My active wife was fucked by many men in the bus. One of them, a handsome man, took both of us to his mansion. There I also saw my wife getting fucked. You will know after reading this.
Friends, I had written in the previous part of the story Khum Meri Chalu Biwi (Sex Gay Slave Meri Biwi Ki Chudai-1) that
even though I fucked my wife four times every night, she still longed for cock.
When she was taken from the city to the village, she was in a moving bus with six guys who were rubbing their dicks on her pussy and ass. I kept watching silently as my wife was being fucked. Because I was threatened to remain silent. Even before reaching the village, a man named Subhash asked us to stay in his village.
Now further:
When both of us came out of the car, a jeep was standing in front and Subhash was sitting in it. We followed him in the jeep. He started driving the jeep and after twenty minutes he parked the jeep near a big house.
We came down and the servants came in and took our luggage and we all went inside.
Subhash explained something to the servant and we all went inside. Inside he showed Amita a room and said: This is my room, you can sleep here today.
He asked Amita to take a bath and freshen up and invited me to come with him. We walked together and he showed me his entire mansion. Thirty minutes later we reached the table and sat down.
He told me- Look Kuman, whatever is done is done. But our original intention was right from the beginning.
I still remained sitting with my head bowed.
He said- Call your home and tell them that you are staying for the night.
I said- There is no phone at home.
He said- Then call your in-laws.
I said- He was not even there.
He formally asked about my in-laws and in-laws and I told him everything.
Later I felt that I should not have said this, so that was a different matter. Just then two more people came and sat at the dining table.
Subhash said that both of them were his best friends and business partners.
After two minutes Amita came to the table and we had dinner together.
Then Amita and I got up and went into the room. Amita sat on the bed and I started thinking how to talk to her.
In less than two minutes there was a knock at the door.
I slowly opened the door and saw Subhash standing at the door with his two friends.
He asked me- Whose room is this?
I quickly said – Yes, yours.
Subhash said- Then what are you doing in my room, you bastard?
Both his friends started laughing loudly.
Subhash further said – Come on, don’t even think of going out.
He held my hand and pulled me outside. As soon as I came out, three people went inside and locked the door from inside.
I knew from the beginning that Amida was inside, but due to circumstances I was forced to accept defeat. I went to the window and started looking through the crack. Inside, all three of them were lying on the bed and Amita was standing near them.
There was no sound coming from inside.
Subhash is saying something to Amita.
My quarrelsome wife slowly started taking off her clothes and lay down naked on the bed.
While roaming around, Subhash came near the window and covered it with a curtain. Now I couldn’t even see inside, so I went and lay down on the sofa. I fell asleep while lying down and did not wake up until five in the morning.
5.30 The door of the room opened and two of Subhash’s friends came out, Subhash saw me and started closing the door again.
For a moment I saw my quarrelsome wife Amida lying naked on the bed with her legs crossed.
I knew that my wife was already enjoying being fucked by the cock, so she did not say anything.
The door of the room was closed again and was not opened again until eight in the morning. First Amita comes out, then Subhash.
Amita was sitting straight in the car when Subhash came to me and said, “Come, I will take both of you to the village.”
I sat quietly in the jeep and after about an hour we reached our village.
Before I reached home, Subhash covered his mouth with a cloth. The jeep stopped and my mother came and took us in the jeep.
As soon as he came, he said – Son, there is news about the daughter-in-law’s parents and they will not come to take her. We have to deliver our daughter-in-law.
We got out of the jeep and the jeep continued on its way.
Amita went inside and my father took me to the village market to do some shopping. He told me that some special relatives have been invited in two days so I have to feed them.
When we came back in the evening, we saw a car parked outside. When we reached home, we came to know that people from Amita village had come to take her. Both of us went straight to welcome him. As soon as I saw that man, I got an electric shock. Subhash is standing in front and I cannot understand how he became Amita’s villager.
My father asked him some questions about Amita’s village and then, satisfied, said – send Amita with them.
I thought it was some kind of trick, but he’d say anything, anything.
Thinking about my excuse, Amita could not stop herself from sitting in the car.
Compelled because…because it’s written on his face.
After this Subhash sat in his car and left.
I thought that Amita would not return to the village, so I started planning to go to my in-laws’ house.
The next day when I told my father, he got angry and said – Just follow the invitation of relatives.
Somehow I arranged an invitation for the next day. I said again in the evening.
So my father said- leave in the morning.
When I told her in the morning, my mother said – I won’t like it if I roam around in front of my relatives, let the relatives go, then go.
Two days passed after my relatives left, the next day at two o’clock my father allowed me to go to my husband’s house.
Four days and five nights have passed since Amitabh left. I reached Amita’s village by bus. When we reached it was evening. My in-laws welcomed me and made me sit in a room.
After some time Amita came with her sister. Amitabh was standing at the door. His sister came and sat near me and said to me: You really love Amitabh. Amita is here this afternoon and you are coming in the evening.
I said with surprise – so late in the afternoon?
His sister said: Yes, what else? In the afternoon a man named Subhash came from your village and brought Amita.
When I looked at Amita, she started lowering her head. There was no guilt or fear visible in his eyes. My quarrelsome wife would not make eye contact with me.
His sister said: It seems, Amitabh, you will not let me sleep the whole night. Given his condition this afternoon, that’s probably the case. Now that she is here, she will rest for a month and then leave. Even today she sleeps next to me.
I was forced to sleep in a room. I had only two days of leave left so I had to return to the city without meeting or talking to Amita.
All the way I kept thinking about Amita’s stay with Subhash for four days and five nights. And during this time, he probably treated my wife like a whore.
This man, as long as I was alive, could treat my wife like a whore and spoon fuck her in front of me. He could have thrown me out of the room and played with my wife’s body all night long. So when he and Amita were alone for five days, I didn’t know what was going to happen.
But we won’t know until Amitabh arrives. Amitabh will come in a month.
Somehow I survived for a month and then took three days leave and went to my in-laws’ house. When I reached my husband’s house, my sister-in-law told me that Amitabh had gone back yesterday. Someone from our village had come to pick him up.
I asked timidly – Who…Subhash?
He said- No, there is no Kundan.
I know Kundan, he is my neighbor and we have a family relationship. If my mother had sent anyone else besides me, it would have been Kundan.
I felt relieved when I heard his name. When I started going back, they forcibly stopped me. After resting for the night, I reached home the next day.
As soon as I reached home, I asked Amma – Amma, call Amita.
Grandmother said- Hey, where is he, go and bring him there.
If you cut me, there will be no blood.
I asked-Kundan?
Amma said- Hey…her father-in-law passed away and he went there. Will return next week. If he had been there I would have sent him, but now, son, you go.
I turned and walked out of the house. My present wife is neither here nor at home, so where is she?
The first idea came from Subhash.
So I took a bus to Subhash’s village.
I reached Subhash’s village in the evening. When I entered Subhash’s house, I saw that Subhash was sitting in front with some people. Breakfast had been served and everyone was having breakfast.
Subhash looked at me angrily, I went to him and said – Subhash bhaiya, listen for two minutes, I want to talk.
Subhash started staring at me and said – Come on!
Both of us went to a corner. Subhash said- Tell me, what do you want to talk about?
I asked- Subhash bhaiya, is Amita here?
She stared at me and said – Why is she here?
I scaredly told him – Last month you brought him from my house and after five days you left him at his parents’ house.
He laughed and said – Well, we did not use it properly at that time. My friend also insisted so I took it. We drank her youthful juice to our heart’s content for five days and then brought her to our home. Why don’t your clothes tell you this?
I said softly – Before this we used to get a chance to speak.
Subhash says- He is not here, let’s leave from here now… there is a party at my house. My special customers are those who bring me good business. Don’t spoil my mood and get out of here.
Then a man came very close to us. He said- Who is this Subhash Bhai?
Subhash quickly said – Is he your old friend?
He said- So brother, bring them also to the party and take them to heaven.
I said softly – No need, I am leaving now.
He held my hand and forcefully took me to the sofa. Four people were sitting on the sofa, all of whom were above thirty years of age.
While taking me he said – Subhash’s friends, our friends, will not let me go so soon. If Subhash’s party had not shown its strength then this would not have been possible.
When I looked at Subhash, he had an ugly expression on his face. Maybe he doesn’t like my staying.
That man probably also saw this, so he said to Subhash – Sorry Subhash Bhai, we increased the number of guests without asking you, aren’t you sad? If that were the case, we would all take them and have the party somewhere else.
Subhash’s face and tone changed and he started flattering all of them. I had already guessed that everyone was drunk.
Then someone said – Hey Subhash Bhai, call your Chamiya and order some drinks.
Subhash looked at me and said: My friend is leaving. Then I will call.
The man said- Now that we have included him in the party, let’s show the whole party. call out.
Subhash got up and went inside. After a while a girl came in with a tray of drinks. The girl was visible from a distance, but her face was not visible from where I was sitting.
One glance revealed that she was completely naked. When she came I was stunned, it was my wife Amita. She looked at me, but there was no indication on her face that she recognized me.
I looked towards Subhash to see his face that his lie had been caught. He smiled and looked at me. I got angry but remained silent.
Amita started bringing trays for everyone one by one and everyone also picked up their glasses one by one. Everyone picked up the glass and touched some part of his body. Finally Amita came towards me, she did not make eye contact with me.
I silently picked up a cup. Amitabh turned around and went back. Everyone drank alcohol at once.
Someone said- That thing has entered the kitchen, hasn’t it?
Subhash nodded.
He said- Okay, I will complete one round and come back, let us go to Rastogi Saheb.
A man named Rastoji said: Hey, you take Sinha. Patel and I came last month. We all made Bhabhi do Kathak the whole night.
I looked at Subhash again. He started smiling again.
The man said- What kind of peace?
Rastogi said – Friends, she has an amazing pussy and she looks less like a whore and more like a newlywed bride. Last time mehendi was applied on my hands and feet.
The other one said – So what is Subhash’s trust, you only serve the newly-wed bride.
The man looked at Subhash and said, “There is no prohibition on anything, right?”
Subhash said to Pat – What is the speech of Singh Saheb, use it wherever you want and put it wherever you want.
My wife probably was not getting enough from one cock, that is why she was not saying anything, or she was helpless. This will be revealed to you in the next part of this sex story.
I saw my active wife getting fucked…how did you like it? You can write me a mail.
Yours Khuman Singh
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