Zobia's Transformation Pt. 05

The next few months flew by in a blur of heat and routine. At least once a week, Usman would summon me and Zobia to his place, a sprawling house on the edge of town that smelled faintly of incense and sweat. He treated her like his personal plaything, orchestrating nights where she surrendered to a parade of men--strangers mostly, their faces blurring into one another. I'd sit there, heart pounding, watching as they took her, one after another, their grunts filling the room. Zobia reveled in it, her eyes wild with abandon as she begged them to mark her with their cum and piss. I'd kneel afterward, tasting the mess dripping from her, a bitter mix of shame and arousal churning in my gut as the next man stepped up. When it was over, she'd stand before me, pressing her forehead to my lips, insisting I kiss her once for every man she'd had that night. She'd count aloud--five, six, seven--her voice soft but firm, ensuring I never skipped a beat.

Usman's guests were usually Pakistani men from out of town, their accents thick and their manners rough, but sometimes he'd invite locals we knew--shopkeepers, neighbors, men I'd nodded to at the supermarket. It was a gamble every time, the threat of gossip hanging over us like a storm cloud, but Usman swore they were discreet. He vetted them too, making sure they were clean, and Zobia got tested monthly, a ritual that kept us tethered to some semblance of safety. Still, I'd lie awake some nights, wondering who might've seen her through a window, who might've whispered.

Zobia loved it--the chaos, the excess. But every so often, I'd catch her staring into space, her thoughts drifting back to John. His memory lingered like a ghost, tugging at her even as she moaned beneath other men. Life was shifting too--our kids were older now, demanding more time, their school schedules clashing with our late-night escapades. Slowly, we scaled back. Weekly sessions became monthly, then fizzled out entirely. We left Usman and his world behind, trading that life for school runs and quiet dinners.

I didn't mind, honestly. After those nights, Zobia would collapse, exhausted, her body too spent to even look at me. I'd wait days for her to recover, only touching her after she'd been passed around like a prize. Without Usman, we rediscovered each other--long talks over tea, lazy mornings in bed. She wasn't always tired anymore, and I wasn't always waiting.

A year passed since we'd last seen him. Summer loomed, and we decided to tackle the garden--a sloping mess of weeds and dirt we'd ignored too long. We envisioned tiers: a patio for barbecues, a play area for the kids, a fence for privacy. It was too big a job for us, so I scoured the web for landscapers, booking consultations while Zobia stayed out of it, leaving me to haggle over quotes. Most companies estimated three to four weeks--right in line with what we'd planned.

Steve and Michael, local landscapers, came over to look at our garden. It was a hot, muggy evening, and Steve was wearing a vest and shorts while Michael was just wearing shorts without a shirt. I showed them the garden, and whilst they were out taking measurements, I occasionally noticed our blinds move, and my wife peek out the window. I didn't think too much of it at first, but then she came outside to give our guests some drinks. I raised an eyebrow as if to ask what was going on. We had had a few guys visit to provide a quote, but this was the first time she brought out drinks for them. She lingered around, watching them take the measurements for a while, and then she went back inside to watch from the window.

Once the guys finished measuring up and left, I found Zobia in the bedroom. She was completely naked on the bed, rubbing her pussy. Before I could say anything, she said, "Quickly take off your clothes and fuck me." Of course, I complied straight away. I slid into her soaking wet pussy easily, almost making her cum instantly. She was hornier than she had been in a long time, and I quickly realized why.

Steve and Michael were good-looking men who looked like they spent a lot of time in the gym and had physically demanding jobs. Steve was white and bold but had a thick ginger beard. He looked like he was in his early fourties, shorter than me, but his legs, chest, and arms were bigger.

Michael was a black man who also looked like he was in his early forties. He was taller than me, at least 6 feet 4 inches tall. His arms, chest, and legs were like Steve's, and his abs sticking out proudly. I noticed a swing in his shorts every time he moved, and I'm guessing Zobia noticed it, too.

Realizing why Zobia was so horny made me cum faster than I had wanted, but Zobia wasn't too upset. She pushed my head down to her pussy and made me eat out all of my cum from inside her till she came too.

We lay in bed for a while, Zobia's head on my chest, as we browsed our phones. After about an hour, Michael messaged me to say they would start on Monday. As soon as I told Zobia this, she kissed me before climbing over me and sitting on my face. She rubbed her pussy on my face as she leaned over to suck my cock. "I'm going to fuck my pussy on your mouth, and when I'm done, I want you to fuck me like the little whore I am," she told me as she started grinding her body on top of me. I froze briefly as Zobia had never spoken to me like this before. It had been a long time since Zobia or I had brought up our escapades with Usman or how dirty Zobia used to be. Anytime I had try to bring it up in the past to her in order to liven up the bedroom a bit she would tell me to forget those things had happened.

That night was by far the best sex we had in a long time. Zobia begged me to fuck her as rough as I could; I spat in her mouth, slapped her, forced her to gag on my cock, and all the while, she just begged for more. She rode my cock to multiple squirting orgasms letting me use any hole I desired. This wasn't sex between a husband and a wife. This was more animalistic than anything I had ever experienced with her. The night ended with a soaked bed and Zobia's pussy filled with my cum.

Monday came around quickly. Steve and Michael arrived early in the morning. They brought their equipment up to the house and got settled into work. I showed them around the house and the garden, introduced them to Zobia before dropping the kids off to school and going to work myself.

I came home that night just after 5pm. I went straight to our back garden to check on the work the guys had completed. Zobia came outside as soon as she saw me and planted a kiss on my lips. She placed her arm around my hip and stood close to me as I spoke to Steve and Michael. As soon as they tidied up their equipment and left she pulled me upstairs and stripped me off my clothes. Zobia didn't say a single word as we fucked. She kept her eyes closed the whole time as she rode my cock and made me cum inside her pussy. Once she was done she got cleaned up and headed downstairs to prepare dinner.

The next few days went by in the same way. Every day I would return from work and Zobia would greet me with a kiss in front of the guys and as soon as they left she would take my upstairs and slide my cock into her soaking wet pussy.

This routine of hers continued for a week until the following Tuesday. I returned from work as usual around 5pm. Zobia was already outside in the garden. I noticed straight away that she wasn't dressed as she usually was. Normally, she would dress in a loose salwar and kameez but today she was wearing a low cut kameez that was very tight and made her big brown nipples poke out through the material. Her headscarf was also not on her head and instead was draped around her neck. As I approached her I leaned in for a kiss as I had been doing for the past week but she just turned her face away allowing me to kiss her on the cheek instead of the lips. I heard Steve and Mike snicker as they saw her reaction to me.

Once the guys had left I followed Zobia inside and tried to initiate some affection from her but once again she turned me down and walked into the kitchen to prepare the dinner. I asked her if I had done something to upset her but she just told me she wasn't in the mood today so I let it go.

A couple more weeks passed by like a flash. The work on the garden was coming along nicely but Zobia had become less affectionate towards me. We went from having sex everyday to maybe twice in the past couple of weeks. I thought maybe Zobia was just tired from doing all the housework and looking after the guys so didn't say too much to her.

It was a weekend, and I was off work. Steve and Michael had come over in the morning to finish some work they hadn't finished on Friday. Normally I would have let them just continue on Monday but Zobia was adamant that they come back and finish it this weekend.

I agreed with Zobia that I would go and get the weekly shop, and she could stay home to supervise the guys. I had a few other chores to complete that day as well so I left the house and first made my way to the car wash.

As my car was being washed, I heard a familiar voice call out my name. I looked back to see Usman. He was the last person I wanted to see right now, but I greeted him and made some small talk.

I tried to end the conversation with him quickly but he said something that caught me off guard. "I'm guessing Zobia told you about our meeting a couple of weeks ago, it's a shame you weren't there you would have loved it bro. I'm actually quite suprised she called me after so long."

I froze, I didn't know what to say. Zobia hadn't mentioned seeing Usman again and two weeks ago was around the time she stopped being affectionate with me. Was Usman the reason? I tried to play it cool and get more information from him without revealing that I didn't actually know. Eventually, I managed to get Usman to tell me his version of events. He told me how Zobia had called him to our house randomly one day and asked him to fuck her. As he arrived she asked him to come through the back entrance of the house where he met our landscapers before noticing Zobia at the door. She greeted him with a hug in front of them before leading him inside the house by his hand. Once they got inside, Zobia instantly took his cock out of his pants and started sucking his cock. She didn't care that the blinds were open and the landscapers could see everything they were doing.

Usman told me he fucked her right there in front of the window as the guys pretended to work. Usman told how badly Zobia begged for him to fuck her and how she was much louder then she had ever been previously. She begged him to slap her, to spit on her and to choke her all while he plugged every hole with his cock.

He was there for almost two hours and in that time she made sure all of her holes were filled his cum. He was certain Steve and Michael had seen everything but Zobia didn't say anything so neither did he. As he left Zobia led him out side and then gave him a big hug and a long wet kiss in front of the guys before saying goodbye. That was apparently the last he heard from her.

Usman might not have realised, but I figured out straight away that this meetup was for Steve and Michael's benefit. It was probably her way of letting them know she was available for sex, but why wouldn't she tell me?

Wait, what if Zobia had managed to seduce them, and that is why she wasn't having sex with me? I had noticed how she acted around them the last few weeks but I thought maybe the three of them had just gotten comfortable around each other as they were around each other a lot during the day whilst I was at work. Zobia was also dressing differently now which come to think of it was probably for them too. On a couple of occasions I had come home from work and the house had smelled a lot like Usmans house after one of the orgies but almost as if someone had sprayed a frangrance over it to cover the smell. I wasn't suspecting anything so I didn't think too much about the smell but now it was starting to make sense.

At that point it was as if time had frozen as the final realization hit me. Were they fucking Zobia right now? Is that why she was so adamant to have them come back on a weekend? Is that why she agreed to me going to do the shopping on my own without any arguments? Is that why she wanted the kids to be on a sleepover today?

I got in my car as soon as it was washed and drove back to the house as fast as possible. I don't know what came over me but instead of parking in the driveway like I would normally do I decided to park out on the street opposite the house instead. I got out of the car as quietly as possible and then went up the stairs to our front door. Instead of going straight inside, I went through the side gate and towards the back of the house. Unsurprisingly, neither Michael nor Steve were in the back garden.

I silently opened the back door and entered the house to the sounds of my wife moans and heavy breathing. I crept towards the open living room door trying to stay out of sight. Although I had seen it all before, what I saw shocked me to the core. My wife Zobia was on her knees completely naked. Her body and face were red from where I'm guessing the guys had been slapping her. Her face and boobs were soaked with spit.

As she cupped big brown boobs in her hands she begged Michael who was standing in front of her to fuck her mouth with his big cock. Steve was kneeling behind her with a fistful of her hair in his hands as he pushed her head onto Michaels cock. He held her head on Michaels cock for almost 30 seconds as she choked and struggled for air. When he finally let her get her breath back she just looked up into Michaels eyes and begged him to do it again. Steve pushed her head back onto the cock and this time pulled her back and forth using her mouth to suck Michaels cock.

Steve pulled her head away from the cock and lifted her up to her feet. Michael took this as his cue. He stood up and bent over the sofa with his butt up in the air. This time Steve forced Zobia's head into Michaels butt. "Lick his asshole like the good little slut that you are," he ordered her as he slapped her butt leaving a bright red handprint. Zobia eagerly ate his asshole.

This was the first time I had seen Steves dick. It was as long as Johns had been and just as thick. He lined it up behind Zobia and shoved it straight into her arsehole without any warning. Zobia let out a loud scream as she tried to adjust to the monster intruding in her tight hole. She was used to anal by now but the guys Usman used to arrange and myself weren't anywhere near big enough to compare to Steve. It took her a while to adjust before she buried her face back into Michaels asshole. "Lick my black arse you slut," he said to her "Bury your Pakistani tongue deep inside, bury it so deep that your husband will be able to taste my black arse from your tongue later tonight."

Zobia started jerking him off as she ate his arse making him writhe in pleasure. Steve's moans also got louder as I could sense he was getting closer to an orgasm. He pulled his cock out of her arse and lifted her away from Michael by the hair. He knelt down by her side and slapped her on the face "You're such a dirty little slut. I bet you got tired of your husbands brown cock and wanted a big white and black cock didn't you?" he slapped her across the face again as he asked her.

Zobia whinced in pain and then replied "Yes daddy, I love your cocks. i want you to treat me how my husband can't." As soon as she said this my own cock throbbed in my hand. I didn't even realise I had taken it out and was stroking it but hearing those words turned me on so much. I started jerking off faster whilst trying to stay as quiet and as out of sight as possible.

Michael stood Zobia up and pulled her into his arms. She looked tiny standing next to him. He was almost double her height. His arms, back and legs were so big but what really suprised me was his cock. Wow! I don't think I've seen one that big before even in porn movies. It was so fucking thick and must have been at least 11 inches long. How the fuck did she take that in her mouth earlier? Michael lifted Zobia into his strong arms and off the floor. He placed and arm underneath each of her legs whilst she hugged around his head to stay up. Michael lined up his cock with her pussy and slowly lowered her onto it. Steve went and took a seat on the sofa opposite then started stroking his cock. Michael slowly fucked my wife with his long thick black pole. Zobia's eyes were closed tight but her mouth was open everytime he lowered her onto his cock. Once he built up a rhytym he started fucking her faster. His glistening black cock coming out of her pussy covered in her white cream at the base. I had never seen a sight like this before. The whole house filled with the sound of my wifes moans as she quickly started to cum on his huge cock over and over again. I could tell this certainly wasn't her first time taking it.

After a while of making my wife squirm on his cock Michael took his cock out of her pussy and lowered her to the ground. Zobia struggled to stand up straight after the fucking she had just gotten and almost collapsed on to the floor, Michael catching just in time. He turned her around towards Steve and urged her forward. Zobia took her cue and climbed into Steves lap. She easily slid his cock into her pussy and started riding him. Michael walked up behind her and lined up his cock with her arsehole.

Zobia suddenly stiffened up as she realized what was about to happen. "I don't think I can take it yet" she told Michael. Michael smirked at her as he spat on his hand and rubbed it on his cock. "It's been two weeks and you're still acting like a little bitch" he told her as he reached with both hands, grabbed her neck and started choking her from behind. Steve continued pumping his cock in and out of her pussy without stopping.

Michael slapped her face and then leaned in closer and told her, "If you want this arrangement to continue, you will stop acting like a little princess and take this cock like the whore you are." He slid the head of his cock into her arsehole resulting in an uncontrollable squeal from Zobia. "You do want it to continue, don't you?" he asked her as he inserted a little more of his cock inside her.

Zobia took a little while to adjust to his cock before replying "Yes, I want your cocks. I don't want this to stop, I'll do anything but please be gentle. Your cock is too big for me to take in the arse."

Michael slapped her again before burying even more of her cock in her arsehole. This time he covered her mouth with his big hand to stop her from screaming. He slowly inserted more and more of his cock inside her arsehole as Zobia writhed in pain. I could see the tears in her eyes flow down her cheeks as both men fucked her. I couldn't take watching my wife in so much pain and burst into the room.

"Let go off my wife" I ordered them. All three of them turned around shocked to see me home. Michael quickly removed his cock and moved away from her as Steve tried to get her off him but Zobia just sat their still with his cock buried inside her pussy. She quickly compose herself and pushed Steve back down onto the sofa with both hands on his chest and started riding him. She turned back to Michael and said "Fuck my arse while my husband watches."

Michael cautiously walked back to her and started slowly inserting his moster cock back in her arsehole. This time Zobia did not scream but instead kept her eyes fixed on me. Slowly all eleven inches were inserted inside my wife's arsehole as both men held her down with their dicks inside of her. Michael then slowly started to fuck her from above while Steve fucked her from below. These huge men almost completely engulfed Zobia's tiny body between them as her moans started to get louder and louder. As she got closer to her orgasm she reached out a hand to me begging me to come closer. "They are so deep inside me, I can feel them both touching in my stomach," she told me, "I haven't ever been filled like this before it feels so good. I want more. Ask them to fuck me harder. Beg them to fuck me harder," she told me as her moans got louder and louder.

I looked at Michael and Steve "Fuck my wife harder" I told them.

"Their cocks are driving me so crazy, fuuuck, I can't take it much longer. They are stretching my holes so wide." She grabbed a hold of my cock and started jerking me off as they fucked her.

"They've been fucking me for the last two weeks. They have made me cum so much and they have filled me with buckets of their cum. I've been a dirty little cheating whore while you've been working away."

"Their hard dicks have stretched me so much I couldn't even think about fucking you afterwards. I'm so sorry honey but it was so worth it."

"But I've tried for two weeks to takes Michael's cock in my arse and I haven't succeeded but today I've managed it because you are here... AAAAAHHHHHHHHH" she screamed out as her orgasm finally hit. Steve and Michael took this as their sign and started pumping her hole with their cum. The moans of all three of them defeaning.

Michael was the first one to take his cock out as he stood up and backed away from Zobia whilst holding his still hard cock in his hand. As he pulled out his cock a load of cum followed out of her arsehole and ran down her leg and onto Steve's balls. Zobia climbed off Steve revealing more cum inside her well fucked pussy. She lay with her back on the sofa and pulled me into her by my cock which she was still holding. She kissed me and then whispered in my ear "Do you want to feel how much the came inside me and how much they stretched my hole?" I just nodded in response as she guided my dick into her pussy. I hugged my wife as I easily slid into her pussy and did my best to fuck her after the two monster cocks had their way with her.

Steve and Michael jerked off their still hard cocks whilst watching us make love before Zobia called out to them. As they walked closer to us Zobia told them "Cum over us while we fuck." It didn't take long before all four of us were coming at the same time. I came inside Zobia's pussy while Michael and Steve came over our faces.

This day started a new dynamic for us. Everyday after work I stopped trying to get Zobia to have sex with me. I knew she was in pain after her daytime sessions so instead I'd come home from work and start by eating the cum out of her well used holes. Then I would run her a hot bath followed by a massage. The day the work finished in the garden was a sad day for all of us but the guys made sure to thoroughly fuck her before leaving.