Lockdown in Dubai

It was the lock down period. Many couples, like us, working in Dubai, were either working from home or retrenched from their jobs.

Both me and my wife, came to Dubai nearly fifteen months back leaving our jobs in Bangladesh for better career opportunities. But who knew that there would be an unprecedented pandemic devastating the globe! We were both in our mid-twenties and energetic. In fact, more than me, my wife Keya was a workaholic. But with the lock down extending beyond three months, the axe fell on Keya and the company retrenched her. I, however, continued to work from home.

More than disappointment at retrenchment, Keya was affected by the boredom of staying all along in home without any official jobs to do. My college mate, Bilayet, who had helped us in finding our jobs in Dubai and helped us a lot in settling there, was also working from home for a pharmaceutical company. Bilayet was trying hard to find a job for Keya. He also had considerable acquaintances in various companies. But no company was ready to hire with business at the lowest ebb during the lock down.

Bilayet was of our age. He was married to Shamima, an innocent village girl of his own community. However, she was not much educated and like a traditional Bangladeshn Muslim woman used hijab. She was married to Bilayet nearly six years back and had two children. When Bilayet came to Dubai for the job, Shamima decided to stay back in Bangladesh with her parent-in-laws.

Though my income was not bad but once both me and Keya were earning and Keya's retrenchment considerably affected our life style. But we managed to be happy with the limited income of mine. Just in contrast to the companies facing the brunt of the lock down, the pharmaceutical companies were making expansion and the company in which Bilayet worked was one such. He became overloaded with work. Though we stayed in different rented flats within the same campus, sometimes we didn't see Bilayet for weeks together.

One day when we complained that he was like a fugitive to us, Bilayet regretted that his workload had increased many fold keeping him busy to fulfill his targets. After a few days, Bilayet proposed that since Keya was free, he could hire her to help Bilayet in his works. Bilayet offered a hefty salary of 50 percent of the commission that Bilayet would earn for the additional jobs. Keya joined with Bilayet and worked from his home at day time.

Keya almost worked for four months. At around ten every morning Keya would go to Bilayet's flat and work upto 2 and came back to our flat. We would have lunch together and then she would go again to work while I worked my own from home. At first, she used to leave his place around five in the afternoon. Gradually, she started returning late. Sometimes it became eight at night also. Keya used to tell me that more she could work for Bilayet, more commission did she earn, and it was visible in her bank account. Since both of us had our flats in the same campus, it was not a problem. Meanwhile, the authority started relaxing the lock down rules. However, no company had still started hiring manpower. So Keya continued to work with Bilayet. Her working considerably increased our savings which had severely gone down after her retrenchment during the lock down.

It was during the fifth month after the lock down that one evening I got a call from home regarding the illness of Keya's elder brother, who was detected Covid positive and taken to quarantine centre. I knew Keya always remained concerned about her family members. So I thought to inform her about her brother in person and in presence of Bilayet so that if she would emotionally break down too much, she could be consoled and comforted by me and Bilayet.

But better it would have been if I had not gone there. Bilayet's flat was in the fifth floor. The entire apartment had a desolate look as most of the people had moved away to their native countries before the lock down was imposed. Only a few like me, Keya and Bilayet got stranded by the lock down. When I reached the fifth floor, I found that out of five residential flats, lights were flickering out only from that of Bilayet. Apparently, other residents were not in their flats. It was nothing surprising as in our apartment too only a few were living at that time. I found the main entrance of Bilayet's flat wide open and as such felt no need to knock. I stepped in the drawing room that separated the bedroom with a cheap screen. The drawing room was dark but the bedroom had lights on. The screen had moved to one side giving a view of the lighted bedroom.

I felt as if the thunder struck me. I was reeling under the impact of what I saw from the dark drawing room. On the bed in that room, my loving wife Keya was lying on her back. From her waist, she was wearing her jeans. But she had no tops on her upper part. She had her bra unhooked and the bra was lying beside her. From the floor, Bilayet was inclined towards Keya, his hand cupped one of her boobs while his face was on the other. Bilayet's mouth played most sensuously with her boob while his hand was kneading her other boob. From the dark room, I could hear Keya giggling at his manipulations. I watched as Bilayet cupped the other boob and his face descended on the one he was kneading so far. I could see the protruding nipples of my wife as they were fully erect like two cherries placed on her flesh mounds.

I didn't react immediately as a giddiness took control of my head. Meanwhile I saw Bilayet moving his face from her boobs and gently licking Keya's lips. Keya moaned mildly and pushed out her tongue to reciprocate Bilayet's action and in a few seconds the two were lip locked in a kiss. Both sucking the other in deep passion. Perhaps the two would have proceeded further but I came to my senses and clapped loudly from the drawing room in utter disgust and sarcasm. Keya and Bilayet were startled and separated immediately while Keya immediately tried to cover her upper part with a sheet of cloth.

I entered the bedroom and said, "That's a nice reward of working together. What do you say?"

Keya got up from bed and with a sense of regret in her voice apologized, "I'm sorry, Raju, I got carried away by the impulses. I deserve to be punished..."

Bilayet, however, looked calm and composed. He looked at me and said, "Sorry yaar, to have betrayed your trust. But you know working together brought us closer...and moreover, you know I am living a bachelor's life with Shamima far away. Further, Keya looked so charming that I couldn't resist and she too didn't protest either. I am very very sorry yaar."

I was boiling in anger and said, "What sorry? You've spoiled her. I am going to call Shamima and tell her what I saw."

"Don't get so angry, dost", Bilayet said, "Nobody will ever know about this except three of us and please don't punish Keya."

I angrily retorted, "It's easy for you to say this. I don't accept an unfaithful wife. You religion permits more than one wife. Why don't you marry her? I will get rid of a slut."

Suddenly, Keya started sobbing while her sobbing made Bilayet hit me below the belt, "Try to see your own faults too. You were not caring for her physical needs and ignored her for your jobs. When I approached her she found a solace in me."

"So leaving your job you started to provide solace to her?" I sarcastically asked, "Since when did you take up this new assignment of providing solace to women? Is Shamima aware of your new assignment?"

"You want to know the truth? Can you bear it?" asked Bilayet.

"After what I saw this evening, I can bear everything," I angrily replied.

Bilayet looked with a cool gaze and chewed out the words, "Since last two months. We had done everything that a couple does. Understand? Keya is a hot woman and you not only ignored her for your jobs, even when you made love to her with your four inches long tool, you never cared to satisfy her, always coming within ten minutes."

These words were enough to demolish a husband and the things Bilayet said were true. I was feeling humiliated to think that Keya had shared those with him during their intimate moments. It was a fact that I suffered from loss of libido, I had a small cock and I mostly ejaculated before Keya was actually turned on. But for a wife to tell those things to the male colleague of her husband just pointed the intimate relation she had with that man. So my anger was now diverted to Keya and I told both, "She is not going to my home anymore. Use her as your kept or throw her to the street."

Bilayet smiled, "I can give a talaq easily. But here, you can't leave your wife so easily. After all, you can't prove her unfaithfulness and without that if you try to abandon her, you will land in jail. Why go to jail and leave Keya to my love & care?"

Bilayet's words had logic. Being a non-Muslim leaving wife is not so easy here as it is for the Muslim husbands. Bilayet then threw salt to my injury, "Why rot in jail and leave Keya to serve me? You work as you did so far while Keya keeps working for me in both ways - helping me in jobs of my company and serving me on bed. After all she is a smart and educated women. I will keep her happy and she won't complain about your inadequacy on bed."

I was thunder struck at the plain and shameless manner in which Bilayet gave the proposal to me to let my wife be his mistress. I retorted in a thunderous voice. Bilayet looked at me and gestured me to cool down. He then said to me, "You might enjoy watching Keya with me and this could restore your lost libido. Moreover, I know the black patch Keya has on her left inner thigh, the deep black mole just near her right boob. Just imagine if I tell your colleagues about these, what will they think of your wife?"

I wondered how intimately Keya had enjoyed with Bilayet that enabled him to notice every details of her body so minutely that now he could threaten us with exposure. I didn't know what to say and was so angry that I stammered as I protested. Meanwhile, Keya started sobbing loudly. Both me and Bilayet looked at her. Keya said with sense of serious regret, "What I did was wrong. I succumbed to the lustful desires. I am sorry for the mess I created. I beg to both of you to pardon me."

She paused a moment and said to me, "Raju, by my debauchery I have degraded you. So I am ready to give you divorce and won't be a burden on either you or Bilayet. But please don't humiliate me further by making me go to bed in front of you. What I did was my mistake but let me pay for it..."

Keya broke down completely. But Bilayet came to his cunning self and said, "Keya, you enjoyed equally with me and now that both of us got caught, you're trying to be chaste and repentant suddenly. I won't allow you to escape like that once I have enjoyed your tender flesh. Nor shall I allow Raju to get rid of you by divorcing you. You will continue to be his wife and my mistress."

Both Keya and me were angry at his words, the way he was forcing us to remain married and yet attempting to turn her into his mistress. Looking at the note of defiance in our glances, Bilayet said again, "I knew Keya would play a chaste woman once caught. So I recorded her each and every slut like actions. See, till now everyone knows you as the wife of Raju. So what if these videos get circulated?"

Bilayet pressed the TV button and it started playing. I and Keya were at liss to watch the scenes. It was certainly taken by a hidden camera placed above the bed that recorded Keya in her full nudity and in various actions. But it seemed everything was meticulously planned because nowhere the face of Bilayet was seen though it revealed Keya's face on the throes of orgasm as she enjoyed carnal games with him. In one scene, Keya was even seen raising her legs to welcome the hard dick. At one time both me and Keya shouted, "Please stop this video."

Bilayet paused the video and asked, "What did you decide? Are you going to be my slut in front of your hubby, Keya?"

I said angrily, "I'm no longer her husband. So you settle it with her. I'm nowhere in your affairs - neither then nor now."

Bilayet smiled most mischievously and said, "But everyone knows Keya as your wife! Are you going to make you a laughing stock as a cuckold? Or you could agree to my proposal, continue to live as a couple and whatever we do will be a secret?"

Bilayet waited for our response. Keya was crying loudly and accused Bilayet, "I trusted you as a friend and you are such a villain!"

Bilayet laughed like a villain and said, "I could never forget your beautiful sexy body, its warmth. This good for nothing hubby of yours never took proper care to serve your physical needs. You might deny now but when I first seduced you, you were too ready to be seduced. You enjoyed as wildly as I and since we became physically one for the first time you were as eager and ecstatic as me to continue. Now suddenly because your hubby caught us, you can't pretend to be a chaste wife. There's one more rule, once a lady has spread her legs before someone other than her husband, she must keep opening her legs to the man, whether she likes it or not.

Moreover, I'm sure you will enjoy to get laid in front of your hubby. Right now, you're ashamed and offended but once on bed you will appreciate the way another man takes care of your body. And forgive me, if I sound offensive, your hubby might get a real hard on looking at how his wife gets laid by another man."

I reacted sharply at his obscene words, "Can you stand if I say same words about Shamima? Will you enjoy to see her with another man?"

Bilayet gave a crooked smile, "May be or may not be. Most men get offended to think about their wife with another man. But when it occurs in front of your eyes, or even by thinking your wife getting stripped in front of another man, many men get horny.

However, problem with Shamima is that she remains mostly clad in burqa so you don't have an idea of her valleys and hillocks. But Keya came to work with me wearing modern outfits. I could have a glimpse of her deep cleavage, the bulge inside her thin tops, her waxed armpits through her sleeveless tops, her swinging buttocks under her tight jeans pant or skirt. So it was natural for me to feel fascinated towards such a sexy doll. Moreover, you paid less attention to her physical needs. So when I seduced, she was too ready for it and ask her she enjoyed."

Both Keya and I had lowered our glances. Still Keya spoke, "I admit, I got swayed. But it was an impulsive aberration. I regret it and don't want to continue with such aberration."

"But you're at the point of no return," Bilayet replied in an unexcited voice, "You've spread your legs to welcome my dick and now you can't refuse. Your videos are with me. Even if you don't agree, your reputation will be at stake. Moreover, I like to enjoy a woman in front of her husband and I am not going to miss that opportunity with you. If Raju doesn't get a hard on watching us in intimate position, I will let you choose whatever you like. But in case he gets hard, you will be my mistress for ever."

There was an awkward silence in the room for a few minutes. Then Bilayet spoke, "Raju, shut the main door else someone like you might again intrude my intimacy with Keya. You interrupted at such a time and we wasted much time and now my boner is aching and has grown restless to relieve itself in Keya's hole."

I was burning in humiliation and insult that Bilayet inflicted on me. I didn't move to shut the door as ordered by him. Bilayet took note of my defiance and said, "Do you want someone else to come and watch your wife enjoying with me in your presence?"

I didn't bother to reply and was about to leave his room when Bilayet reminded me, "You're free to leave but remember, her video will go to your colleagues."

Now that was an issue that I couldn't ignore. I was not ready to accept Keya as my wife any longer but if her video goes to my colleagues before our divorce, the things will be very insulting for me. Some of my colleagues are from Bangladesh and through them the news could travel to my homeland also.

Bilayet didn't wait for me. He locked the main door and then locked the door connecting the bedroom and the drawing room do that three of us were confined in the bedroom. He looked at me and ordered, "Take off your trousers so that we could see if your little brother changes to watch me doing naughty things to Keya. And Keya, don't pretend to be chaste anymore, be on the bed."

Neither I nor Keya moved. Bilayet took his mobile phone and WhatsApped a video clip to Keya and me and said, "I give you two five minutes, else the first clip will get circulated among colleagues of you both."

He was holding his handset ready. Keya pleaded through her glances to obey Bilayet. Keya herself moved to the bed. I silently removed my trousers and stood awkwardly wearing my brief below the waist and T-shirt above. Bilayet nodded in appreciation. He teased me, "Can you even imagine how excited am I to be on bed with Keya in your presence? My member is throbbing in excitement!"

I didn't reply. Bilayet spoke to Keya, "Keya darling, where had we been before Raju came in? Your upper part was bare. Go back to that position."

Keya was dying in shame. Even though she had previously stripped several times before Bilayet, it was different to do the same in front of me. However, the stern look of Bilayet made her to accelerate and she removed the thin robe that she used to cover her upper part when I had entered suddenly.

Once the robe was removed her big white titties with creamy areolas and dark chocolate nipples were exposed. Despite the embarassing position, I was shocked to see her chocolate nipples stiff. Keya had kept her eyes shut. Bilayet teased her, "Open your eyes, here are two male admirers looking lustfully at your enormous flesh balls."

Keya only lowered her head. Bilayet asked me, "Keya is too lovely. From where do you think I should start caressing her? Have you noticed her nipples? They are erect and seem to invite a male to devour their taste. I tasted it several times. My God, they are warm and delicious."

It seemed Bilayet was intentionally humiliating us. I was avoiding looking at Keya and even at Bilayet. He came near me and whispered, "You would surely like my hands to take care of her big and soft boobies. Wouldn't you? Don't be ashamed, yaar. Once I start kneading her mounds, she would go crazy and you could see her in her real sexy self. Don't mind, I am telling from my experience with her earlier."

The insult infuriated me and forgetting that we were powerless before him, I said, "Shamima must be having bigger balls after feeding two kids!"

Reference to Shamima made him furious. Bilayet said, "But Keya has most juicy boobs and you will soon watch how she enjoys getting those tits kneaded and sucked by me."

Despite all humiliation and insult, the image of Bilayet kneading and sucking Keya's boobies sent a peculiar sensation in me. Wondering how should I avoid seeing my wife getting kneaded by him, I felt my small dick becoming harder. Bilayet seemed not to notice rather he seemed to divert the discussion, "Do you know that her nether lips are as beautiful and sexy as her upper lips? She maintains good hygiene. There's no foul smell in her pussy, it's smooth and silky, and I sucked her nether lips relishing the taste and turned her crazy. Keya was on fire and we became one. Yaar, that was my first experience of eating a pussy. Shamima is too conservative and never allowed me to eat her there."

Bilayet was describing his physical intimacy with Keya. But he described them so explicitly that my cock was aroused completely. Though small in size, in its erect position it was about 4.5 to 5 inches and its outline could be seen from the tight undergarment as a clear tent was formed. Bilayet laughed boisterously and pulling down my brief said to Kaya, "You've become mine for ever. See how Raju grew hard simply listening to our intimate moments. Just see what his condition would be once he watches us on bed."

I looked at Keya but couldn't ascertain whether there was an indignant sneer or an exciting relief in her looks. I was feeling embarassed and tried to pull up the brief. But Bilayet prevented, "Be on your birthday dress, dost. I and Keya are going to be in the same position soon. By the way, remove your T-shirt and vest too."

Things actually moved too fast and soon Bilayet got rid of all his attires. His thick and hard circumcised meat proudly announced his sexual prowess. Being circumcised, his swollen glan seemed to threaten like a demon. I really felt ashamed comparing my tool with his. His thickness was enormous - Keya's fist could encircle it with difficulty. In length, it resembled about 3" shorter than a one foot scale. I wondered what Keya might have felt when it first invaded her. I was diminished within myself thinking how my wife felt comparing this massive meat of Bilayet with that of mine. Bilayet was all excited and I could see the blue vein prominently in his engorged cock. Keya was sitting on the bed with her glances down cast.

Bilayet looked at me and said, "You know I have seen every inch of her body. But today I want you to strip Keya and show her treasure to me."

Both me and Keya knew by then that Bilayet's wish was the undeniable order. So with reluctance in mind, I started to unfasten the jeans Keya was wearing and pulled it down to her ankles. Bilayet extended his hand to help Keya maintain her balance as she lifted her legs one by one and I pulled out the jeans pant out of her body completely. She was completely bare except for the yellow bikini panty that clutched around her waist just covering her love spot and the ass crack. In front of me, Bilayet groped her smooth and slender thighs, patted on her butts, pinched her already stiff nipples.

Strangely enough, I didn't lose my erection to watch all these rather my five inches long hard dick jumped occasionally in excitement and arousal. Bilayet said, "I know you're enjoying it, Raju. Keya, there is nothing to be ashamed of. All of us are enjoying. This is a way to break the barrier and enjoy. It makes a delightful experience to enjoy with a lady in front of her cuck hubby. Don't worry baby, I have a big plan for a sexy lady like you."

Bilayet then ordered me to take away the yellow bikini panty out of her body. With trembling hands I started to pull her panty down. Keya was ashamed as her pussy was almost getting exposed and moved her hands to prevent me from pulling her panty further down. I hesitated at her gesture. But Bilayet held both her hands and roughly ordered to me, "Pull it down. What is she trying to hide? I have seen that many times and even dug deep inside leaving my seeds there."

I pulled down her panty altogether. My wife was then standing completely nude in front of Bilayet and me. Bilayet roughly moved his hand between her legs and fondled her pussy and said to me, "Look, the bitch is already wet between her legs."

As he displayed his fingers I could clearly see sticky wet marks. In fact, on a closer inspection I saw marks of juice on Keya's thighs too. Bilayet moved near Keya ans started to lick her lips most sensuously. After licking her lips for about ten minutes, he said to Keya, "Now show your husband how passionately you kiss me."

Keya hesitated for a moment but Bilayet held her hairs roughly and brought her face near his and hissed, "Put your tongue in my mouth."

Keya obeyed and pushed her tongue in his mouth while he started sucking her lip violently. Meanwhile his hands cupped her boobies and began to squeeze them brutally. Slowly he guided her to bed. I saw him putting a silicon roll on his index finger and pushed the finger in her pussy. For the first time Keya let out a moan. The silicon roll had tender ultra soft thorn like outer surface. With that in his index finger Bilayet started fingeriing her and said to me, "Raju, watch how your wife goes crazy."

Though feeling insulted, I had not lost my hardness. After about five minutes of fingering I noticed changes in Keya, who started to moan quite loudly while her entire body was arching. Bilayet accelerated fingering making her plead in a muffled voice to stop. Her facial appearance indicated that Keya was fast moving towards her first climax. She went on pleading to stop fingering. Bilayet whispered something to her ears that I didn't listen clearly. After that Bilayet withdrew his finger from her pussy much to the relief of Keya. Bilayet sat on the bed spreading his legs.

To my shock and awe, I watched Keya bringing her face between his thighs and she unhesitatingly took his massive cock in her mouth and started sucking it. Bilayet caught her shoulder long hairs to control her movement and gestured me to watch as my wife shamelessly sucked his cock. Keya was almost choked by his fat meat in her mouth. Her mouth could accommodate two-thirds of its length. Sometimes Bilayet would pull her head and push his pelvis making his tip reach her throat. For nearly twenty minutes, Keya was made to keep sucking him and when he finally brought it out of her mouth, his meat was glistening in her saliva.

Bilayet then asked Keya to lay on her back and raise her legs towards her belly so that her wet pussy was clearly visible. As Keya obeyed as directed, he said to me, "Raju, now suck her pussy and prepare her for me."

Keya's vaginal area was in a mess and looked dirty after the profuse discharge she had by that time. I hesitated but Bilayet pulled me roughly like a slave and indicated to start sucking. Helplessly I started sucking her labia lips and soon I was directed my Bilayet to push my tongue in her love hole and lick her inner walls. As I sucked and licked her pussy, my dick grew hard like a rock thinking that I was doing everything only to prepare my wife for him. As time passed Keya got aroused like a bitch and started moaning and throwing her legs.

Bilayet gestured me to stop. As I stopped, he asked to move at a distance while he positioned himself on her thighs. In front of me, he placed the tip of his cock just above her pussy hole and with a devilish grin gestured to me as he started forcing his rod inside her pussy. Keya was crying in pain as Bilayet's enormous meat invaded her already wet and overflowing love tunnel. I watched his cock disappear completely in my wife's hot tunnel.

Once completely inserted, Bilayet busied himself kissing and biting her lips, kneading her boobs, squeezing her nipples and sometimes roughly sucking them. But he seemed to gave forgotten the task of plumbing. Keya had grown restless by then and jerked her body to remind him the task of plumbing. But Bilayet ignored altogether and kept on teasing her. For about fifteen minutes he went on teasing her boobs and lips and then asked Keya, "What do you want?"

Without slightest shame Keya responded, "Please fuck me."

"Do you enjoy fucking with me more than with your husband?" said Bilayet, "If so, declare it loudly so that your hubby listens to it."

Keya was desperate for sex and loudly declared, "I enjoy getting fucked by you more than by Raju."

Bilayet started pounding her most brutally from the start making Keya moan like a cheap slut. More did she moan louder more were the brutality of his thrusts. Meanwhile, Keya had wrapped her legs round his waist and was shamelessly pleading to fuck her harder. Looking at their violent mating session I lost my control as my dick started discharging.

Though I went limp, Bilayet and Keya continued their vigorous fucking, for what it seemed, indefinitely. Both were crazy and were sweating profusely. They continued for another twenty or twenty-five minutes after which I saw Keya lifting her pelvis unbelievably to enjoy better thrusts of his cock in her mouth. Soon she started to orgasm as her face indicated. Bilayet too went stiff and began to ejaculate and flood her tunnel with his cum. They hugged each other in deep passion. Keya had become shameless by then and her naked body remained in tight hug with that of Bilayet for quite sometime.

When the two disengaged from hug, Bilayet gave me a soft towel to clean the mess he had created on Keya's body. Whenever I wanted to defy his order, Bilayet threatened me to expose Keya's nude videos to my colleagues.

I was left with no alternative but to clean my wife's body, the marks of saliva and semen. When I completed cleaning her, Keya was allowed to put on her dresses. There was a glow of utter sexual satisfaction on Keya's face. I felt extremely humiliated at what preceded. Bilayet arranged for dinner for three of us. I had no desire nor appetite to take food after everything that went before my eyes. But Bilayet instructed to take the food as he had more plans. When the dinner was over, I humbly asked if we could leave.

Bilayet looked questioningly, "What's the hurry? All the night is there. You have only seen her once in action with me. You will watch your slut wife pleasing me through out the night."

Keya blushed at his words. I didn't say anything. Literally I had no role to play but to obey the orders of Bilayet, who physically controlled Keya and with her videos controlled me. Looking Keya blushing, Bilayet turned to her, "Why are you ashamed, Keya? Don't I give better service to your craving hole than Raju? Tonight you are to show your hubby that you're my hot slut."

Keya didn't protest. Bilayet laughed at my humiliation and said, "I told you, I enjoy to enjoy a lady in front of her husband and it's particularly interesting when the hubby gets a hard on to watch his wife with me. I am sure I and Keya could give your several more hard ons during the night."

Bilayet was still naked and so was I. Only Keya was fully dressed. Bilayet's dick was in a flaccid state. He sat on a sofa chair and said to Keya pointing at his flaccid cock, "Look Keya, your boss is not hard. Caress it in front of Raju to make it hard again."

To my shock and humiliation, Keya moved beside Bilayet, sat on the ground in front of his sofa and her went to his crotch, holding and stroking his shaft slowly. Bilayet held her hands and lifted her from the ground and said, "Come on Keya, sit on my lap. The touch of your sexy bums will waken up my meat."

In front of me, Keya sat on his naked lap. Bilayet guided her hand to his manhood and said, "Take care of your boss, sexy baby."

Keya started to tease his manhood lovingly and her fingers played on his meat that was slowly rising to its glory. After enjoying her caress for sometime, Bilayet said to Keya, "Darling, you have two soft and warm flesh balls. I wish to squeeze them. Take off your tops and bra and present those wonderful boobies to me."

Unhesitatingly, Keya pulled out the tops she was wearing and unhooked her bra. Her lovely well shaped melons jumped free. Bilayet cupped both and started kneading her balls. Keya's nipples became erect and proudly announced her arousal. Bilayet pointed out to me how her nipples had grown stiff under his ministration. As if that was not enough, he said to Keya, "Just watch your cuckold hubby, how his small tool stood in arousal. Keya, do you want me to play some jokes with the owner of little Johnny? It would look nice if Raju mastubate his little cock looking at your nude body as I grope you."

Keya pleaded to Bilayet not to humiliate me further. Bilayet seemed to reluctantly agree to her request but said, "In that case, Keya, you will have to offer your mouth to me to fuck and from the background Raju will encourage me to do it faster and use dirty words for you like slut, whore etc."

Now that was more humiliating than me masturbating as Keya got kneaded by him. So I intervened and agreed to obey his earlier wish to masturbate. Standing nude in front of Bilayet and Keya, I took my 5" long cock in my palm. Keya was still seated on Bilayet's lap while the latter squeezed her boobs, bent down his face and sucked her nipples and asked me to act faster on my cock. In between he went on asking me insulting questions like, "Do you think with your little cock, you can satisfy a sexy woman like Keya?" or "Don't you think that your wife has the perfect body of a slut?"

However, Bilayet did not expect me to answer. After about ten minutes, he made Keya stand up and ordered her to take off her jeans and panty and to plead to him to finger her. Keya did as she was ordered and Bilayet once again started fingering her pussy with the same finger that still had the silicon roller on it. Keya started moaning as Bilayet fingered her violently and looking at her arching body and swinging boobies, I helplessly ejaculated in front of them. Bilayet laughed at my distress.

Bilayet had become rock hard again and made Keya kneel down between his legs. His legs grabbed her tightly while his hands grabbed her head. He then made Keya to open her mouth and pushed his hard big cock in her oral cavity. He asked me to stand near them and watch how he fucked her mouth. Keya's mouth was stretched to the extreme to accommodate the thick meat of Bilayet. Keya could take only two-thirds of his large dick in her mouth.

Controlling the movement of her head, he began to move her head to and fro on his meat. Occasionally he would ask me to check if Keya was wet between her legs. In fact, Keya was discharging her love juice profusely and her thigh walls were all wet. Her mouth was overflowing with her own saliva and pre-cum of Bilayet. But Bilayet varied the speed and rhythm of her mouth making her moan like a hot bitch. After enjoying the caress of her mouth for about twenty minutes, Bilayet said to me, "You will now see this slut at her extreme."

Bilayet had so long grabbed her head. He freed her head and instead he inserted his silicon covered finger once more deep inside her love tunnel and moved it violently in and out of her tunnel. Keya went crazy, she moaned loudly and increased the speed and rhythm of sucking his meat. With his free hand, Bilayet slapped hard on her bare ass and said, "My hot slut is now all ready to take my load in her mouth."

In a few minutes, Bilayet started to release his load in her mouth. Jets of his sticky cum were hitting in her throat. Keya was seen gulping to avoid getting choked. But his load was too much and was seen on her chin as they leaked through the corners of her lips. Bilayet brought his meat out of her mouth. It was in a mess due to her saliva and his cum. He ordered Keya to clean it with her tongue which she did very carefully.

The worse came after that. Bilayet ordered me to engage in lip to lip kiss with my wife, to feel his smell and cum in her mouth and clean her mouth through kiss. I prayed for his mercy but he was adamant. Finally, I engaged in lip to lip kiss with my wife. I could smell the odour of his genital and his sticky cum in her mouth. Despite the disgust and abhorrence I felt in doing that, I finally cleaned up mouth. Even the dried up sticky drops of semen she had on her cheeks were licked clean by me.

That was, however, not the end. Bilayet ordered me to lick her thighs and pussy clean that had discharged profusely during what Bilayet did to her. When cleaning her pussy with my tongue, Bilayet asked me if I enjoyed the taste of her pussy.

Once I had cleaned her pussy, Bilayet asked Keya to be on bed on her knees raising her buttocks upward. As Keya took the position her boobs were hanging seductively. Bilayet came to bed and started kneading those hanging balls of flesh and pressing her nipples. While groping her nude body, he suddenly asked me, "Is her asshole still virgin or you have ravished that hole too?"

I was too shocked to reply. But his question made his motive clear and Keya almost cried and appealed to Bilayet to have mercy and spare her back. Bilayet slapped hard on her ass and whispered angrily, "Remember, I am the boss and you're my slut. You and Raju are not to defy my choice. You will only follow what I want or say else your videos get circulated."

Keya went quiet. Bilayet asked me to apply my tongue on Keya's asshole to prepare it for him to invade. I hated to put my mouth on her asshole but had no option. For about half an hour, I licked her rectal hole putting my tongue inside. Then Bilayet gave a gel to apply in her arsehole. He teased Keya showing his already hard cock again telling her, "Watch how aroused my meat is to invade your maiden hole!"

Keya made a last appeal to spare her there. But it was useless. Bilayet ordered me to pull apart her ass cheeks so that her rectal hole got exposed. He rode on her like a stud on a mare and putting the tip of his cock began to push. Keya cried as pain tore her apart. Bilayet ordered me to pull her rectal muscles apart so that he could invade it. Bilayet gave brutal thrusts several times and finally Keya collapsed on bed with a loud cry. I watched with awe as almost the entire length of his enormous meat was buried in Keya's rectal hole. Bilayet's hands left her shoulders and moved below her body squeezing her boobies.

For a few minutes, Keya was groaning in pain of brutal invasion. Bilayet allowed to let her painful scream subside. Then he started moving his hard cock in and out of her asshole. To my surprise, after the initial screams of pain, Keya was moaning as Bilayet ploughed her asshole and her moans revealed the delights she had.

For nearly half an hour Bilayet ploughed her and then he started groaning as he for the third time since the evening he ejaculated in her. When he finally left, Keya was unable to move. His cum was oozing out of her asshole and she remained in that position for another half an hour.

Later both me and Keya admitted to Bilayet that Keya had become his slut in every sense. Keya continued to satisfy Bilayet in my presence since that eveing and it continued till the lock down was completely eased and we returned to Bangladesh. Bilayet stayed back with his job in Dubai while I and Keya managed to find jobs in Bangladesh. However, once in a year when Bilayet comes on leave for a few day, I have to take Keya to the hotel secretly to satisfy Bilayet's lust. But normally it is for one night only as Bilayet had to arrange it discreetly without Shamima's knowledge. Even in one night, Keya gets all her holes ploughed by Bilayet in my presence. To admit without shame, Keya too longs for her secret encounter with Bilayet when the latter visits native land once in a year. I too get aroused to see her bodily needs being satisfied by another man.