts like her
Me – Guys. Can you stop this? Don’t you think you guys are going overboard. You are blackmailing us into this. Santosh’s proposal was outrageous in itself. She is my wife, not a whore. But putting skype conference is way too much. I can’t handle it
Pandian – Why? You will wet your pants watching it like you did last weekend?
Everyone erupted to a loud laughter. I didn’t have anything to say. People got up from lunch and went to do their work.
It was evening. Pandian and Bharath got Aarthi’s skype id and left. Santosh came to Shruti’s place and told her it was time to leave. Shruti packed everything, gave a sad look at me and followed Santosh.
Aarthi came to my desk and alerted me “You have to login to skype. Remember? Now get your ass home immediately”
I also packed my things and followed them. I saw them getting into their car. Aarthi was driving. Shruti and Santosh got into the back seat. We had to travel for around 15 minutes in the same route. We were stuck in a signal. Their car was standing to my left. All the windows were closed initially. Aarthi lowered the window on her side and smiled at me. She turned back, talked something and laughed. She extended hand and got something. She threw it into my car window. It was Shruti’s t shirt. Next she threw Shruti’s bra similarly. She then turned back and laughed for sometimes. It looked like Shruti was resisting a bit. But eventually, her jean did come off but along with her panties. Aarthi threw them into my car. The signal went green. Suddenly, Santosh lowered his car window and called me out. I turned to find Shruti sitting nude on seat and Santosh was pinching and rotating her nipples. Shruti was moaning hard trying to push his hands away from her. I was able to hear her voice. Then his windows went up and they left. The cars behind me started honking and I went to my house.
I got a message in the Whatsapp group from Aarthi“Guys.. call this skipe id – XXXXXX.. The show starts in 5 minutes”
I opened my laptop and called the number. I observed that I did not have any guilty or bad feeling when I was about to call the number. On the other hand, I was excited. Watching Shruti enjoyed by Santosh in their car actually gave me an erection. Am I coming out of cuckold fantasies and becoming a real life cuckold? I already was a cuckold once to Ram and Shruti. But that happened for one day only. I had no idea when this was going to end. The call connected
Pandian and Bharath had already joined. They were waiting eagerly. The camera in Aarthi’s laptop was pointing to their house door. Aarthi was near the door smiling at the camera. She started a count down.. 5..4..3..2..1 and then opened the door. Santosh entered carrying Shruti on his two hands. Shruti was completely naked as I saw in the car. She had turned her head towards his head out of shyness. Aarthi went near her and turned her face towards the camera. Bharath and Pandian applauded. It was actually quite a sight to watch. Shruti’s curves appeared amazingly beautiful when he carried her in his arms. Especially her hips and her ass which was protruding downwards. Her legs stretched straight to the other side.
He carried her to his bedroom. Aarthi followed them with her laptop. The room was dark. Aarthi switched on a colorful lamp just to make sure that things or visible for us and also romantic for them. She also gave him a condom. What happened after that was 30 minutes of non-stop fucking in missionary and doggy positions. He used missionary to fuck her pussy and doggy style to fuck her ass. While fucking in missionary position, he had her legs around his hips initially and then he kept them on both of his shoulders. He turned and licked her legs while fucking her. He told “I have to say. Your legs are too sexy. Tough for anyone to resist licking” Shruti’s face was moaning as usual. But her moans were mostly subdued. They were a bit louder during anal fuck. But otherwise they were not much heard. This was because his dick size was small. Bharath and Pandian were continuing their jokes on how much she actually enjoyed it and what a slut she was. After sometime, Aarthi helped them out by holding Shruti’s ankles and lifting her so that her ass gets lifted and Santosh gets access to her asshole by sitting in front of her. Both reached orgasm when he fucked her in that position. Santosh rolled away from her and hugged aarthi. All three of them went to sleep. Bharath and Pandian were pissed off about this
Bharath – What the fuck man? Is that it?
Pandian – Yeah. Even dilip would be capable of fucking her faster than you did. You don’t know how to use her
Bharath – Yes. You should have made her scream, faint and beg to stop fucking. The bitch deserves that
Santosh – Shut up. If you want, you guys take her and do whatever you want.
Bharath and pandian smiled. They said good night, logged off and I went to sleep.
I crashed into the bed and began contemplating. Things were going way too far. Just two weeks back we were a good well-disciplined couple keeping all our kinks to ourselves. And now, things have taken a huge turn. It was hard for Shruti to keep herself under control all those days after our marriage. She managed to do it. But what happened during the poker game had opened the flood gates. I knew it was hard to get things back to where they were before. I felt bad about Shruti. But I was not angry with her. After all, that was her character. She had told about this the moment I proposed her. I didn’t have the right to complain about her. I loved her. It was my duty to save her and protect her. Not to throw her away. Even if she had acted like she didn’t like it when she was being fucked by the old men, Santosh would have used the video anyway to blackmail her into this mess. Trying to cheat during the games for money was a big mistake. I should have avoided that even thought Shruti was the one who came up with the idea. Treating Aarthi the way I did when I won her in the poker game was an even bigger mistake. All the mistakes were mine. Shruti was always vulnerable to such things and she just did what was expected from her under the circumstances.
Now that she had started being a part of this, I had many questions. Was she enjoying all this? Given a chance, was she willing to get out of this altogether? There was another question which came across my mind at that time. But I knew the answer immediately. The question was “Was I enjoying watching her being fucked like this?” The answer: I was having a hard-on while thinking about that.
Chapter 16
I heard the calling bell early morning at 5 o clock. I opened to find Shruti standing nude in front of the door. She entered immediately and jumped on me like a monkey. I carried her to our bedroom, put her on the bed. She pulled my head to her pussy. I licked it. Then she turned around without speaking a single word. I knew she wanted me to lick her ass. I saw Santosh’s dried cum inside her asscrack. She made me lick them. I hesitated first as this was the first time I as tasting another man’s cum. Also to taste it from my wife’s ass was a bit too much. Shruti pushed me to the bed and sat on my face. She forced me to lick it. Then we had our usual style of sex in which she orgasmed multiple times. We lay on the bed panting