Indian Cuckold Husbands Journey Ch 09

All these happened so fast that I couldn't process everything. I took some time to settle down. I was shocked and worried at the same time. I could never trust Adnan, so I told myself to stick to Rashmi irrespective of anything. I was pretty sure Adnan was going to impregnate my wife. This was his plan throughout. He perceived it as the ultimate proof of him being a bull and me being a cuckold. He wanted to see me raising his and Rashmi's child as my own. He wanted to look at the kid and get a feel of being the real man of the family.

Rashmi's cum covered face flashed in front of my eyes; I could hear her pleading with them to fuck her hard and dump their load inside her.

In the meantime, Rishabh got up and came to his senses. He was still naked. He ordered me to collect his dresses. I handed it over to him, and he returned to the washroom. I texted my wife to find out when she would be starting for home. There was no response; she was supposed to return today.

After 30 minutes, Rishabh came out and sat on the sofa beside me. He grabbed me and started to grope me.

"You are a pathetic cuck but as much fun as your slut wife. Your tight ass was heavenly, even better, compared to your wife's loose pussy" -- He said.

I was scared of him now; I didn't answer anything. He was exploring my ass; his fingers were searching for my hole.

"I remember everything that happened." -- He was having fun remembering every second of it.

"Can we just stop, Rishabh?" -- I pleaded. His finger was inserted in my ass now. I flinched as he started to push it far inside me.

He burst out laughing and tried to push his second finger.

"You are so naïve, Adi."

"What do you mean?" -- I didn't understand.

"The deal is simple, Adi; you convince your whore wife to give me pleasure, too; otherwise, I will keep taking your bitch ass. Next time, I won't spare your girly mouth, too." - Rishabh said threateningly. He also showed a video from last night where I was taking his cock inside me. He threatened to make it public if I didn't comply. I looked like a bitch in that video.

Every action of Rashmi was turning my world upside down. I had no idea what she planned for me next. Her hunger for sex was ruining my life slowly. A wife can make or break your life; I didn't know which direction Rashmi was taking me. Rishabh was my best friend; now, he looked hungry and turned predatory.

Rishabh left after some time. I sat on the sofa, staring at the blank TV. After a while, I went to the bedroom and stood in front of the mirror. I removed my T-shirt and pants. I stood there naked; I was wearing just the chastity cage. It was a 1.5-inch button chastity cage. Even though I had a smaller dick, I never expected that I would fit in it. Now, I was not just fitting in; I didn't even feel any discomfort.

I had a couple of scratch marks on my neck and chest; Rishabh had sharp nails.

I looked at my clean-shaven face; I used to keep a beard earlier, but Rashmi raised concerns. She loved bearded men, but she didn't feel comfortable with my beard touching her vagina. I was instructed to lick her vagina clean almost every day before and after sex with Adnan. My hands were soft with no muscles, and I had a good amount of belly fat and soft saggy man boob. My ass was comparatively big and bubbly. Adnan was very muscular; I was almost nothing before him.

Rashmi used to be scared of his build now she enjoys it, apparently. She started to appreciate muscular men more. However, she had become more voluptuous thanks to him.

Finally, Rashmi responded via text message. She informed me they had just started, and I asked her which area she was in. According to her, they went to one of Adnan's friends' place, which was a slum area. After a while, she figured it out from Adnan and responded, "DJ Halli".

I was speechless. My sophisticated wife had stayed in a slum with few lower-class men all night. Rashmi returned home around 3 p.m., looking exhausted. When she entered the home, I hugged and kissed her cheeks.

She looked at me lovingly and asked if I missed her. I nodded, and she kissed my lips and said she missed me, too. Even though she smelled like sweat, cum but I didn't have time to think. I smooched her for a long time.

Adnan chuckled and said -- "Enjoy with your wife, cucky; at night, she has to ride me again." I looked at Rashmi while smooching; she signaled me to calm down with her eyes while rolling her tongue inside my mouth. She removed her dress, made me sit on the sofa and sat on my lap naked.

"Did you eat on time yesterday?" -- She asked comfortingly.

"Yes, baby, I had it on time. Did you?" -- I asked back.

"I am sorry, honey, to leave you like that after lunch," she said with an innocent face.

"That's okay, babe. I was worried about you till you informed me. I am happy you enjoyed so much." -- I didn't want her to feel bad.

"I don't know how much you understand me and make me feel special with your words." - She rolled her eyes.

I realised Adnan was sleeping in our bedroom. We both went to my bedroom. Rashmi lay down on the bed and invited me with open arms. All the bite marks were visible clearly.

"Who all were there yesterday?" -- I asked her, pointing to the love bites on her body.

"Babe, come and hug me first"

I hugged her tightly and started to kiss again. By natural instinct, her hands went inside my pants, and after realising, she pulled her hand out fast. I felt bad, but I accepted the truth. I was running my hands on her naked, curvy body.

Finally, she spoke and told me she had her first gangbang yesterday.

I saw her vagina, and it was swollen badly. I told her that we should consult a doctor. She denied. I asked her if she would feel good if I could go down on her; she nodded. I made her spread her legs wide and started to lick her destroyed vagina. I was pretty sure she would get an infection shortly for having such unhygienic sex but it didn't stop me from licking it.

"Condom?" I asked.

"No" -- She replied.

"How many of them?"

"Four." She closed her eyes. She was tired.

I buried my tongue in her pussy; I knew it was terrible but didn't have any idea how much. They opened her up completely; Rashmi was unable to walk properly. Her vagina was overused or, in plain words- abused.

I could taste cum inside her pussy.

"Are you on pills?" -- I asked.

"No", -- She answered, almost half asleep.

"You should take it right away" -- I pleaded to her.

"I think I am ready for.." She slept.

My world turned upside down; it's happening wherever Adnan wanted; he brainwashed her. I realized that only God can do miracles in this situation.

Adnan and my wife woke up almost at 6. I prepared coffee for both of them. We three sat on the balcony, and I brought up the topic of pregnancy.

"It is a big thing, Rashmi. We should take time and plan for it. I would love to have my own family," -- I said.

"What do you mean by family? Adnan is also part of this family now. Don't you think so?" -- Rashmi responded.

I looked at Adnan and nodded. I didn't understand my wife; at times, she hinted about getting rid of Adnan, but now she included him in the family. I had no idea what was going on in her mind, but I knew she was playing a different game. She wasn't someone to be brainwashed by someone that easily, but I could be wrong. I knew my wife could do anything for sex.

"So that's simple, let's plan now. Anyway, I feel if I get a boy child, he should be a man, not a cuck!" -- Rashmi chuckled.

Adnan laughed so hard hearing it.

"So, she wants a man to put his seed inside her, cucky! That makes you ineligible," -- Adnan taunted.

Rashmi playfully hit his leg and told him to stop making fun of me.

I was utterly humiliated by them. I couldn't look into Rashmi's eyes. Adnan went ahead and kissed my wife while sitting on a balcony visible from outside. Rashmi was wearing an ultra-short mini-dress with nothing underneath. The dress barely covered anything below her waistline.

"Time for fun, baby. Keep your legs on the balcony railings," -- Adnan said to my wife.

I saw Rashmi obliged; anyone with proper eyesight could see her exposed pussy from the road outside our apartment. I hung my head in shame. To top it all, Adnan started to kiss her bare legs.

"Please, can you do it inside the room?" -- I pleaded.

"Don't worry, hubby, even if people see, they would think me and Adnan are a couple. Don't be scared." -- Rashmi said playfully.

"What happened to you, Rashmi?" -- I asked her after being repeatedly humiliated.

Meanwhile, Adnan made her sit on his lap and pulled his shorts slightly. His cock was erected. Rashmi's dress made it easy for him. Rashmi jerked it for some time and took some saliva using her hands, and applied it to Adnan's dick to make it wet. Adnan slowly made her sit on it in broad daylight. I could feel it was painful for Rashmi as her vagina was already swollen, but she didn't show any willingness to stop.

I could see her body going up and down slowly on Adnan's lap, taking his dick entirely inside her. I kept looking at the road to check if anyone was looking at our balcony. Adnan's hands were on Rashmi's breasts, grabbing them and squeezing them hard. I could see the nipple impression on her thin silk dress. I could smell sex in the air as their body fluid mixed. Almost 30 minutes later, I saw Rashmi's and Adnan's bodies shaking. I realized he had dumped all his load inside her.

Rashmi got up and went inside. I thought she would call me to clean up as usual, but she didn't.

The realization set in. It was happening.