18-05-2024, 03:20 AM
Richa and my Gym experience
"Dumm lavun uchal na leka, bayko sarkha naajuk ka banto ahe" - Lift the weigths with full force asshole, why are you becoming weak like wife. This was the loud shout we heard from the local trainer. He was carrying a whip while shouting a young boy when both Me and Richa went to nearby gym. He was a mid aged bald guy with muscular body and height above 6 feet.
"Chaai la...hi aajkal chi pora, kahi ch kaamache nahi, nuste ghari basun aaita khayla hawa ani screen samor gondhal karanyat hushaar rahile , Whoooosh..!!! "
- "Holy shit, these young generation, are good of nothing. All they want is to eat the ready made food served and do timepass over mobile/laptop screens ." - commented the trainer Mr Dhawale while speedily cutting the air hard with his whip.
He seemed to be a strict orthodox man following disciplined life with regular exercise without fail. Richa was attracted by his physique and way of training.
'DHAWALE PEHELWAAN' - was his nickname when we came to know about him. He used to be a wrestler earstwhile in his youth b4 getting into this feild.
Rather it was my decision that we both should join any fitness studio. I had been getting complaint from people quit often of getting fat and lazy. Also my parents were in support of this decision of getting fit in next 3-4 months to look good for upcoming wedding in family.
Although not very fancy, but it was a descent gym . Most of the equipments were manual, creaky and outdated. Even though it was written unisexual at the display board outside, but hardly we could see any female clients . Most of them were young boys , some men and few oldies. The mirrors weren't wiped clean as we could see spec of dust and cob-webs hovering around. The washroom was also dirty with dull light and tiles.
Upon seeing my hot wife, the entire aura was turning cheerful, and everyone seemed taking special interest in doing their sets with more reps than usual capacity. He (trainer Dhawale pehelwaan) came near us and directed us using same whip towards back end at changing room to get into gym outfit. We had already seen the way yesterday itself upon coming for inquiry.
During the inquiry , not only he made me convince to shred away that extra belly fat but also get me chiselled body organically in next months else he would refund the entire amount along with deposit. The only condition was we need to be regular whole time and follow his rules inside with his diet plan outside. There was only 1 holiday allowed in entire week i.e. SUNDAY
The changing room was although separate for ladies and gents but as there were more num of males waiting, they would quite often use ladies room whenever idle. It was due to which it carried a masculine smell of dirty sweat. This aroma was what my wife was craving for. It was a holy scent of perfume for her from the gods. Also the latch was only at door of ladies room since men mostly ignored shutting and didn't mind any such privacy in themselves considering brothers. There was a washroom cum bathroom where shower facility was available.
Richa came back in 2 min wearing a tight black Yoga pants with sleeveless green sports Bra and white sports shoes. Her sexy body curves were into full exhibition for everyone working out there. The torso was straight without any extra mass. It went down to her ass which bulged nicely for any man to spank. While I wore a simple shorts pants, casual T-shirt and shoes.
It became clearly evident to everyone that she didn't need any gymming but was there for me to motivate. The only dilemma was that her motivation didn't remained exclusively for me but spread at each and every nook corner of gym.
Right from young, middle aged to old. Every man's wet dream was my stunning and sexy hot wife. They all might have definitely hatched evil plans in their pervert minds to have her on sofa somehoq.
We were instructed to do few warm up exercise at beginning. It involved mostly streching and freeing body parts. Richa being flexible enough could do them properly yet comfortably , but I faced problem due to obesity issue and was showing lethargy. The Trainer spotted me being little lazy and came from now-where. He scolded me in front of everyone for not doing as directed.
I felt little embarrased from his shouting, when we heard few giggles and gossips from other people. Meanwhile Richa on the other hand was given applaud by same audience as she completed them on stipulated time. That made her feel validated and she was even more excited to go further.
Now we were told to do Push ups, which I had never ever done in my entire life. Hardly I could get up once upon going down. The trainer knew it very well and he gave me little relaxation by touching the ground using my knees to do semi-push ups. Whereas Richa could do 2 sets of 10 reps pushups easily, in this position her ass protruded out and boobs hung down and were giving good sight of deep cleavage. I could see each man was oggling at her body.
Later we moved to the weighing equipments. Those were dumb bells, bench presses, pulleys, smith machines etc. Descent amount of time was spent on all of them by both of us.
Finally came the most difficult exercise of cardio. It involved running intensely on treadmill for 10 minutes non-stop. This exercise was exclusively for me. The machine being large and requiring electric supply was kept on the extreme end (almost outside).
I went over there till then Richa was done and she sat relaxing on the stool kept near front reception table while wiping her face sweat with napkin.
I saw almost entire gym vacating, each man wanted to personally wave a good bye to my sexy hot wife . Richa acknowledged them and smiled while they passed behind her.
After their departure , motivation for today gave up. Barely I could manage 3-4 minutes and ultimately stopped. I was huffing and puffing. My lungs were fighting literally for oxygen. Whole body was covered with sweat. I took the towel and wiped my face. Upon seeing at front. I saw the trainer talking with my wife in my absence.
Reaching near them, I could hear the ongoing discussion was about me. He was telling her about my diet plan to be followed and asking her entire day schedule. Richa didn't mind sharing these details and was cheerful throughout the entire conversation. Finally after cracking some jokes , he freed us and we went back to changing room to get back to our regular outfit.
Few days past by and life proceeded . However due to my busy office schedule I skipped gym few days. But Richa went alone, she was getting good company of guys and had made friendship with them as well. whenever I used to go to work early, sometimes dropping my wife , I could see her waving them 'HI' or giving them morning 'HUGS'.
Almost a month later when I got free from my project, I talked to my wife about our Gym . The trainer was asking about you since past few days Honey . He was bit angry on you today as well since you didn't show up entirely from last 2 week. I told Richa not to worry and promised her that will come regulary from tmrw onwards.
Next day we went together and I could see his aggression. I wasn't welcomed by other fellow men either. They were used to see Richa all alone & now I was becoming an obstruction in their sight. They all ignored my presence or bit talked rudely. The trainer was also not entertaining us much. We changed to our outfits and began working out.
"BAGHA YA GAADHAV MAANSA LA, 1 MAHINA AGODAR JE SHIKAVLA HOTA, TE PAN VISARLA....AATA PARAT YA WAR MEHNAT GYAV LAGEL MALA SURUVATI PASUN...!! "
"See this asshole person, whatever I have taught him 1 month ago, he has forgot even that. Now I need to train him again from the very beginning." This was my insult made by him deliberately loudly in front of everyone. They all laughed on me. I didn't mind bcoz it was genuinely my mistake as I directly went to the the equipments without doing warmup exercise.
"YAA LOKAN NA KAHI SHISHTA CH NAHI, JEVHA MAN ZALA TEVHA UTHUN CHALLE YETAT"
"These people don't have any discipline, whenever they feel like doing exercise, they come at their own will"
After completing warmup, I went for pushups. Due to irregularity, I couldn't do many and rose up in middle. But the trainer shouted at me once again.
"10 CHE 2 SET ZALE KA TUJHE ? PURNA KELYA SHIVAY UTHTOY KASA MURKHA?, CHAL PARAT 0 PASUN SURUVAT KAR, RICHA TYALA PURNA KARAYLA LAAV ANI SUPPORT DE"
"Have you completed 10 reps of 2 sets, ? How dare you get up b4 completing them MORON , now you will have to start from beginning 0., Richa , make him complete them and also give support if needed ." - he directed
Finally after completing them somehow with my wife's support I got up. My chest was literally burning. Then we went towards equipments , lifted some weights and I proceeded for my cardio i.e. treadmill and bicycle.
Meanwhile Richa was assisting him in arranging the devices and pulley. She had already completed her part and was sitting idle waiting for me to finish.
The rest of the men were gone, and we 3 were only left. Finally when I was tired with my 5 min of running instead of 10.
"ZORAANI DHAAV KI ...BAHER AALELA POT DISTEY ...KAAL KAY KHAALA HOTA ?
"Run fast man....your buldged out belly is visible....what did you eat ystrday ?
"VADA PAAV" - I responded honestly
LASH..!! VADA
LASH..!! PAAV
I got 2 lashes from his whip upon cheating on my diet .
"PLZ SAHAB, AB AUR NAHI DAUD SAKTA...AAJ KE DIN JAANE DIJIYE...KAL SE PAKKA KARENGE "
"Plz sir, I cant run anymore...spare me for today...will do rest from tomorrow onwards " - I requested upon running for 2 more minutes
"BARA...FAQT AAJ CHYA DIVSHI SODTO AHE TULA, UDYA PASUN ROZ NAHI AALA KI BAGH TU....AANI JITKA SANGITLA TE NEET AIKAYCHA ...NAHI TAR ASHI SHIKSHA DEIL KI NANGA KARUN KASARAT KARAYLA LAVNAR SAGLYAN SAMOR"
"Fine....Only for today I m leaving you, but if you dont come regularly from tmrw onwards or don't obey me , then I will punish you with doing exercise naked in front of everyone" - he roared.
"I got scared with this warning and quickly went alone to changing room. I wanted to get out from here ASAP. Today I was humiliated in front of my wife and other people by this strict trainer"
Richa giggled hearing his warning , she knew that trainer was joking. But just imagining me working out naked in front of everyone made her laugh.
"While coming back home, I discussed with my wife about quitting the gym altogether. But she didn't pay attention and convinced me to don't take the trainer's warning seriously. He is a good person, until you don't abide to him. And all this is for your own betterment of health. "
I acknowledged her closed the topic. But deep down I knew my ragging would continue for quite long time. While on the way we stopped at grocery shop to buy few essential and nutritious food as recommended by him.
Next few days went similar and we both were working out regularly. In the couple of weeks my fat loss process began gradually and I could see results. Also my efficiency began increasing on sofa as well. Richa could sense that I was able to last longer than usual. Also my muscles started developing due to weight training. I could feel a slight pump each time upon coming back from gym. My perception towards Mr DHAWALE began changing. These small things and his guidance gave me motivation and life was going great.
But the problem with good times is that they come with an expiry date . Now was time of March ending, wherein enormous amount of workload came and our office due to financial year closing. Also office was lacking of staff. Although I managed my work life balance, until 1 Thrusday I was called on office for entire night due to pending work and absence of few staff members. I myself hated working at late nights especially on weekends unless Richa is sofading someone.
But afterall, work is worship and I had to do over time anyhow. Finally completing my task and getting free by 4 AM in the dawn, I was hell tired and went home directly onto my sofa. I dozed of around 5 AM to find myself waking up directly at 6 PM in evening.
I rubbed my eyes to check Richa and saw her reading novel beside me.
"Baap re, kya mai itna zyada soya ...Muze uthaya kyu nahi , jaan ? " - I inquired
"Tum Ghode bech ke so rahe the, toh maine socha kyu disturb karu " - replied Richa.
" Haa but hum sath me gym jane wale the na ? kya tum jaa ke aayi ? woh trainer ne kuch kaha kya mere naa aane ke bare me ? - I digged in further,
Richa could see a sense of worry on my forehead. The 3 unbroken wifi lines were evident that I was in tension.
"Haa, unhone bohot daant lagayi h tumhe, bola Sunday ko jab already chhuti thi hi toh tumne 2 din Friday aur Saturday ko kyu off liya ?. Although maine usse kafi samzane ki koshish ki lekin woh koi bahana sunne ko tayyar nahi the. Aur kaha tumse directly baat karenge. "
I was now scared seriously from head to toe. I tried calling him personally on his mobile num. But he straighaway rejected my calls thrice. I wondered whether he would kick me out or what ?
2 days past by and then came Monday , we went early to the gym as I wanted to avoid his thrashing in front of everyone. Dhawale sir was himself working out since others were yet to come.
"AALA AMCHA LAADKA BHARAT 3 DIVASA NANTAR...EK KAAM KAR, TU SODUN TE KASRAT KARNA....TUZYA BASS CHI GOSHT NAHI ....JAA AANI APLYA A/C ROOM MADHE JAUN ZOPA KAADH "
Richa might have told him about my sleep during weekend.
"MAAF KAR DO DHAWALE SAHAB, OFFICE ME KAAM BOHOT THA...AGLI BAAR SE GALTI NAHI HOGI "" - I pleaded
"He forgive me for time being, but asked me to meet once after completing today's exercise." I knew he would once again shout at me after everyone is gone
"While weight training exercise, By mistake I didn't keep the weights on rack properly. And it somehow due to gravity it rolled down all of sudden in sequence to fall apart on feet of Mr Dhawale. 20kg of dumb bell fell on his feet. Blood began to come out from the little finger of his toe. Also there was a fracture in his ankle. Bone was cracked.
We took him to the hospital in our car, he was unable to walk. He was angry at me and kept cussing bad words throughout the way that too in front of Richa.
Bhosadichya
Madarchod
Aai zavadya
Behenchod
Gandu
I was driving while Richa was seated on the back seat with him, applying cotton to stop the blood rush. Meanwhile she was also displaying her ample cleavage. She smiled secretely hearing him using foul words for me. but tried to handle the situation maturely by being sympathetic towards his pain.
We went to Casualty dept, Doctor plastered his entire feet and warned not to strain the leg for alteast 25-30 days. That meant he cant work out and gym will remain closed for a month. I was happy and sad as well.
I asked directly, "KYA ISKA MATLAB 1 MAHINA GYM KO CHHUTI ?"
Abe lavda chya baala, tuzya mule maza 2 lakh cha nuksaan zala aani pay fracture zala toh vegla....aani tula maja yete aahe.....Thamb baadhya...ek da mala thik hou de, mg tula ashi shiksha deil na....ki aayushya bhar aaji chi aathvan kadhshil. Nahi maza naav Dhawale mag.
"You dick hair, bcoz of u i had a loss of 2Lakh rs and got my leg fractured...and u r finding it funny.....wait asshole, let me get fine once, then I'll teach u a nice lesson that will remind u of uur grandmother. else my name wont be dhawale....he threatened me totally."
"Tuzya baiko la saglyan samor nanga karun nachvato aata.""
"I will make ur wife dance naked infront of everyone."
30 days passed by and gym remained close. Richa used to visit his home quite often to have a check on his health. Since he was a single divorced person, he had no one to take care of him. I instited my wife to go with some fruits, as repentence.
Also in hope that it would reduce his anger and hatred towards me. And he might forgive me. But each time, whenever Richa would come back from his home, she would tell me about how much angry he remained at me. And used to keep me names as
NAMARD,
HIJDA ,
CHHAKA,
and what not.
I had already told her to not defend me, or counter argue as it was totally my mistake and I deserved nice scolding. But in person, not atleast behind my back in front of my wife
Finally she took him to the hospital to get the plaster removed . After 45 odd days the gym was open. Now he was totally fine and could walk, but still not do heavy exercise. That was evident as he had gained some extra mass by laying on sofa all time and his cuts had disappeared.
Richa had already told me, "DHAWALE SAHAB KAL SE GYM REOPEN KARNE WALE HAI...UNHONE TUMHE BULAYA HAI , WOH BHI SABSE PEHLE " I understood he was going to take his revenge of me and set an example in front of all other members.
"SORRY DHAWALE SAAHAB, MUJHSE ANJANE ME USS DIN GALTI HO GAYI, AAP CHAHE TOH AAPKA ISS MONTH KA JOH BHI PAISO KA NUKSAAN HUA HAI....WOH MAI BHAR DUNGA....LEKIN GUSSA THUK DIJIYE....PURANI BAATEIN KYA YAAD RAKHNI"
"Sorry dhawale sir, I committed a mistake unkknowingly, if u want, I will pay ur losses for this month....Just let the anger go away....why preserve past old things"
"MAI AGLI BAAR ME NAHI MAANTA, JOH GALTI HAI USKE LIYE SAZA TOH MILEGI , ZARUR MILEGI....JAO JAKE KAPDE BADAL KE AAO...AAJ TUMHARI KHAIR NAHI "
"I dont believe in next time at all.....the mistake which u have done, u will definitely get punished for that.....go get ur dresses changed....I wont spare u that easily."
I went to changing room alone and began taking of my clothes
"Meanwhile he came near Richa and whispered something softly in her ear. She giggled and gave a fake yet naughty pat on his arm.
But upon seeing in his eyes deep, It seemed he was serious and not in funny mood at all.
"He barged into the unlatched gents changing room, took away my sports wear and tightly squeezed my left ear. He pulled me in the same fashion and gave his lying whip to Richa . Then ordered her to hit me 10 hard lashes on my naked body. "
I was only in my boxers and nothing else. I was begging for mercy to both of them, but they didn't pay any heed.
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
Each of the lash hit me at different body parts and they became red due to stinging pain. I was shouting and whinning like a small kid in college. However they didn't stop and ordered me count each one out loud and clear.
Finally after administering the punishement , he took the whip from my wife and hit her 2 Lashes on her Ass cheeks over her dress itself as well. This was for not looking after her husband's carelessness and unable to teach him discipline.
Completing the lashing part. Now he made me hold my ears and do 20 situps . I started the task meanwhile my wife was sitting on his lap and he was mauling her Boobs. His daring was reaching next level, as he was manhandling a married woman in front of her own man . While dominating both the couple to extreme heights .
"You, Richa?"
It was DHawale. I mentally took note of the fact that he called by her name instead of madam. I hoped he would take pity on my poor wife and be gentle with her. Then I remembered the comments he had made about my wife's breasts. What had he called it? Mummay and "TERI BIWI KO NAGNA KARKE SABKE SAAMNE NACHAUNGA.
"Yes. I am here. DHAWALE SAHEB" Richa answered.
I heard a chuckle from the corner of floor, and then heard a shutter of gym getting down and door slam shut. My wife was now with this man, locked in a gym ,about to be taken. I realized she must now be very, very nervous, yet her voice betrayed no such fact.
"Richa. sit down."
There was a small creak. It was from the bench press. Richa had sat down as instructed, and then I saw him sit on a chair.
"Are you comfortable?" He asked her.
"I wish we had some fan." Richa replied. "It's hot, and I am sweating."
"You can remove off your dress to feel relaxed
"Yes, DHAWALE SAHAB. Thank you."
"I am trying to be nice to you. If you complain too much I will treat you much more harshly than ur husband ."
There was a silence.
"I am sorry, DHAWALE JI. I will not complain. I am prepared for you DHAWALE ji. Please ... you can start any time."
"RICHA, what's your measurements? Do you know?"
This was highly strange, I thought. Why is he interviewing her?
"Er ... not really, I am not sure, DHAWALE ji. I think it's 34-29-36."
"And your cup size?"
"Er ... I don't know, DHAWALE ji. I think it's a C. Or a D."
DHAWALE chuckled.
the chair creak. He stood up.
"Come here. Let me measure."
There was silence for a while. . ,then a small whimper, and then a grunt.
He now had my wife's breasts in his hands. He was cupping them, squeezing them, leading to my wife's soft moans. He was "measuring" her. Then he put his hands on her bum and gave it a soft pinch, leading to the 'ouch' sound. His one hand was on one of her breasts, and his other hand on her bum. He was squeezing and fondling her, while "measuring" her.
"Do you like to have sex, Richa?" Dhawale ji asked.
"I ... I don't know, dhawale ji."
SLAP!
He had slapped her!
"Please answer properly, Randi . Do you like to have sex?"
"Er ... yes, Dhawale ji. But my husband and I don't have it too often, Dhawale ji."
Why did she have to say that? Besides, it was a lie!
Dhawale chuckled.
"For the next few months that won't be a problem."
I realized he had just said 'few months' instead of 'hours'. Were we supposed to be his prisoners for few months. This was highly interesting, and only made me determined to find a way to escape from this gym soon.
"Tell me," Dhawale continued, "What sort of sex acts do you do with your useless husband?"
"Dhawale ji, we have normal sex. Like ... he comes on top of me ... does his thing ... and that's usually it,dhawaleji."
"Hmm ... so you have never sucked his cock?"
"Um ... no,dhawaleji. Actually ... I did once, but I didn't let him cum in me, Dhawale ji. I don't like doing that."
"So today ... it will be your first blowjob, really! You never tasted cum before, Bhabhi?"
"No, Dhawale ji. I am a simple housewife,dhawaleji. These things ... never crossed my mind, Dhawale ji."
"And you have never been fucked in the gaand before?"
"Dhawale ji?"
"You ass -- no one ever fucked you in the ass, bitch?"
"Er ... no, Dhawale ji."
"Good. So you are an ass virgin. Well, not for long. OK, Bhabhi, turn around and bend over. I want to see that ass."
"Yes, Dhawale ji."
"You have a nice ass, Richa. Big and fleshy, but not too big to be fat. Tight and smooth skin. I like it."
"Er ... thanks, Dhawale ji."
"Keep still, bitch -- don't move! Remain like that ... bent over."
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Ouch!"
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Now, bitch, undress me."
For some time, Richa was undressing Dhawale.
"Oh my God! What is this!" Suddenly I heard my wife say upon seeing his dick. Dhawale chuckled.
"This is a real cock. Just like a captain's."
"It is ... also ... so ... big. Huge." Richa exclaimed. "I thought only pornstars used to have so huge.....and that too only after eating viagra or injecting chemicals"
"Touch it. Feel it. This is a real man's cock."
Richa made some soft sounds. They were both naked. She was now caressing this man's hardness, while he was pinching her breasts, leading her to make gentle mewing sounds.
"Is your husband not as big?" Dhawale asked looking at me . Richa didn't reply.
SLAP!
I realized that every time she would behave in a way that they didn't like, he would slap her. By the end she would be a trained puppy, behaving and responding just how he would want her to.
"No, Dhawale ji. He is ... quite small ... compared to this."
SLAP!
"Whenever I ask you a question, Bhabhi, you will answer. Got it?"
"Er ... yes, of course, Dhawale ji."
SLAP!
"Now tell me again how this cock compares to your husband." Dhawale ordered.
"Yours is very big, Dhawale ji." Richa answered, leading me to cringe. "His ... is hardly bigger than my little finger, Dhawale ji. Your almost goes to my elbow."
SLAP!
"Good answer, Bhabhi. Now let's go to the lie down, bitch. I want to examine that pussy of yours."
Soon enough, the reception sofa squeaked in unison as they stepped in it. Richa seemed resigned to the fact and let out a deep sigh. Before long they were out of my sight as I was listening to her moans from far away every few minutes. What was happening ?
I realized soon that she was being fingered between her thighs. For the first time in my life I felt the electric mix of shock, jealousy, humiliation and, most importantly, arousal as I heard my wife's erotic faint cries. Clearly Dhawale was getting her all hot and bothered. I thought he would straight away fuck her, but it seemed like he wanted to get her all aroused, and from the sounds, he was successful.
"You have a very moist, creamy pussy, Bhabhi." I heard Dhawale say. "It's so wet!"
"Aaaah ... thank you, Dhawale ji." My wife replied. She was moaning as well. I guess she had to reply if she didn't want to be slapped again.
"It's so soft. And tight." Dhawale continued. "How does that feel, Richa?"
"AAAAAH!" My wife exclaimed. "Oh, Dhawale ji. Oh, Dhawale ji!"
My wife continued to moan softly as Dhawale continued to finger her love tunnel. I soon heard Richa give a soft cry. I could picture her, clutching the sofasheets tightly with her fingers as her body spasmed in response to dhawale's handiwork.
After about five minutes of this, I heard them moving around some more and in no time at all I heard the first mate let out a groan.
"AAAH... OH that's lovely, BITCH. SUCK IT. SUCK IT!"
His moans began in earnest and I could only imagine my wife's breasts and hair flipping back and forth as she sucked him. She had already given one blowjob today, and this was now her second. Would dhawale come in her mouth? Or would he hold on and fuck her?
I got my answer as I heard a sharp cry from Dhawale.
"OOOOOH YES!! FUCK! YOU SUCK LIKE A VACCUM BHABHI!"
So, he was cumming in her mouth. I heard more movements, and presumably he was still busy ejaculating into her. I marveled at how far Richa had come in a mere couple of hours. She hated anything oral, and here she was, giving her second blowjob of the day and swallowing it all.
I suddenly realized I was very hard. With a horror, I looked at my trousers. I had a noticeable bulge. Oh my goodness! What was wrong with me! My wife was being ... used ... on the other side and here I was, aroused!
There was now very little noise from the other side. What was happening? They must have been in sofa now, lying together, perhaps cuddling. He was probably playing with her breasts. She probably had her hands wrapped around his now flaccid member, trying to make it hard again.
It was nearly twenty minutes before the second round began.
A warm humiliation came over me as I heard the first of the squeaking of the sofa springs. This was it. Another man was now having sex with Richa. My wife. I could hear from the rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame that she was being penetrated.
"AAAAAH!" Richa cried out.
Even as I felt disgusted, I unzipped my shorts and began to fondle myself.
"Oh YESSS!! AAAH! AHHH!!" Richa began to cry out even louder.
Surely she was faking it? Surely she was doing it to keep Dhawale happy and prevent further punishment? Surely ... she could not be aroused herself?
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
My wife kept grunting.
The sofa springs began squeaking furiously as she received his thrusts. The sofa was now hitting the wall hard and the springs sounded as if they were going to break. I imagined dhawale shoving more and more of his giant dark cock into my wife until his balls were slapping against her ass. He seemed to be fucking her hard and fast now. Taking full strokes in and out of her cunt, his cock buried deep into her love tunnel.
"Ungh! Ungh! OOOOH YES!! Ungh! Ungh!"
From the noise of the sofa creaking and the pounding she was receiving, I could imaginedhawale pulling his cock all the way out, her pink pussy lips clinging to it as he withdrew, and then shoving it all the way back into my wife's body again.
"Ungh! Ungh!"
I then heard my wife beggingdhawale to cum inside her.
For a second, I could not believe what I heard.
"Please." I heard her whimper. "Pleasedhawaleji. Cum in me. I need you to cum inside me."
Suraj had been fucking my wife ferociously with his big cock for close to fifteen minutes now. I tried to rationalize it. She must want it to be over, so she is asking him to cum. What I didn't understand at that time was that Richa herself had been in an almost constant state of arousal ever since Bheem had made her go down on him. She needed someone to cum in her and fill her. Allow her to climax.
"OOOOH BITCH! TAKE IT!!"
Suraj was now coming in her. I had no doubt, as I heard Richa's groan, and I heard the sofa thumping fast, and I heard him grunt loudly. He was now emptying himself inside my wife. Richa was silent, occasionally letting out a grunt asdhawale flexed his buttocks from time to time, pumping more and more of his seed inside her.
I suddenly realized that I was wet in my underwear. Goodness! I had cum in my shorts listening to the action on the other side. I groaned, as my balls continued to empty their spunk into my underwear. Well, I didn't have any way to clean myself. I was going to be sticky down there now for some time.
There was silence for a few minutes, and thendhawale spoke.
"My goodness, Richa Bhabhi! You are such a slut! You have completely wet the sofasheet!"
Richa made some noise that I couldn't hear. Probably she was embarrassed.
SLAP!
"What did you say, bitch? Talk clearly. I don't want to keep slapping you."
"I am sorry,dhawaleji. I was saying you were very good."
I heard a chuckle.
"Your husband doesn't fuck you that well?"
Once again Richa made a quiet noise, and once again I heard that rifle like sound as she was punished for it.
SLAP!
"I said speak clearly, and answer a question when you are asked, bitch. Or do you like getting slapped again and again?"
"I am sorry,dhawaleji." Richa stammered. "I said my husband doesn't do it for this long,dhawaleji. He lasts merely a minute or two inside me,dhawaleji. And he ... doesn't have this much cum, Dhawale ji."
I felt myself blushing a bright red in humiliation as I listened to my wife's confessions. Surely she was just saying it to boost the ego of her rapist.
"I am still inside you, bitch."dhawale said.
I realized that he hadn't withdrawn from her. Yet. He was still lying on top of her, his cock buried deep inside her. He had cum fully in her fertile womb, possibly making her pregnant. So, if what he was saying was true, the wetness of the sofasheet was all Richa. She must have been leaking like an open faucet.
I heard a plonk! sound.
"OOOH that feels good." Dhawale uttered. He must have withdrawn from her now. "You have drained me, bitch."
"Thank you,dhawaleji."
I thought that was the end of it. I crawled to the other end, and listened, but heard nothing.
I shuddered. I realized it is one thing to watch a movie, but another to try and be a hero in real life. Right now, I felt anything but.
I tried to sleep. It was tough, knowing what my wife had endured just now. Almost half an hour had gone by and I hadn't heard a peep from that room.
And then suddenly, just like that, I heard another noise.
CREAK!
CREAK!
The sofa. It was the noise of a sofa creaking.
Unbelievable!!! Dhawale was fucking my wife again!
I made sure it wasn't coming from any other room. No, I was correct -- it was from Richa's. I listened.
"Dhawale ji." I heard Richa pleading. "Please be gentle. You have a big lund, and I have never taken it in the gaand. Please put some more coconut oil!"
Richa was taking it in the ass!
I sat down in disbelief. My wife had adamantly never let me have anal sex. And here I was, listening to her on the other side of the wall, engaged in the very same act!
The rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame intensified. This time her vocalizations were much clearer.
"Ooooh Dhawale ji." I heard her cry out.
"Slower,
please.
Slower!
Aaaah,
nehi!
Please use some more oil!"
He was fucking her earnestly now. The noise of the sofa was frantic -- I felt the sofa would break at any time.
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
He was spanking her butt now, and I could hear Richa cry out Dhawale, however, was merciless.
"You are a bitch, Richa. So, take it like a bitch and stop complaining!"
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
One again all I heard was the creaking of the sofa, and then I heard Richa again.
"Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!"
Richa was grunting in short bursts. Since she had never taken it in the ass before, she must have been in a lot of pain. I imagined her face contorted, and her breasts slapping back and forth asdhawale pushed himself from back in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out.
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!"
My wife now let out a tremendous noise as she started to climax.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"OOOOH YES BITCH! TAKE IT BITCH!"
I heard him make a guttural sound. He was at this moment no doubt squirting a good quantity of his semen into my wife's behind. I heard Richa once again let out a long sigh as her orgasm subsided.
I closed my eyes. Sleep came soon after.
"Dumm lavun uchal na leka, bayko sarkha naajuk ka banto ahe" - Lift the weigths with full force asshole, why are you becoming weak like wife. This was the loud shout we heard from the local trainer. He was carrying a whip while shouting a young boy when both Me and Richa went to nearby gym. He was a mid aged bald guy with muscular body and height above 6 feet.
"Chaai la...hi aajkal chi pora, kahi ch kaamache nahi, nuste ghari basun aaita khayla hawa ani screen samor gondhal karanyat hushaar rahile , Whoooosh..!!! "
- "Holy shit, these young generation, are good of nothing. All they want is to eat the ready made food served and do timepass over mobile/laptop screens ." - commented the trainer Mr Dhawale while speedily cutting the air hard with his whip.
He seemed to be a strict orthodox man following disciplined life with regular exercise without fail. Richa was attracted by his physique and way of training.
'DHAWALE PEHELWAAN' - was his nickname when we came to know about him. He used to be a wrestler earstwhile in his youth b4 getting into this feild.
Rather it was my decision that we both should join any fitness studio. I had been getting complaint from people quit often of getting fat and lazy. Also my parents were in support of this decision of getting fit in next 3-4 months to look good for upcoming wedding in family.
Although not very fancy, but it was a descent gym . Most of the equipments were manual, creaky and outdated. Even though it was written unisexual at the display board outside, but hardly we could see any female clients . Most of them were young boys , some men and few oldies. The mirrors weren't wiped clean as we could see spec of dust and cob-webs hovering around. The washroom was also dirty with dull light and tiles.
Upon seeing my hot wife, the entire aura was turning cheerful, and everyone seemed taking special interest in doing their sets with more reps than usual capacity. He (trainer Dhawale pehelwaan) came near us and directed us using same whip towards back end at changing room to get into gym outfit. We had already seen the way yesterday itself upon coming for inquiry.
During the inquiry , not only he made me convince to shred away that extra belly fat but also get me chiselled body organically in next months else he would refund the entire amount along with deposit. The only condition was we need to be regular whole time and follow his rules inside with his diet plan outside. There was only 1 holiday allowed in entire week i.e. SUNDAY
The changing room was although separate for ladies and gents but as there were more num of males waiting, they would quite often use ladies room whenever idle. It was due to which it carried a masculine smell of dirty sweat. This aroma was what my wife was craving for. It was a holy scent of perfume for her from the gods. Also the latch was only at door of ladies room since men mostly ignored shutting and didn't mind any such privacy in themselves considering brothers. There was a washroom cum bathroom where shower facility was available.
Richa came back in 2 min wearing a tight black Yoga pants with sleeveless green sports Bra and white sports shoes. Her sexy body curves were into full exhibition for everyone working out there. The torso was straight without any extra mass. It went down to her ass which bulged nicely for any man to spank. While I wore a simple shorts pants, casual T-shirt and shoes.
It became clearly evident to everyone that she didn't need any gymming but was there for me to motivate. The only dilemma was that her motivation didn't remained exclusively for me but spread at each and every nook corner of gym.
Right from young, middle aged to old. Every man's wet dream was my stunning and sexy hot wife. They all might have definitely hatched evil plans in their pervert minds to have her on sofa somehoq.
We were instructed to do few warm up exercise at beginning. It involved mostly streching and freeing body parts. Richa being flexible enough could do them properly yet comfortably , but I faced problem due to obesity issue and was showing lethargy. The Trainer spotted me being little lazy and came from now-where. He scolded me in front of everyone for not doing as directed.
I felt little embarrased from his shouting, when we heard few giggles and gossips from other people. Meanwhile Richa on the other hand was given applaud by same audience as she completed them on stipulated time. That made her feel validated and she was even more excited to go further.
Now we were told to do Push ups, which I had never ever done in my entire life. Hardly I could get up once upon going down. The trainer knew it very well and he gave me little relaxation by touching the ground using my knees to do semi-push ups. Whereas Richa could do 2 sets of 10 reps pushups easily, in this position her ass protruded out and boobs hung down and were giving good sight of deep cleavage. I could see each man was oggling at her body.
Later we moved to the weighing equipments. Those were dumb bells, bench presses, pulleys, smith machines etc. Descent amount of time was spent on all of them by both of us.
Finally came the most difficult exercise of cardio. It involved running intensely on treadmill for 10 minutes non-stop. This exercise was exclusively for me. The machine being large and requiring electric supply was kept on the extreme end (almost outside).
I went over there till then Richa was done and she sat relaxing on the stool kept near front reception table while wiping her face sweat with napkin.
I saw almost entire gym vacating, each man wanted to personally wave a good bye to my sexy hot wife . Richa acknowledged them and smiled while they passed behind her.
After their departure , motivation for today gave up. Barely I could manage 3-4 minutes and ultimately stopped. I was huffing and puffing. My lungs were fighting literally for oxygen. Whole body was covered with sweat. I took the towel and wiped my face. Upon seeing at front. I saw the trainer talking with my wife in my absence.
Reaching near them, I could hear the ongoing discussion was about me. He was telling her about my diet plan to be followed and asking her entire day schedule. Richa didn't mind sharing these details and was cheerful throughout the entire conversation. Finally after cracking some jokes , he freed us and we went back to changing room to get back to our regular outfit.
Few days past by and life proceeded . However due to my busy office schedule I skipped gym few days. But Richa went alone, she was getting good company of guys and had made friendship with them as well. whenever I used to go to work early, sometimes dropping my wife , I could see her waving them 'HI' or giving them morning 'HUGS'.
Almost a month later when I got free from my project, I talked to my wife about our Gym . The trainer was asking about you since past few days Honey . He was bit angry on you today as well since you didn't show up entirely from last 2 week. I told Richa not to worry and promised her that will come regulary from tmrw onwards.
Next day we went together and I could see his aggression. I wasn't welcomed by other fellow men either. They were used to see Richa all alone & now I was becoming an obstruction in their sight. They all ignored my presence or bit talked rudely. The trainer was also not entertaining us much. We changed to our outfits and began working out.
"BAGHA YA GAADHAV MAANSA LA, 1 MAHINA AGODAR JE SHIKAVLA HOTA, TE PAN VISARLA....AATA PARAT YA WAR MEHNAT GYAV LAGEL MALA SURUVATI PASUN...!! "
"See this asshole person, whatever I have taught him 1 month ago, he has forgot even that. Now I need to train him again from the very beginning." This was my insult made by him deliberately loudly in front of everyone. They all laughed on me. I didn't mind bcoz it was genuinely my mistake as I directly went to the the equipments without doing warmup exercise.
"YAA LOKAN NA KAHI SHISHTA CH NAHI, JEVHA MAN ZALA TEVHA UTHUN CHALLE YETAT"
"These people don't have any discipline, whenever they feel like doing exercise, they come at their own will"
After completing warmup, I went for pushups. Due to irregularity, I couldn't do many and rose up in middle. But the trainer shouted at me once again.
"10 CHE 2 SET ZALE KA TUJHE ? PURNA KELYA SHIVAY UTHTOY KASA MURKHA?, CHAL PARAT 0 PASUN SURUVAT KAR, RICHA TYALA PURNA KARAYLA LAAV ANI SUPPORT DE"
"Have you completed 10 reps of 2 sets, ? How dare you get up b4 completing them MORON , now you will have to start from beginning 0., Richa , make him complete them and also give support if needed ." - he directed
Finally after completing them somehow with my wife's support I got up. My chest was literally burning. Then we went towards equipments , lifted some weights and I proceeded for my cardio i.e. treadmill and bicycle.
Meanwhile Richa was assisting him in arranging the devices and pulley. She had already completed her part and was sitting idle waiting for me to finish.
The rest of the men were gone, and we 3 were only left. Finally when I was tired with my 5 min of running instead of 10.
"ZORAANI DHAAV KI ...BAHER AALELA POT DISTEY ...KAAL KAY KHAALA HOTA ?
"Run fast man....your buldged out belly is visible....what did you eat ystrday ?
"VADA PAAV" - I responded honestly
LASH..!! VADA
LASH..!! PAAV
I got 2 lashes from his whip upon cheating on my diet .
"PLZ SAHAB, AB AUR NAHI DAUD SAKTA...AAJ KE DIN JAANE DIJIYE...KAL SE PAKKA KARENGE "
"Plz sir, I cant run anymore...spare me for today...will do rest from tomorrow onwards " - I requested upon running for 2 more minutes
"BARA...FAQT AAJ CHYA DIVSHI SODTO AHE TULA, UDYA PASUN ROZ NAHI AALA KI BAGH TU....AANI JITKA SANGITLA TE NEET AIKAYCHA ...NAHI TAR ASHI SHIKSHA DEIL KI NANGA KARUN KASARAT KARAYLA LAVNAR SAGLYAN SAMOR"
"Fine....Only for today I m leaving you, but if you dont come regularly from tmrw onwards or don't obey me , then I will punish you with doing exercise naked in front of everyone" - he roared.
"I got scared with this warning and quickly went alone to changing room. I wanted to get out from here ASAP. Today I was humiliated in front of my wife and other people by this strict trainer"
Richa giggled hearing his warning , she knew that trainer was joking. But just imagining me working out naked in front of everyone made her laugh.
"While coming back home, I discussed with my wife about quitting the gym altogether. But she didn't pay attention and convinced me to don't take the trainer's warning seriously. He is a good person, until you don't abide to him. And all this is for your own betterment of health. "
I acknowledged her closed the topic. But deep down I knew my ragging would continue for quite long time. While on the way we stopped at grocery shop to buy few essential and nutritious food as recommended by him.
Next few days went similar and we both were working out regularly. In the couple of weeks my fat loss process began gradually and I could see results. Also my efficiency began increasing on sofa as well. Richa could sense that I was able to last longer than usual. Also my muscles started developing due to weight training. I could feel a slight pump each time upon coming back from gym. My perception towards Mr DHAWALE began changing. These small things and his guidance gave me motivation and life was going great.
But the problem with good times is that they come with an expiry date . Now was time of March ending, wherein enormous amount of workload came and our office due to financial year closing. Also office was lacking of staff. Although I managed my work life balance, until 1 Thrusday I was called on office for entire night due to pending work and absence of few staff members. I myself hated working at late nights especially on weekends unless Richa is sofading someone.
But afterall, work is worship and I had to do over time anyhow. Finally completing my task and getting free by 4 AM in the dawn, I was hell tired and went home directly onto my sofa. I dozed of around 5 AM to find myself waking up directly at 6 PM in evening.
I rubbed my eyes to check Richa and saw her reading novel beside me.
"Baap re, kya mai itna zyada soya ...Muze uthaya kyu nahi , jaan ? " - I inquired
"Tum Ghode bech ke so rahe the, toh maine socha kyu disturb karu " - replied Richa.
" Haa but hum sath me gym jane wale the na ? kya tum jaa ke aayi ? woh trainer ne kuch kaha kya mere naa aane ke bare me ? - I digged in further,
Richa could see a sense of worry on my forehead. The 3 unbroken wifi lines were evident that I was in tension.
"Haa, unhone bohot daant lagayi h tumhe, bola Sunday ko jab already chhuti thi hi toh tumne 2 din Friday aur Saturday ko kyu off liya ?. Although maine usse kafi samzane ki koshish ki lekin woh koi bahana sunne ko tayyar nahi the. Aur kaha tumse directly baat karenge. "
I was now scared seriously from head to toe. I tried calling him personally on his mobile num. But he straighaway rejected my calls thrice. I wondered whether he would kick me out or what ?
2 days past by and then came Monday , we went early to the gym as I wanted to avoid his thrashing in front of everyone. Dhawale sir was himself working out since others were yet to come.
"AALA AMCHA LAADKA BHARAT 3 DIVASA NANTAR...EK KAAM KAR, TU SODUN TE KASRAT KARNA....TUZYA BASS CHI GOSHT NAHI ....JAA AANI APLYA A/C ROOM MADHE JAUN ZOPA KAADH "
Richa might have told him about my sleep during weekend.
"MAAF KAR DO DHAWALE SAHAB, OFFICE ME KAAM BOHOT THA...AGLI BAAR SE GALTI NAHI HOGI "" - I pleaded
"He forgive me for time being, but asked me to meet once after completing today's exercise." I knew he would once again shout at me after everyone is gone
"While weight training exercise, By mistake I didn't keep the weights on rack properly. And it somehow due to gravity it rolled down all of sudden in sequence to fall apart on feet of Mr Dhawale. 20kg of dumb bell fell on his feet. Blood began to come out from the little finger of his toe. Also there was a fracture in his ankle. Bone was cracked.
We took him to the hospital in our car, he was unable to walk. He was angry at me and kept cussing bad words throughout the way that too in front of Richa.
Bhosadichya
Madarchod
Aai zavadya
Behenchod
Gandu
I was driving while Richa was seated on the back seat with him, applying cotton to stop the blood rush. Meanwhile she was also displaying her ample cleavage. She smiled secretely hearing him using foul words for me. but tried to handle the situation maturely by being sympathetic towards his pain.
We went to Casualty dept, Doctor plastered his entire feet and warned not to strain the leg for alteast 25-30 days. That meant he cant work out and gym will remain closed for a month. I was happy and sad as well.
I asked directly, "KYA ISKA MATLAB 1 MAHINA GYM KO CHHUTI ?"
Abe lavda chya baala, tuzya mule maza 2 lakh cha nuksaan zala aani pay fracture zala toh vegla....aani tula maja yete aahe.....Thamb baadhya...ek da mala thik hou de, mg tula ashi shiksha deil na....ki aayushya bhar aaji chi aathvan kadhshil. Nahi maza naav Dhawale mag.
"You dick hair, bcoz of u i had a loss of 2Lakh rs and got my leg fractured...and u r finding it funny.....wait asshole, let me get fine once, then I'll teach u a nice lesson that will remind u of uur grandmother. else my name wont be dhawale....he threatened me totally."
"Tuzya baiko la saglyan samor nanga karun nachvato aata.""
"I will make ur wife dance naked infront of everyone."
30 days passed by and gym remained close. Richa used to visit his home quite often to have a check on his health. Since he was a single divorced person, he had no one to take care of him. I instited my wife to go with some fruits, as repentence.
Also in hope that it would reduce his anger and hatred towards me. And he might forgive me. But each time, whenever Richa would come back from his home, she would tell me about how much angry he remained at me. And used to keep me names as
NAMARD,
HIJDA ,
CHHAKA,
and what not.
I had already told her to not defend me, or counter argue as it was totally my mistake and I deserved nice scolding. But in person, not atleast behind my back in front of my wife
Finally she took him to the hospital to get the plaster removed . After 45 odd days the gym was open. Now he was totally fine and could walk, but still not do heavy exercise. That was evident as he had gained some extra mass by laying on sofa all time and his cuts had disappeared.
Richa had already told me, "DHAWALE SAHAB KAL SE GYM REOPEN KARNE WALE HAI...UNHONE TUMHE BULAYA HAI , WOH BHI SABSE PEHLE " I understood he was going to take his revenge of me and set an example in front of all other members.
"SORRY DHAWALE SAAHAB, MUJHSE ANJANE ME USS DIN GALTI HO GAYI, AAP CHAHE TOH AAPKA ISS MONTH KA JOH BHI PAISO KA NUKSAAN HUA HAI....WOH MAI BHAR DUNGA....LEKIN GUSSA THUK DIJIYE....PURANI BAATEIN KYA YAAD RAKHNI"
"Sorry dhawale sir, I committed a mistake unkknowingly, if u want, I will pay ur losses for this month....Just let the anger go away....why preserve past old things"
"MAI AGLI BAAR ME NAHI MAANTA, JOH GALTI HAI USKE LIYE SAZA TOH MILEGI , ZARUR MILEGI....JAO JAKE KAPDE BADAL KE AAO...AAJ TUMHARI KHAIR NAHI "
"I dont believe in next time at all.....the mistake which u have done, u will definitely get punished for that.....go get ur dresses changed....I wont spare u that easily."
I went to changing room alone and began taking of my clothes
"Meanwhile he came near Richa and whispered something softly in her ear. She giggled and gave a fake yet naughty pat on his arm.
But upon seeing in his eyes deep, It seemed he was serious and not in funny mood at all.
"He barged into the unlatched gents changing room, took away my sports wear and tightly squeezed my left ear. He pulled me in the same fashion and gave his lying whip to Richa . Then ordered her to hit me 10 hard lashes on my naked body. "
I was only in my boxers and nothing else. I was begging for mercy to both of them, but they didn't pay any heed.
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
LASH
Each of the lash hit me at different body parts and they became red due to stinging pain. I was shouting and whinning like a small kid in college. However they didn't stop and ordered me count each one out loud and clear.
Finally after administering the punishement , he took the whip from my wife and hit her 2 Lashes on her Ass cheeks over her dress itself as well. This was for not looking after her husband's carelessness and unable to teach him discipline.
Completing the lashing part. Now he made me hold my ears and do 20 situps . I started the task meanwhile my wife was sitting on his lap and he was mauling her Boobs. His daring was reaching next level, as he was manhandling a married woman in front of her own man . While dominating both the couple to extreme heights .
"You, Richa?"
It was DHawale. I mentally took note of the fact that he called by her name instead of madam. I hoped he would take pity on my poor wife and be gentle with her. Then I remembered the comments he had made about my wife's breasts. What had he called it? Mummay and "TERI BIWI KO NAGNA KARKE SABKE SAAMNE NACHAUNGA.
"Yes. I am here. DHAWALE SAHEB" Richa answered.
I heard a chuckle from the corner of floor, and then heard a shutter of gym getting down and door slam shut. My wife was now with this man, locked in a gym ,about to be taken. I realized she must now be very, very nervous, yet her voice betrayed no such fact.
"Richa. sit down."
There was a small creak. It was from the bench press. Richa had sat down as instructed, and then I saw him sit on a chair.
"Are you comfortable?" He asked her.
"I wish we had some fan." Richa replied. "It's hot, and I am sweating."
"You can remove off your dress to feel relaxed
"Yes, DHAWALE SAHAB. Thank you."
"I am trying to be nice to you. If you complain too much I will treat you much more harshly than ur husband ."
There was a silence.
"I am sorry, DHAWALE JI. I will not complain. I am prepared for you DHAWALE ji. Please ... you can start any time."
"RICHA, what's your measurements? Do you know?"
This was highly strange, I thought. Why is he interviewing her?
"Er ... not really, I am not sure, DHAWALE ji. I think it's 34-29-36."
"And your cup size?"
"Er ... I don't know, DHAWALE ji. I think it's a C. Or a D."
DHAWALE chuckled.
the chair creak. He stood up.
"Come here. Let me measure."
There was silence for a while. . ,then a small whimper, and then a grunt.
He now had my wife's breasts in his hands. He was cupping them, squeezing them, leading to my wife's soft moans. He was "measuring" her. Then he put his hands on her bum and gave it a soft pinch, leading to the 'ouch' sound. His one hand was on one of her breasts, and his other hand on her bum. He was squeezing and fondling her, while "measuring" her.
"Do you like to have sex, Richa?" Dhawale ji asked.
"I ... I don't know, dhawale ji."
SLAP!
He had slapped her!
"Please answer properly, Randi . Do you like to have sex?"
"Er ... yes, Dhawale ji. But my husband and I don't have it too often, Dhawale ji."
Why did she have to say that? Besides, it was a lie!
Dhawale chuckled.
"For the next few months that won't be a problem."
I realized he had just said 'few months' instead of 'hours'. Were we supposed to be his prisoners for few months. This was highly interesting, and only made me determined to find a way to escape from this gym soon.
"Tell me," Dhawale continued, "What sort of sex acts do you do with your useless husband?"
"Dhawale ji, we have normal sex. Like ... he comes on top of me ... does his thing ... and that's usually it,dhawaleji."
"Hmm ... so you have never sucked his cock?"
"Um ... no,dhawaleji. Actually ... I did once, but I didn't let him cum in me, Dhawale ji. I don't like doing that."
"So today ... it will be your first blowjob, really! You never tasted cum before, Bhabhi?"
"No, Dhawale ji. I am a simple housewife,dhawaleji. These things ... never crossed my mind, Dhawale ji."
"And you have never been fucked in the gaand before?"
"Dhawale ji?"
"You ass -- no one ever fucked you in the ass, bitch?"
"Er ... no, Dhawale ji."
"Good. So you are an ass virgin. Well, not for long. OK, Bhabhi, turn around and bend over. I want to see that ass."
"Yes, Dhawale ji."
"You have a nice ass, Richa. Big and fleshy, but not too big to be fat. Tight and smooth skin. I like it."
"Er ... thanks, Dhawale ji."
"Keep still, bitch -- don't move! Remain like that ... bent over."
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Ouch!"
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Now, bitch, undress me."
For some time, Richa was undressing Dhawale.
"Oh my God! What is this!" Suddenly I heard my wife say upon seeing his dick. Dhawale chuckled.
"This is a real cock. Just like a captain's."
"It is ... also ... so ... big. Huge." Richa exclaimed. "I thought only pornstars used to have so huge.....and that too only after eating viagra or injecting chemicals"
"Touch it. Feel it. This is a real man's cock."
Richa made some soft sounds. They were both naked. She was now caressing this man's hardness, while he was pinching her breasts, leading her to make gentle mewing sounds.
"Is your husband not as big?" Dhawale asked looking at me . Richa didn't reply.
SLAP!
I realized that every time she would behave in a way that they didn't like, he would slap her. By the end she would be a trained puppy, behaving and responding just how he would want her to.
"No, Dhawale ji. He is ... quite small ... compared to this."
SLAP!
"Whenever I ask you a question, Bhabhi, you will answer. Got it?"
"Er ... yes, of course, Dhawale ji."
SLAP!
"Now tell me again how this cock compares to your husband." Dhawale ordered.
"Yours is very big, Dhawale ji." Richa answered, leading me to cringe. "His ... is hardly bigger than my little finger, Dhawale ji. Your almost goes to my elbow."
SLAP!
"Good answer, Bhabhi. Now let's go to the lie down, bitch. I want to examine that pussy of yours."
Soon enough, the reception sofa squeaked in unison as they stepped in it. Richa seemed resigned to the fact and let out a deep sigh. Before long they were out of my sight as I was listening to her moans from far away every few minutes. What was happening ?
I realized soon that she was being fingered between her thighs. For the first time in my life I felt the electric mix of shock, jealousy, humiliation and, most importantly, arousal as I heard my wife's erotic faint cries. Clearly Dhawale was getting her all hot and bothered. I thought he would straight away fuck her, but it seemed like he wanted to get her all aroused, and from the sounds, he was successful.
"You have a very moist, creamy pussy, Bhabhi." I heard Dhawale say. "It's so wet!"
"Aaaah ... thank you, Dhawale ji." My wife replied. She was moaning as well. I guess she had to reply if she didn't want to be slapped again.
"It's so soft. And tight." Dhawale continued. "How does that feel, Richa?"
"AAAAAH!" My wife exclaimed. "Oh, Dhawale ji. Oh, Dhawale ji!"
My wife continued to moan softly as Dhawale continued to finger her love tunnel. I soon heard Richa give a soft cry. I could picture her, clutching the sofasheets tightly with her fingers as her body spasmed in response to dhawale's handiwork.
After about five minutes of this, I heard them moving around some more and in no time at all I heard the first mate let out a groan.
"AAAH... OH that's lovely, BITCH. SUCK IT. SUCK IT!"
His moans began in earnest and I could only imagine my wife's breasts and hair flipping back and forth as she sucked him. She had already given one blowjob today, and this was now her second. Would dhawale come in her mouth? Or would he hold on and fuck her?
I got my answer as I heard a sharp cry from Dhawale.
"OOOOOH YES!! FUCK! YOU SUCK LIKE A VACCUM BHABHI!"
So, he was cumming in her mouth. I heard more movements, and presumably he was still busy ejaculating into her. I marveled at how far Richa had come in a mere couple of hours. She hated anything oral, and here she was, giving her second blowjob of the day and swallowing it all.
I suddenly realized I was very hard. With a horror, I looked at my trousers. I had a noticeable bulge. Oh my goodness! What was wrong with me! My wife was being ... used ... on the other side and here I was, aroused!
There was now very little noise from the other side. What was happening? They must have been in sofa now, lying together, perhaps cuddling. He was probably playing with her breasts. She probably had her hands wrapped around his now flaccid member, trying to make it hard again.
It was nearly twenty minutes before the second round began.
A warm humiliation came over me as I heard the first of the squeaking of the sofa springs. This was it. Another man was now having sex with Richa. My wife. I could hear from the rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame that she was being penetrated.
"AAAAAH!" Richa cried out.
Even as I felt disgusted, I unzipped my shorts and began to fondle myself.
"Oh YESSS!! AAAH! AHHH!!" Richa began to cry out even louder.
Surely she was faking it? Surely she was doing it to keep Dhawale happy and prevent further punishment? Surely ... she could not be aroused herself?
"Ungh! Ungh! Ungh! Ungh!"
My wife kept grunting.
The sofa springs began squeaking furiously as she received his thrusts. The sofa was now hitting the wall hard and the springs sounded as if they were going to break. I imagined dhawale shoving more and more of his giant dark cock into my wife until his balls were slapping against her ass. He seemed to be fucking her hard and fast now. Taking full strokes in and out of her cunt, his cock buried deep into her love tunnel.
"Ungh! Ungh! OOOOH YES!! Ungh! Ungh!"
From the noise of the sofa creaking and the pounding she was receiving, I could imaginedhawale pulling his cock all the way out, her pink pussy lips clinging to it as he withdrew, and then shoving it all the way back into my wife's body again.
"Ungh! Ungh!"
I then heard my wife beggingdhawale to cum inside her.
For a second, I could not believe what I heard.
"Please." I heard her whimper. "Pleasedhawaleji. Cum in me. I need you to cum inside me."
Suraj had been fucking my wife ferociously with his big cock for close to fifteen minutes now. I tried to rationalize it. She must want it to be over, so she is asking him to cum. What I didn't understand at that time was that Richa herself had been in an almost constant state of arousal ever since Bheem had made her go down on him. She needed someone to cum in her and fill her. Allow her to climax.
"OOOOH BITCH! TAKE IT!!"
Suraj was now coming in her. I had no doubt, as I heard Richa's groan, and I heard the sofa thumping fast, and I heard him grunt loudly. He was now emptying himself inside my wife. Richa was silent, occasionally letting out a grunt asdhawale flexed his buttocks from time to time, pumping more and more of his seed inside her.
I suddenly realized that I was wet in my underwear. Goodness! I had cum in my shorts listening to the action on the other side. I groaned, as my balls continued to empty their spunk into my underwear. Well, I didn't have any way to clean myself. I was going to be sticky down there now for some time.
There was silence for a few minutes, and thendhawale spoke.
"My goodness, Richa Bhabhi! You are such a slut! You have completely wet the sofasheet!"
Richa made some noise that I couldn't hear. Probably she was embarrassed.
SLAP!
"What did you say, bitch? Talk clearly. I don't want to keep slapping you."
"I am sorry,dhawaleji. I was saying you were very good."
I heard a chuckle.
"Your husband doesn't fuck you that well?"
Once again Richa made a quiet noise, and once again I heard that rifle like sound as she was punished for it.
SLAP!
"I said speak clearly, and answer a question when you are asked, bitch. Or do you like getting slapped again and again?"
"I am sorry,dhawaleji." Richa stammered. "I said my husband doesn't do it for this long,dhawaleji. He lasts merely a minute or two inside me,dhawaleji. And he ... doesn't have this much cum, Dhawale ji."
I felt myself blushing a bright red in humiliation as I listened to my wife's confessions. Surely she was just saying it to boost the ego of her rapist.
"I am still inside you, bitch."dhawale said.
I realized that he hadn't withdrawn from her. Yet. He was still lying on top of her, his cock buried deep inside her. He had cum fully in her fertile womb, possibly making her pregnant. So, if what he was saying was true, the wetness of the sofasheet was all Richa. She must have been leaking like an open faucet.
I heard a plonk! sound.
"OOOH that feels good." Dhawale uttered. He must have withdrawn from her now. "You have drained me, bitch."
"Thank you,dhawaleji."
I thought that was the end of it. I crawled to the other end, and listened, but heard nothing.
I shuddered. I realized it is one thing to watch a movie, but another to try and be a hero in real life. Right now, I felt anything but.
I tried to sleep. It was tough, knowing what my wife had endured just now. Almost half an hour had gone by and I hadn't heard a peep from that room.
And then suddenly, just like that, I heard another noise.
CREAK!
CREAK!
The sofa. It was the noise of a sofa creaking.
Unbelievable!!! Dhawale was fucking my wife again!
I made sure it wasn't coming from any other room. No, I was correct -- it was from Richa's. I listened.
"Dhawale ji." I heard Richa pleading. "Please be gentle. You have a big lund, and I have never taken it in the gaand. Please put some more coconut oil!"
Richa was taking it in the ass!
I sat down in disbelief. My wife had adamantly never let me have anal sex. And here I was, listening to her on the other side of the wall, engaged in the very same act!
The rhythmic creaking of the sofa frame intensified. This time her vocalizations were much clearer.
"Ooooh Dhawale ji." I heard her cry out.
"Slower,
please.
Slower!
Aaaah,
nehi!
Please use some more oil!"
He was fucking her earnestly now. The noise of the sofa was frantic -- I felt the sofa would break at any time.
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
He was spanking her butt now, and I could hear Richa cry out Dhawale, however, was merciless.
"You are a bitch, Richa. So, take it like a bitch and stop complaining!"
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
SPANK!
One again all I heard was the creaking of the sofa, and then I heard Richa again.
"Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!
Aaaaangh!"
Richa was grunting in short bursts. Since she had never taken it in the ass before, she must have been in a lot of pain. I imagined her face contorted, and her breasts slapping back and forth asdhawale pushed himself from back in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out, in and out.
SPANK!
SPANK!
"Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!
Oh, dhawale ji!"
My wife now let out a tremendous noise as she started to climax.
"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
"OOOOH YES BITCH! TAKE IT BITCH!"
I heard him make a guttural sound. He was at this moment no doubt squirting a good quantity of his semen into my wife's behind. I heard Richa once again let out a long sigh as her orgasm subsided.
I closed my eyes. Sleep came soon after.
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