This is Rakesh a Bengali business man . I am a poker freak guy who use to be in poker mania everyday. Every first Tuesday night of the month my friends gathered to eat, drink and play cards. Reddy 's Bar was the site for the festivities. Krishnankant Reddy a member of the group, set up the card game in the back room. There was plenty of privacy and an endless supply of food and booze.

My wife Monami was 23 years old and was a house wife.

We had developed healthy sexual relationship during our marriage. The mere site of Monami put me in the mood. After work I couldn't keep my hands off Monami. She didn't mind at all.

I was a lucky man to have Monami asmy wife. She was young and beautiful and she loved me very much. she would do anything for me

She knew Monday night was my poker night. This particular Monday night she decided that she wanted to go along. She knew that I would try to talk her out of going, so she put on her sexiest outfit.

Her white top and skirt were made of a thin stretchy material. The white outfit showed off her well-tanned 37DD-23-35 frame. The top was cut low showing substantial cleavage. Monami never wore a bra. The firmness of Monami's breasts was apparent. They supported her top, not the other way around. The top stopped just above Monami's belly button and the skirt began just below it. The short skirt was just long enough to cover her assets. Monami finished off the outfit with spiked high heel shoes and a small handbag.

The outfit showed off Monami's killer body, however, her best feature was her face. Monami's complexion was perfect. Her crystal green eyes would stop a man dead in his tracks. Monami's bright smile and a few freckles on her little nose made her look cute and sexy at the same time. Her face was framed by long light brown hair that reached her waist. If you saw Monami's face and missed her body, you would have thought she was younger than her 23 years.

I instinctively took Monami's in my arms and kissed her deeply. When we broke apart, I said, "Monami you could turn on a dead man the way you look."
Monami blushed and said, "Do you like my outfit, Rakesh?"
I replied, "If I wasn't late for my poker game, I would take you inside and make love to you, now.".
I paused then turned for the door and added, "The hell with poker. Lets go wear each other out."

As much as Monami wanted to make love with me, she was curious about my poker game. She hesitated as I opened the apartment door for her. She rubbed up against me and said, "I don't want you to miss your game. Why don't I go along with you and watch your game? When you're done with poker, we can come back and get close.".
I started to remind her that the game was only for guys. It was hard to argue with a woman when she was rubbing her large breasts up against your chest. Surely the guys wouldn't mind looking at a beautiful and sexy woman while they played cards.
I said, "O.K. sexy, but, please don't talk or react to the cards. These guys don't like it when someone fouls up the game."
Monami smiled and said, "You won't know I'm there." I was skeptical about her last statement.

On the way to the bar, Monami and I talked about the finer points of draw and stud poker. I was surprised at how much she knew. She grew up playing the game with her father when they had spare time. I let her off at the door of the bar, then parked the car. I found her inside sitting at the bar with several would be suitors trying to buy her a drink. She excused herself from the pack when she saw me. He watched as she made her way across the room to meet him. Her breasts jiggled in her top and her ass swiveled as she walked. Every jaw in the room dropped as she passed by.

She hugged me and whispered, "Let's get going before I get attacked."
I chuckled and said, "That's what you get for wearing that outfit to a place like this."
I led her down the hall to the door of the back room. I knocked four times in the required rhythm. Krishnakant opened the door and let us in. We were greeted by cat calls and hoots. I knew it wasn't for me.

Krish eyed Monami up and down and said, "Doesn't look like a poker player…"
I interrupted, "This is Monami. She's here to keep me company."
Krish opened his mouth to protest but stopped short. He motioned for us to have a seat.
Iyer chuckled and said, "Sweety, you can keep us all company."
I finished the introduction by pointing out Shivalakman, Krish the host, Rama and Ravikant.
She said, "Thanks guys for letting me watch."
Ravikant replied, "You're sure welcome honey."
He added with a wink, "The nights looking up."
Krish showed her where the food and drinks were and then sat down.

Krish wasted no time in dealing the first hand. Krish began with straight draw poker. The anti was a dollar. Ravikant won the hand with two Kings. Rama dealt the next hand of five card stud. I won Rs.2300 with three five's, one in the hole. The game continued with no big winners or losers. We played draw and both 5 and 7 card stud poker. Ravikant would deal a wild card game occasionally to the displeasure of the others. One seven card stud game produced a pot of Rs.22600 but the average pot for stud was about Rs.14000.

She watched the game with great interest. She didn't mind fetching drinks and snacks for the guys when asked. The guys didn't mind watching her wiggle around the room. Ravikant managed to pat Monami's tight butt when she passed by a few times. She giggled when she looked at the big goofy grin on Ravikant's face. She didn't mind the attention. After an hour of play, five pairs of eyes had thoroughly mapped every curve on her body. Some wished they could travel the unexplored regions hidden by her tight outfit.

The poker continued for some time with average size pots until Rama dealt a hand of 7 card stud. With two cards down and three up there was already almost Rs.20000 in the pot. The source of the betting was the Rama and i. Rama had two Queens and a Jack showing. I had two Aces and a Six on the table. The others had been paying to stay in the game, hoping to draw a better hand. With the next card Ravikant, Krish and Shivalakshman folded. I got another six and Ravikant got a two.

I laid out fifty thousand and Ravikant matched and bumped another 75. I matched the bet with some concern. I still had plenty of money but Ravikant had quite a bit more. There was now well over 400000 in the pot. I was confident of winning because of the Ace I had in the hole. I had a full house with another card to go.

Ravikant dealt me a Four and himself a Queen. I kept a straight face but my gut tightened when the third Queen fell. I had a Full House, Aces high against a possible three of a kind, Full House, Queens high or four of a kind. I led the bet with 50 . Ravikant countered with mine's fifty and added 75 more. I met the 75 and bumped 1 lakh. I hadn't realize how low I was and hoped Ravikant would match and not raise again. I was down to my last fifty.

He met my 100 then raised 4 lakhs. I kept my composure even though I felt like hell inside. I knew I couldn't match Ravikant. I was angry with myself for raising that last lakh.
Ravikant asked, "You in, Rakesh?"
I replied, "Well Ravikant, I think I'm a little short."
"I see," said Ravikant.
He added, "Well Rakesh, maybe we can work something out."
I was confused. I wondered why he didn't just take the pot.

He was a quite fellow. He didn't say much the whole game, however, when he wasn't looking at the cards he was eyeing Monami. He especially liked her chest. He was fascinated by her large breasts perched nicely on her small tight frame.

I asked, "What do you have in mind, Ravikant?"
Ravikant continued slightly nervously, "Rakesh, you have other assets besides cash."
"What do you mean?" I asked puzzled.
He stuttered, "Well Rakesh, there's your find lady here."

Monami shot a look at Ravikant and asked, "What do you mean, Ravikant?"
He looked at me and asked, "What do you need to match my bet?"
I said in a raised voice, "I'd like you to answer the lady, Ravikant."
"I will if you tell me how short you are," countered Ravikant.
I sat back then finally replied, 'Three Fifty.'
Ravikant offered, "I will call us even if you throw your lady in the pot."

I asked again, "What do you mean by putting Monami in the pot?"
He nervously answered, "I mean that if I win this hand, she will do anything I request for the rest of the night."
"Like what, Ravikant," I urged loudly.
He sat silently for a moment then answered, "Sex."
I dropped my head. The other poker players looked at him with smiles beginning to form.
Monami said loudly, "NO WAY!"

I got up and pulled Monami aside. I watched my cards as I whispered in her ear, "I've got an Ace in the hole and a lot of money on the table. I think Ravikant is bluffing. I don't think he has the Queen."

She thought for a moment.
She leered at Ravikant with a look that said, "I can't believe you would put me in a spot like this."
I whispered, "Please."
Despite the negative feelings she was feeling toward her husband, she wanted me to win that big pot. At the same time she couldn't have sex with all these men, even if they were attractive to her. As it was, she was looking at RamaKrishnan, a great big man wearing lungi and dark with moustach and hairy all over his body. Same with everyone. they were 59+ year old black men. Iyer was rather ugly with a three day old growth on his face.

She thought about the odds and all that money. Chances are I would collect and she would be off the hook. She told me that she really didn't want to chance it but left the decision to him. I sat down with a sigh. I looked at the table full of money, my money. I made my decision, pushed my remaining fifty into the pot and said, "Monami's in. Let's see what you got."
She looked at me unbelieving. Ravikant turned over the first card. It was a Three. He smiled as he turned over his last card. It was the Queen. She opened her mouth in shock. I just slumped in my chair. The other four poker players were yelling and passing out high five's.

When the celebration toned down, she asked, "OK Ravikant. Where do you want to go?"
She was resigned to the result. She had to honor the bet. Her father had always taught her never to cheat at cards or whelsh on a bet. If he could see her now he might not agree in these circumstances.

Ravikant said, "We're staying right here in Iyer's house. Let's clear the bed first. After that, I am going to fuck the lady. After that maybe I'll share my winnings."
Her mouth was wide open with shock. It was worse than she thought. Ravikant was going to take her in front of the others, then let them have her too. She watched speechless as they put away their money and cleared the empty glasses and trash off the bed. Ravikant motioned for Monami to come over to him. I watched as my wife slowly and reluctantly obeyed Ravikant. The evening was a disaster for him. I was cleaned out of cash and had sold my wife for 35000. She would never forgive me.

She stood in front of Ravikant.
He said, "Smile, girl."
She attempted a smile without much success.
Ravikant chuckled and said, "I hope you will have as much fun as I will. I've been wishing for this all night."
She said with a frown, "Just don't hurt me."
Ravikant inspected his winnings. He walked around her getting a close look at her body. The others watched with growing anticipation. Iyer made sure the main door was locked. Ravikant walked up behind Monami and put his arms around her waist. He moved his hands up and cupped her huge tits. I wasn't sure I wanted to watch her with these men. I felt humiliated and knew that she probably would divorce after tonight.

I got up and headed for the door. She called out, "Where are you going, Rakesh?"
I looked up with a shameful look and mumbled, "I don't think I want to see this."
She said angrily, " you bet my ass and now you're going to watch me pay up."
I sat back down as she cocked an eye at Ravikant and demanded, "Lets get this over with!"

Ravikant began stroking her chest again, observing, "Man, are these firm tits."
He squeezed her nipples as he rubbed his bulging crotch against her ass.
She responded to the breast massage by tilting her head back against his shoulder. He kissed from her neck to her chin and as she turned to him he found her mouth. He was amazed at how soft her lips were. He probed her mouth with his tongue and she responded by opening her mouth and touching his tongue with her own.

He managed, while kissing her, to lift her top over one of her tits. He kneaded the large breast and squeezed her nipple, causing a moan to vibrate in her throat. He broke the kiss and looked at the lusty look on her face. He was surprised that she seemed less reluctant than a few moments ago. She seemed as she would do anything now. He led her to the bed and leaned her over the edge. He stretched her tight skirt up around her waist. He was amazed at how perfect her ass was. Her skin was smooth and her tan lines were very sexy.

He was now impatient. He slide her white lace panties down and she stepped out of them. He untied his lungi and pulled out his 9 inch cock. He spit in his hand and lubricated his rod. He rubbed her pussy and found that she was surprisingly wet. He could clearly smell her female scent. He rubbed the head of his big cock around her opening causing her to moan. She looked around and gasped when she saw the size of his cock.
Monami said, "Oh Ravikant, go easy with that big thing." "I will," he replied.

He slowly eased the head of his cock into her pussy. Monami moans increased with each inch. He managed to get all 9 inches buried inside Monami. He paused to enjoy the feeling. He reached up and pushed her top off both of her tits. She finished the job by quickly pulling the top over her head. Ravikant fondled her big tits as he began wiggling her butt. She wanted Ravikant to start fucking her.
He continued rubbing her tits as she moaned, “Oh, please Ravikant, fuck me with that thing.”

He heard the magic words. He began slowly stroking her. She met his thrusts with her own, urging him to pound her harder. He was surprised at her aggression. This was a hot young woman squeezing his cock with her pussy. She continued to moan and squeal. Iyer was worried someone would hear. After five minutes of pounding, she stiffened and the moans stopped. Her mouth was open and her beautiful green eyes were shut, tightly. She shuddered for about 20 seconds in an intense orgasm. He had never seen a woman come that hard. It made him proud to get her off that way. It also excited him greatly. He knew he wouldn't last long.

He continued to pound Monami through her orgasm. Finally, she began breathing and moaning again.
She looked back and Ravikant and whispered sexily, "Thanks, Ravikant. That was wonderful."
He grunted, "My pleasure, mam."
He gazed into her lusty green eyes as he continued fucking her. He was about the pop any minute.
He asked, "Monami, do you like to taste cum?"
She moaned, "Oh, I would love to taste you, Ravikant."

That was the last straw. He pulled out of her hole and groaned, "Come and get it."
She swiveled around, her tits bouncing wildly. She knelt down under his cock so that he could shoot his load into her mouth.
She said, "I want to taste it, Ravikant. Please give it to me."
On cue, Ravikant lowered the head of his cock into her mouth and pumped a thick load of sperm across her tongue. She let her mouth fill to over flowing. The excess spilled over her chin and down onto her tits.

The other fellows leaned in to see the load pooled in her mouth. Before they could say anything she swallowed down the whole gooey load of sperm. She used her finger to gather to cum off her tits and face. She licked her fingers clean and finished by cleaning his cock with her mouth.
She commented, "Oooo Ravikant , you taste so good."
He said, "There is more where that came from. There are also other cocks to sample."
He indicated the others with a sweeping hand.

She stood up, looked at me and said, "You know Rakesh, this might turn out to be fun."
She smiled mischievously and added, "Maybe if you get Ravikant a beer, he might let you fuck me."
I dropped my head with shame. It seemed to me that my devoted wife was enjoying her predicament a little too much. I was aware of the passion she brought to our love-making. I now watched as her passions flared with strangers.

She turned her attention to Rama's lungi. Frantically she worked on his lungi.
"I'm going to find out how big Rama really is," exclaimed Monami.
As she untied his lungi , Iyer moved up behind Monami and began to rub her wet pussy with his now exposed cock. Soon Monami had 8 inches pounding her pussy as she attempted to swallow Rama's foot long wonder. It took effort and ultimately she had half of Rama's monster down her throat. Rama and Iyer worked Monami over for about ten minutes producing another orgasm for Monami. Shortly after Monami came, the guys filled her with their loads.

She looked up to see if I was still there. She licked her lips still coated with overflow sperm. She smiled when she saw that I was still there and was rubbing a sizable bulge in my pants. I still looked depressed but I was obviously turned on.
"Like my show, Lover," asked Monami.
I looked away in disgust.

She turned back to Shivalaksman and said, "Your turn, Shiva."
She added, "I bet you've never had an 23 year old bengali woman."
Shiva smiled and stated, "I have, in fact, but not as pretty as you, Baby."
Just before she swallowed Shiva's battered old cock she said, "Thank you, kind Sir."
Seeing an open opportunity a newly refreshed Ravikant began rubbing his cock against her pussy. When it was sufficiently lubricated, he eased it into her backdoor.
She screamed with the new invasion but did not stop slurping Shiva. They fucked her for a few minutes, producing another hard orgasm in her. Once she had recovered, they switched places. She cleaned Ravikant's soiled cock while Shiva's slightly bent 10 inch cock filled her asshole. They stroked Monami for a while until they filled her with their loads.

The gang bang continued for four more hours and she never seemed to get tired. I even got into the act filling my wife with three loads. She now acted like a wanton slut. She couldn't get enough. After Rama and Shiva wore out, they left. She seemed concerned about the reduced number of cocks available. Iyer solved the problem by bringing in three more guys from the outside. She never seemed to have less than two cocks in her body. Several times she took three. At the end she was covered with cum. Some of it had hardened on her skin. She was exhausted as were all of the men she had drained. Iyer loaned me an old rain coat to cover Monami. I ushered Monami out the back door of Iyer and drove to my apartment. I put Monami to bed then fell out on the sofa.

I woke up the next morning to the sound of her in the kitchen. I braced myself for whatever abuse she had for me and walked into the kitchen. She looked up at me with a smile as she busied herself making breakfast. I was confused. I had expected Monami to let me have it. She broke an egg into the frying pan. My heart seemed to stop beating. I was overjoyed that she still wanted to be my wife after what I had put her through. Just as suddenly, I became wary. I could still remember her display of passion as cock after cock filled her holes the night before.

She put the cooked egg on a plate with toast . She walked over to where I had sat down and put the plate on the table in front of me.
She hugged me and said, "I love you so much."
She looked sexy in one of my work shirts. Gone was the cum covered skin and matted hair. She had taken a shower earlier and had lightly applied her flower scented perfume. I was becoming aroused by her beauty and scent. I was still at a loss as to why she was so happy.
Finally I asked, "Why are you in such a good mood, Monami?"
She flashed me a grin and replied, "Because I'm so lucky to have such a wonderful man like you, Rakesh."
I looked perplexed as I asked, "Me? Don't you remember, Monami. I sold your body for 35000 last night."

She looked thoughtfully at me and she inquired, "How did you know that it was my fantasy to be sold to a bunch of men for sex?"
She answered herself, "I must have told you about it."
I was blown away. Quickly I gathered himself and said, "Yeah, well, I'm glad you liked my little surprise."
She squeezed me tightly. It was fortunate that I couldn't see the wave of relief pass over me. I began to wonder if Monami was going to want to get gang banged often.