My Wife Seduced Pt. 04

After hearing everything that Kajal had gone through, I couldn't speak for a long time. My mind kept wondering how she could have possibly endured four different men.

"Did you... did you... how you... with four men having their way with you," I finally asked.

"When they took turns it wasn't too difficult. It just felt like one man had been with me for a very long time. But when two of them were at it simultaneously, one in my mouth and the other in pussy that was tricky," she replied.

I looked at her puzzled.

"Well, finding the right position between the two was the hard part. If I focused on sucking the one in my mouth, I'd lose my balance from behind and if I focused on the cock in my pussy then the one in my mouth would slip out," she said covering her mouth as she laughed.

I marveled at how uninhibited Kajal had become now. She was sharing everything with me so easily without a shred of hesitation.

"There's another thing," she added. "Even though all four of them are old they have no shortage of vigor. Those rascals drain every drop of juice out of me." She stretched unbuttoning her blouse and took off her bra setting her breasts free.

"Look," she said pointing to the bite marks on her breasts. I counted at least three fresh marks. My heart sank and with trembling hands I began to caress her breasts.

"These are from Ram Asre and Pandey... they did this today," she said.

"Why do you let them do this," I asked.

"Oh in the heat of the moment you don't even realize it's happening."

I began kissing her breasts repeatedly caressing them with such tenderness as if my touch could somehow make the bite marks disappear. As I was kissing her breasts she took off her sari, petticoat and got totally nude.

"The two of them did so much today that I don't feel like doing anything else but if you lick my pussy it would feel like a soothing balm," she said and I immediately moved between her legs.

"Ahh... mmm... just like that... slowly... go deep inside with your tongue," she whispered and I began to lick with a vigor. She spread her legs wide revealing her plump pussy. I slid my tongue between her folds reaching deep inside, while my lips took hold of the outer folds and sucked on them like my life depend of them.

"Ahemm... ahh... keep doing that."

I don't know how long I spent licking her pussy from end to end bringing her pleasure. Eventually she asked me to stop. I knelt down beside her, my cock was standing tall and rigid.

"Come on now... just use your hand to finish it off," she said. I looked at her with a crestfallen expression. I had hoped she would take it into her mouth or at least use her hand to get me off.

"Oh... come on... look at that sad face you're making!" she said with a smile. "You use your own hand when you watch me with Raj or Mishra-ji, don't you?"

I just kept looking at her.

"Alright alright... my dear husband tell me what should I do?" she asked laughing.

I gestured toward her mouth with my cock and she began to smile.

"Oh... so my sweet baby wants it in my mouth. Come here... come here!" As she took my cockhead into her mouth the warmth of her mouth made a moan escape my lips. She ran her tongue over the head once then took my entire cock into her mouth.

"Ahhh... Kajal... ufff," I moaned lost into the pleasure. She sucked my entire cock like a lollipop then moved her head back and forth a few times.

"Ahhh... ahhh... ohhh..." Just as I was about to climax she pulled my cock out and let all the semen spill onto her breasts.

"Come now... take a cloth and clean it up," she said. "And don't make this a daily routine. I'm not going to take it in my mouth every single day."

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I could no longer witness Kajal being fucked as I would head out to work during the day and on my days off they also took break. I later learned from Kajal that the old men from the village were unaware that I knew about all of this. Hence, they would only visit when I was away at work. However, Kajal would tell me everything at night.

Then my parents arrived. They came to spend a few days with their son, daughter-in-law and granddaughter. They stayed with us for two weeks during which time everything came to a complete halt. Raj and Mishra were left frustrated having to suppress their desires.

The night before my parents were set to leave I was sitting with my mother when she said,

"Son your landlords are such wonderful people. Everyone has become so close! Little Mini is always playing with the auntie and both the auntie and uncle take such good care of Kajal. The uncle even treats Kajal like his own daughter."

I nodded in agreement though I thought to myself that I was the only one who truly knew how Mishra viewed Kajal.

"But son... I need to tell you something," my mother said and I looked at her questioning what she meant.

"While the uncle may treat Kajal like a daughter but there is a difference between someone being 'like' a daughter and an actual daughter. Being this close isn't quite right. Don't get the wrong idea but Kajal seems to too attached to this Mishra ji. I even noticed Mishra talking to her several times with his hand resting on her back." My mother fell silent and I looked at her with concern.

"Oh... don't go thinking anything inappropriate, just keep an eye on things." Mother's suspicions were not unfounded yet I cannot tell her that I was fully aware of what was going on. I simply told her that I will take care.

After Mother and Father left I mentioned to Kajal that Mother had grown suspicious. Kajal burst out into loud laughter remarking, "Your mother is quite sharp... she figured it all out!"

With Mother and Father gone now I knew that Mishra would surely make up for the lost two weeks.

Moments later Mishra was at the door with a bottle of liquor in his hand.

"Tonight is a night for a party!" he declared as he walked in. He settled onto the sofa as if he owned the place and immediately ordered Kajal to fetch water, ice and other essentials.

"Come on... Ravi let's have a drink or two. It's been ages since we've had the time," he said speaking as if we were old lifelong friends. To me however, he looked like a monster, a predator who had come to devour my sweet innocent wife. Reluctantly I sat down to drink with him. Kajal quickly arranged everything on the table and Mishra began pouring the drinks.

"You could have at least behaved yourself while Mother and Father were around," I said with my tone filled with reproach.

"Oh... but I was behaving!" Mishra replied.

"His mother suspected that something was going on between you and me," Kajal interjected coming over to sit nearby.

"Really?" Mishra let out a boisterous laugh. "Well, her suspicion was spot on! You should have just told her that your wife now gets fucked by a man." I couldn't say a word and sat there in shame.

Kajal was wearing a sheer nightgown, she had acquired quite a collection of such provocative sexy outfits lately. Her blue panties and bra were visible beneath her gown and the Mishra was clearly enjoying the sight.

We began drinking in silence. Kajal was sitting right next to him and he placed his arm around her waist sliding his hand inside her gown.

"She's got a great ass solid all around... right?" he remarked. I nodded mechanically while he began kissing Kajal's lips and fondling her breasts. He then gave her a signal and she started untying the drawstring of his pajama. Watching this my breathing grew heavy.

Kajal was always so eager to get fucked by him. She had shed all her shame and hesitation. Having already been with several men she was now fully embracing and enjoying herself.

A faint smile played on the Mishra's face as he looked toward me causing me to avert my gaze in embarrassment. Kajal undid his pajamas and pulled out his cock. It wasn't erect yet resting between his legs. Even in its flaccid state it looked massive. He sat there completely composed and kept on kneading Kajal's breasts.

"Go on... take out yours too," he said. His tone was casual and unconcerned.

"No... no," I replied. I don't want to expose my own smaller cock and feel humiliated next to his enormous one.

"I'm not looking to compare our cocks. I know yours is smaller but you need to relax and enjoy fully," he insisted. "Come on... take it out."

I noticed Kajal was watching me with keen curiosity.

"Why don't you take your pants off too?" Kajal added. Both of them began pressuring me to reveal my cock.

I remained frozen staring fixedly as he kissed Kajal, first her upper lip then her lower before sliding his tongue deep into her mouth. For nearly a minute he kept sucking Kajal's lips while she enthusiastically participated. I found myself sinking deeper into those all-too-familiar feelings of inferiority.

Slowly he began to undress Kajal and I noticed his cock starting to harden. Once naked Kajal sat on his lap and Mishra's erect cock began to press against her buttocks. Seeing my own wife sitting naked on another man's lap caused a sharp agonizing knot to form in my stomach.

Observing the look of raw lust on Kajal's face I realized that the Mishra had completely brought her under his spell. Kajal began brushing her trembling lips against the Mishra's cheeks, lips and chest while he started kneading her voluptuous body. His strong hands gripped and squeezed her firm breasts. Kajal rested her head against his chest and let out soft low moans. Though her expression betrayed a sense of pain she made no move to stop him.

A short while later Mishra placed Kajal's hand upon my cock. Still was seated on his lap when she began to untie the drawstring of my pajama. As Kajal's hand brushed against my hard cock I breathed in deep ragged gasps.

"Hmm... look at how stiff and erect it is," Kajal remarked, pulling my pajama down and stroking my cock.

"Is it erect because of Kajal's pussy or because of my cock," Mishra chuckled.

"It's erect because of the site of your massive cock. As for my own pussy I have to stroke it quite a bit to get it ready," Kajal replied. I felt so mortified that I wished the earth would just open up and swallow me whole.

Mishra grabbed my hand and began guiding it toward his own cock.

"No, no!" I protested squirming. "Go ahead grab it and see what it feels like," he whispered and despite my protests he placed my hand onto his cock. My wife was stroking my cock while Mishra forcibly placed his own cock into my hand.

His thick hot cock filled my entire palm and much against my will I began to squirm with arousal. I had never imagined that I would ever hold Mishra's cock. A jolt of electricity surged through my entire body. I was trembling with excitement feeling his thick firm cock in my hands. Whatever shred of masculinity I had left was now completely withered away.

Mishra pulled his hand away but I couldn't bring myself to remove mine from his cock. He wrapped his arm around my neck and gently guided my head toward his chest.

"Caress it... feel the whole thing... from the head all the way down to the balls," he whispered. It was as if a dam inside me had burst and I began to play with his cock with the ravenous intensity of someone starved for it. The room fell into complete silence save for the sound of Mishra kneading Kajal's breasts. Every now and then a moan would escape Kajal's lips and in response a sharp hiss of pleasure would slip from my own.

"Raj is coming over today," Mishra said as casually as if he were reporting the weather. "The bastard's been hard for Kajal for ages, he's going to fuck her ass today."

"You're ready to get your ass fucked, aren't you?" he asked Kajal who hesitated before giving a faint uncertain nod.

"He's going to tear that ass wide open," he added. The thought of someone fucking Kajal's ass sent a jolt of dread or perhaps something else, through me. I clung to him breathing heavily while his hands roamed over my smooth skin. For a fleeting moment it felt as though I were back in my grandfather's grip.

"You enjoy it don't you, when my cock goes into Kajal's mouth or into her pussy," he whispered. "Just wait and see how Raj's cock goes into her ass today."

He gestured Kajal and she knelt down before us.

"Put it in her mouth," he whispered to me. I opened my eyes and saw Kajal looking up at me and her head resting on his thighs. Mishra squeezed me firmly. "Give it to her... put it in her mouth."

As if in a trance I guided his cock toward Kajal's mouth. Without a moment's hesitation she took the head deep into her mouth. Her lipstick stained lips spread across Mishra's dark cock.

"Ahem... mmm... she sucks really well," Mishra muttered. Half of his cock was still in my hand while the other half was inside Kajal's mouth. Mishra pressed my face firmly against his chest and began to stroke my hair and cheeks.

"Well done, Ravi... feels good doesn't it?" he whispered. "How does my cock feel?" My face was right in front of his and he held my hair in a tight grip.

I looked up with half-open eyes to find him staring fixedly at me.

"You bastard... I have told you several times... just relax and enjoy. No more fussing or complaining... got it?" he said then pressed his lips to mine and began to kiss me. My entire body started to tremble.

That kiss broke everything inside me. I felt like I was floating in air and I kissed him back with open mouth. My hand at his cock automatically started pumping it in Kajal's mouth. I wanted to do this.

After kissing me for a full minute he pulled away. "Come on now... suck the cock."

"No... no... let me go," I squirmed. I don't think I was ready for it yet.

"Just take my cock into your mouth and see," he whispered.

"No... no..." A storm began to brew within me. That all-too-familiar sensation stirred deep inside.

"Don't overthink it... go down," he said placing his hand on my head and pushing me downward. My gaze fell upon his cock, Kajal was licking it from sides and she looked at me with an expressionless gaze.

Mishra kept a firm grip on my head as I struggled with the conflicting emotions surging within me. Gradually I slid down and Kajal pressed her lips against mine. On her lips I could taste the scent of Mishra's cock. The very next moment she brought the Mishra's cock between our lips.

"Think of these as my lips," she whispered and then began to lick the head of his cock.

"Stick your tongue out and touch it to mine," she whispered and as if acting on autopilot, I pressed my tongue against hers while also licking the head of Mishra's cock. Every shred of my former self had vanished and I found myself fully absorbed in the sensation of his hot cock against my tongue.

9I couldn't think straight. My lips parted and his hot throbbing cock began to slide into my mouth. My entire mouth felt stuffed and I could actually sense the rhythmic pulsing of the cock inside.

"Well done... use your tongue," he instructed. Without a second thought I began to suck it vigorously feeling it grow even larger within my mouth. Every now and then I could hear Mishra letting out sharp, hissed breaths.

"You go out," he said to Kajal. "Raj must have come by now, bring him in here."

No, no... I didn't want Raj to see me like this! But Mishra kept a firm grip on my head refusing to let me pull away.

"Keep sucking. Raj is here for Kajal, he has no interest in you."

I heard the faint clinking of Kajal's bangles as she walked out completely nude. Silence descended upon the room. Mishra easily pushed me back onto the bed and straddled me by placing his legs on either side of my chest.

"Shhh... little boy... just relax and enjoy it. If you struggle too much it'll only hurt more," he said sliding his cock deep into my throat.

"Aak... augh..." As it hit the back of my throat I gagged but a wicked knowing smile played across Mishra's lips. He pulled back slightly only to thrust it deep into my throat once again. Holding onto my hairs he began to slide his cock in and out repeatedly. I struggled to catch my breath while enduring the onslaught. Within a few minutes he had fallen into a steady rhythmic pace.

"Good boy... that's better... isn't it? Feels right now..." he said with a laugh. "You have to set girls up just like this. Once they're properly set they really enjoy taking a cock and so would you."

I don't know how long he kept fucking my mouth like that but I gradually grew accustomed to it.

"Alright, turn over," he whispered pulling his cock out. Before I could even process what was happening, he flipped me onto my stomach and climbed on top. I realized he was going to fuck my ass but I felt no hesitation, no resistance at all. My mind drifted back to the time I had spent in the village with my grandfather.

He began applying lube to my ass. Just then I heard some movement and as I turned my head I saw Kajal land abruptly on the bed beside me. She was positioned just like me, face down and ass up. Raj slide on top of her and grabbed her under him. I tried to sit up but Mishra placed his hand on my back and held me down on the bed.

Our faces were very close and I could clearly see the worry and nervousness etched on Kajal's face.

"Looks like you've got both of them all prepped," Raj spoke laughing and hi-fiving with his brother-in-law.

"They've both been ready for a long time, it's just that this one only realized it today," Mishra said landing a sharp smack on my ass. He began kneading my buttocks as if they were dough and then coating his finger in lube he started to slide it into my anus.

"Ahhh," his thick finger slipped deep inside. I glanced at Kajal and saw that she too was letting out soft low moans. I couldn't see exactly what was happening but I could tell that Raj was prepping her ass as well. After applying the lube Mishra sprawled over me. Enveloping my entire body beneath his own. As he gripped me, I realized that even at this age how incredibly strong he was. I couldn't move at all.

"Keep your ass relaxed and let me slide inside your ass and we'll both enjoy it." His voice had grown thick and strained.

I felt a thick rigid object pressing against my anus and the very next moment a scream escaped my lips.

"Ahh... ahh... stop... stop..." I squirmed. He held me so firmly that I couldn't move and his thick cock began to push into my ass.

"Ahh... ahh... ahh..." I felt his hot breath against my cheeks.

"Ahmm... it's in," he whispered and then shoved it all the way inside with a forceful thrust. Once it was fully inserted he pressed his body against mine as I tried my best to endure the pain. I glanced over and saw Kajal staring at me her expression completely blank. Then seeing a look of agony cross her face I realized that Raj had begun penetrating her as well.

"Ahh... oh God!" a moan escaped Kajal's lips. "Slowly... go slowly!" she cried out. Raj was sprawled over her, it looked as if a bull had pinned down a goat. He turned her face toward his and locked his lips onto hers. Kajal's moans were stifled against his mouth and her body writhed within his grip. She clutched the bedsheet, pulling at it as if trying to escape his hold.

Kajal's muffled moans echoed through the room as her body thrashed beneath Raj. He pinned her firmly beneath him and began to fuck her.

"Forget about watching her, focus on the cock buried deep inside your own ass," Mishra whispered into my ear. "Ah... hmm... your ass is so soft and smooth," he said in a thick strained voice. "Close your eyes and just stay still." His cock was jammed into my ass like a rod.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh, ahhh," I began to moan continuously as he started thrusting slowly. Sharp pain persisted yet I kept moaning in a steady rhythm.

We both, husband and wife were lying side-by-side on the same bed getting our asses fucked simultaneously. Along with Kajal's moans my own groans began to echo through the room.

Glancing over I saw Kajal's lips were parted and she was gripping the bedsheet and crying out with every thrust. Raj was pounding her with full intensity. Meanwhile Mishra also started to move inside me like a piston.

For a long while they both kept at it. Gradually I forgot everything else and become hyper-aware of Mishra's cock sliding in and out of my ass. My own cock stood rigid rubbing against the bedsheet beneath my body. My eyes drifted shut and I began to sink into a strange, intense pleasure. A surge of heat welled up inside me and stars danced before my eyes.

Kajal was crying out, "Slow down!" while Raj was completely consumed by the act. Those two bastards were mounted on us husband and wife and it felt as though a storm had descended upon the room.

I could feel Mishra thrusting with renewed vigor and his guttural grunts signaled that he was releasing his seed deep inside my ass. A short while later everything fell silent.

When Mishra finally pulled away my ass felt like it was splitting apart from the pain. When I stirred I realized that I had ejaculated. My stomach and the bedsheet were both soiled. A while later I looked toward Kajal she too was lying with her eyes closed, catching her breath.

I don't know how long I lay there like that. When I finally came to my sense I was alone in the room and aunty was waking me up.

"Wake up! How much longer are you going to sleep?" she said shaking me. "You aren't the only one who got his ass fucked, Kajal did too and look she's already up and back to work."

When I got up, I felt as if my ass had been torn apart. Somehow, I managed to reach the other room where Kajal saw me and burst into laughter.

"Are you planning to walk around naked?" she asked and that's when I realized I was indeed still stark naked. Laughing Kajal came over and handed me a towel,

"Go take a bath and make sure to stick a finger in your ass to clean it out properly."

Hearing this it suddenly hit me that I had been ass fucked and that Kajal had witnessed it all. I was mortified with shame but Kajal was acting completely unfazed.

We didn't talk much after that and Kajal got busy preparing a meal. Later that night after we had put Mini to sleep she climbed into bed with me.

"What are you looking at?" I asked.

"I'm noticing that you are wearing pajamas. From tonight on you'll be wearing a petticoat when you're with me," she said as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

"W-what... why?" I stammered.

"Because you're no longer my husband... you've become my female friend. And a close female friend which fuck together." Kajal's expression was dead serious it didn't seem like she was joking at all. I noticed she was holding a petticoat in her hands.

"W-what..."

"Take off your pajamas," she commanded firmly and I couldn't muster the courage to argue. Following her instructions I stripped completely naked.

"Here, put this on," she said handing me the petticoat.

With trembling hands I pulled it up over my legs and tied the drawstring around my waist.

"Good. Tomorrow, I'll bring a blouse and a bra that fits you," she added. I looked at her feeling completely stunned.

"Don't look at me like that. It'll be even more fun once you're all dressed up and get ready to see Mishra," she said.

After that she put bangles on my wrists, applied a bindi to my forehead and finished by putting lipstick on my lips.

"It's a good thing you don't have a mustache, with that lipstick on your lips look exactly like a girl's," she remarked.

"Next time I'm going to dress you up completely like a girl."

"Alright... time to sleep now," she said and we both lay down on the bed. She wrapped her arms around me from behind.

"Won't this be great? Now we'll both get to fuck together," she said and kneaded my ass.