Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat
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"Memsaab, you are a little wet!" the main who had invaded my pants said loudly and everyone laughed.


My mind was having trouble keeping track of everything that was happening. My boobs were beginning to hurt with all the fondling and pinching from multiple hands, but my sensitive nipples were painfully erect. A couple of the men had bitten and kissed those nipples. As I tried to focus on what was happening to my boobs, I also registered a hand going down the back of my pants and I felt a rough palm grab my ass. The hand in the front had now slipped inside the panties and was fingering my moistening cunt.

"Please let me go." I begged, despite my body indicating that it was enjoying what was happening. Given Vinay's busy work schedule, I had been starved of sex.

"After you do something about this."

One of the men had unzipped his pants and whipped out a cock. It was erect, dark brown, had a bulbous head covered in foreskin, and was about 6 inches long. I looked at it with fear and fascination. Would this be the dick that invaded my cunt? Or my mouth?

I was a little surprised and relieved when the lifted my hand instead and placed it on the dick. Instinctively, I wrapped my fingers around it. The men noted this and soon other dicks started coming out. My boobs got a little rest as I cooperated by starting to jack off the dick. Soon another dick, this time smaller, was at my other hand. I sat on the countryside path, topless, as I jacked off one cock each with my hands.

"Wow, she knows how to use her hands." I got some positive feedback.

The burly guy meanwhile stood up and put his feet on either side of my thighs. His thick erect cock swung up and down from his crotch right in front of my face.

"Open your mouth." he said.

"Please, not this." I begged. I was never really a fan of blowjobs. Never gave one to Vinay, so I was damned if I was going to give one to this lout. But my situation wasn't really amenable to negotiations.

"Come on." the brute said and his dick, oozing precum, slapped against my cheeks and my nose.

I was still jacking the other two cocks off even as I resisted this attempt to fuck my mouth. The one in my left hand shuddered and I felt warm sticky liquid land on my boobs. The brute's organ was still slapping around my face. I knew I didn't have much of a choice. As the fourth guy's dick replaced his friend's in my left hand, I winced and parted my lips a little. The thick head of the cock immediately pressed inside.

It tasted revolting, like all dicks used to taste. I close my eyes and felt a tear flow down my cheek as the thick dong was thrust all the way in and its head pressed against my tonsils. I had a stranger's cock in my mouth. I felt him place one hand on my head and start pushing the cock in and out, fucking my mouth.

"Suck it, bitch." he said, but I just kept my mouth passively open.

That's when his pocket buzzed and his phone started ringing. He clicked his tongue in annoyance and reached for it, while still keeping his dick inside my mouth.

"It's Billa bhaiyya." he said checking the display.

"Answer it." the guy on my right said.

"Okay, you guys keep quiet." he said and pressed the button. "Namaste bhaiyya....yes....yes.....no.....yes.....now? What about.....okay bhaiyya....no no, it's okay bhaiyya. Yes, right away, bhaiyya."

He disconnected the phone and put it back in his pocket.

"We have to go right away. The brick kiln."

"Right away?" the other guy sounded disappointed.

"Just as soon as I finish this."

I felt both his hands grab my hair now. And he thrust his hips forward. His pubic hair rubbed against my nose, my eyes were pressed against his collarbone as he started fucking my mouth really hard and fast. I felt like gagging and coughing, but his tight grip on my head meant there was little I could do to resist him.

"Press it with your tongue." he ordered, and for some reason, I did.

Soon my mouth was filled with his thick jizz. It swirled around his dick and tried to make its way down my throat. Thankfully, he took his dick out and stepped back. I heaved forward and spat out the semen. It was disgusting. I also coughed and gagged a good deal, in the process letting go of the two cocks I had been giving handjobs.

"Okay, let's go." he said, zipping up his pants.

"But what about us?" the two guys who still had their cocks out and hard whined.

"Later." the brute said dismissively. "Now that we have made friends with memsaab, I am sure she will be nicer."

He patted my head condescendingly as he said that. I was still spitting out the remnants of his semen.

Each of the guys squeezed my naked boobs one last time before zipping up their pants.

A couple of minutes later, I just sat there in disbelief, still topless. Had all that really just happened? Or was I in a bad nightmare? As my heart rate and breathing returned to normal, I put my bra and t-shirt back on. And in a stunned state, started walking back home.
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