The Office Pt 03

This is a consensual sex story. Please read the first and second parts for the background.

Aarti was asleep by the time I got back to the room. She was lying naked on her side, her gorgeous hair spread all over the bed. Her body had bruises all over from the battering she had taken. She moaned and rolled over on her back- her breasts heaving, nipples erect. My eyes moved down to her naked body to her fulcrum. The animal had impregnated her; he had fucked her without a condom. I was about to reach out to touch her when I heard the bing on my phone. It was a video from Haider. The day was still a blur. We had gone from a regular sexy couple to my wife wearing a barely there T-shirt to Haider's office and being fucked by him.

The video was in high definition. It showed Aarti naked, her body dripping in oil, bent over his desk in her stilettos, her marriage necklace violently bouncing with her breasts as Haider pummeled her. Two of his thugs pinned her arms on the desk and were treated to a very close-up of her beautiful breasts shaking. Haider was drenched in sweat, his muscular legs planted firm as he steadily impaled Aarti. Aarti kept her guttural cry 'Haiderrrrr' every time he thrust into her, his slight paunch resting on her ass. He suddenly reached forward, grabbed her breasts, and stood her up. The thugs let her hands go. His thrusts slowed, but he rammed into her harder. Her arms went around his head. The camera showed her naked, gleaming body in detail as she was stretched out, Her breasts shuddering with every violent thrust. His hands now moved to her face, and she turned to look at his dark eyes, his beard, and his bald head. Her mouth opened as he brought his mouth hard down on her- their tongues intertwined as his tempo again picked up, lifting her off the ground with each thrust. They stayed like that for a while, tongues frantically grappling as they fucked like animals. His cronies had bulges between their legs in their thin tunics as they watched my wife being fucked like never before. Haider abruptly tore his mouth from Aarti, held her by her neck, and bent her back over the table- the thugs, on cue, held her arms down.

She started a low moan as he jack-hammered her. The table started shaking; the moan turned into a high-pitched continuous wail. Haider abruptly stopped and pulled his cock from her. He had a smile on his face as he watched her desperately searching for his cock. His massive, circumcized member covered in her juices twitched as he stood back and watched her squirm. She tried to stand up, but her hands were held firm.

Desperate, she tried to rub her breasts against the animals holding her hands; they made sure her erect nipples stood untouched. 'Fuck me, you bastards,' she screamed, half drooling as the group watched. She turned back to Haider and looked at his naked body and massive cock. 'Fuck me,' she moaned again. He kept looking at her. 'Fuck me, you bastard,' she moaned again. Haider suddenly moved, held her breasts, and impaled her, followed by a quick, brutal battering. He pulled out again as she squirted, screaming, 'Haiderrrrrr.' She dissolved into a slobbering mess. As the men held her up, they let her breasts touch their arms as they guided her naked to the couch, where Haider was now sitting- his cock hard as a rock waiting for her.

'We are only getting started, my darling,' he said as his cronies smiled and laughed. 'I want you here whenever I call for you,' he continued. 'Fuck you,' Aarti retorted. He laughed as they lifted her effortlessly and brought her down on his cock. 'Mmmmfff,' she grunted; her words stopped as she came to a halt, completely impaled again. Their eyes met, and their bodies were mashed together, her breasts against his hairy chest. He looked at her marriage necklace, touched it, and said, 'I am going to have my men fuck you after I am done with you, maybe in a year, maybe sooner, he said. 'Don't you dare,' she said as he lifted her and violently brought her down on him. Her words caught......'Haider,' she moaned. Her mouth opened, and their tongues intertwined again as she began shamelessly riding him. She tore her mouth from his and licked his neck, face, and ears. They began pistoning against each other, the others in the room forgotten. They both grappled for dominance, he tried to hold her, but she pinned his hands and fucked him; her hands reached back and grabbed his massive balls. His eyes were glazed, and his tongue flicked out on her nipples as she bounced on him.

Aarti started wailing as his hands broke free from hers, found her hips, and brought her down harder. Harder, faster, 'Haiderrrrrrrrrrrrr' she started squiring, and he came into her. She spasmed. And they slumped together. No one moved; the camera stayed on the two naked people, his cum dripping out of her for what seemed like ever. The couch was a mess of sweat, oil, and Aartis body fluids. Haider finally effortlessly lifted her and threw her on the sofa beside him. Her legs parted as she fell, his cum all over her thighs and dripping out of her pussy. He stood naked, looked at the camera, and smiled.

The camera panned to Aarti naked; the fat man approached her with two of the other thugs. They looked at my nude wife and made some crude talk about what they wanted to do to her. They then left her lying there as Haider resumed his business. People came in and out of the office with Aarti sleeping naked on the couch. Random people stared at the beautiful naked woman lying in the thug's office. 'The poor husband', one of them said. Haider was back in his Kurta/ Pyjama- he smiled at the camera again, and the video ended.

I turned back to Aarti; her eyes barely opened as she reached for me. I was still stunned but hard as a rock. What was happening to me: how could I be aroused after watching the love of my life being fucked to screaming orgasms by an old thug of a classmate, not to mention being brought to orgasm by his fat crony. My thoughts were interrupted by Aarti pulling me to her. Her mouth was on mine; her beautiful naked body was against me. My clothes were quickly off, and her hands found my hard-on. 'He fucked me, babe,' she said as she lowered herself on me. 'All those men saw your wife naked,' she moaned as we picked up speed. 'Why didn't you stop them from stripping your wife naked and fucking her?' she said, looking into my eyes. He made me squirt, babe,' she moaned as I came in her. The visual of her squirting in front of these animals pushed me over the edge. Aarti wasn't done, though; she was writhing as I pulled out of her. 'Finish me, babe,' she moaned as I watched her arch her back. 'Do you want me to call him to come and finish me?' she throated as my fingers found her core. I thrust into her, and she fucked my fingers like she was possessed.' Haideeerrr', she screamed as she came all over my fingers. I continued the pace with my fingers, furiously fucking her, and she began squirting all over. 'Haideeerrrr,' came the cry as she collapsed.

We went to bed, cuddled, and slept through the night. The next day, we both got ready and went to work. That evening, I opened a bottle of wine as Aarti returned in her business suit and high heels. She gave me a wink as she sipped her wine. 'I have blocked his number,' she said. 'I will never see that animal again,' she continued as her jacket came off and her breasts pushed against her silk white top. She came into my arms, her rock-hard nipples against my chest. 'It will be our fantasy going forward,' she said as she unbuttoned her top, loosened her hair, turned, and walked into the bathroom. Her top and bra came off as she turned and cocked a finger at me. I was in a hurry to join her, my clothes coming off. I didn't hear the 'bing' of the text message.