Adultery Indian Wife and the Nukkad Guys by shiprat

[Ramesh_Rocky]

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"Good girl." Jamal said and gently patted me on the cheek. I was still sobbing, angry at myself for getting into yet another messy situation.

The men on either side of me were working in tandem to unbutton my shirt completely and soon it came off.*

"What a fantastic bosom!" the man who had been sitting inside the car said, clasping my tits one by one. The other guy was tracing his fingers along my neck, making me feel turned on despite not wanting to.

"I know you think I am some evil man who takes pleasure in forcing you to do such things." Jamal said, sounding bizarrely grumpy. "You should know that it's not like I just woke up and decided, hey, let's all kidnap this housewife and bang her. We actually came here for a different purpose."

"He's right." the man playing with my tits said. "But there's no reason why we shouldn't mix pleasure with business. It's not like you are averse to some group action, from what i have heard. Why shouldn't we get to taste what half the town has tasted anyway?"

I glanced at his crotch as I saw him fidget with his crotch. There was obviously an erection there. Its shape was pushing against the fabric of his pants.

"So this is my life then?" I said, still sobbing. "A few men took advantage of me, so then more men started doing it, and this won't stop until everyone in town has their way with me?"

"Don't be so melodramatic." Jamal said, grabbing my cheeks. "I still remember how you hollered and quaked through all those orgasms."

My point wasn't really getting through. So I stopped resisting and let my arms drop limply to the side. What was the use in arguing with these louts who saw me just as a whore to be banged. And in a way, he was right. I had always managed to find and display pleasure in being treated like a sex slave. So how could I really argue in favor of anything else?

When the guy next to me unzipped his pants and fished out a thick circumcised cock, I reflexively slid to the floor of the vehicle. My shins folded under my thighs, I opened my mouth, and while continuing to sob, took the cock inside my mouth. The men had been chuckling and sneering at my exploitation but even they seemed taken aback by this servile gesture made without any prompting.

"That's the cum hungry Sheetal I know." Jamal said and patted me on the back as if encouraging an obedient child.

I was on my knees on the floor of that fast moving SUV, sucking the dick of a guy I didn't even know, as the two other men continued their exploration of my body. They were squeezing my tits hard over my bra but not taking them out yet.*

"Those jeans must be making you feel very uncomfortable." said the guy whose dick I was sucking.

"No, it's okay." I replied, hoping that if I kept them on, maybe I could get away with just blowjobs.

But that wasn't to be. All the men said turn by turn that the jeans seemed very unnecessary, and Jamal added how shapely and smooth my legs were and how alluring my big round ass looked. Soon a hand unbuttoned my jeans again and I had no choice but to raise my legs one at a time as they were slipped off. Now I was on the floor of that car between four men, clad only in my white bra and blue panties.

Wanting to get this over with, I started sucking the cock in my mouth with renewed gusto, using my skillful fingers and applying pressure on the exposed knob with my lips. I also licked the pee hole and kissed it a few time.

"Oh wow! This lady really knows her way around a dick!" the guy inhaled sharply and said with a moan. I felt good hearing that, because I was giving him some of my best moves.

"I told you!" Jamal proudly said, as if he was the one who had taught me how to suck a dick. I felt him spank my ass moderately hard a couple of times.

"What an amazing ass." the guy next to Jamal said. I could hear some squishy sounds, so clearly his dick was out and he was playing with it.

I took a break from the sucking and looked around. All three guys had their dicks out. I wondered if the uniformed driver in the front had his out too. Only Jamal was sitting unexposed.

"When I was playing with her pussy earlier, I felt her getting wet. And now I can see a big damp spot at her crotch."*

"Oh yes. She gets really wet really fast." Jamal said, stroking my pussy over my panties. "You want to have a go?"

"Wait, what?" I said, taking the dick out of my mouth. I knew that I would be used and abused by these guys, but I had assumed it would be in some remote location. In the moving car, I hoped it would just be blowjobs.

But my half-hearted protests were ignored. Soon I felt that stranger's hands grab my hips and raise my ass high in the air. And before I knew it, the crotch of my panties had been slid to the side and an average sized dick was pounding my cunt. All the while, I was sucking on the other guy's dick.

"You are good at multi-tasking, Sheetal." the blowjob guy said. "So maybe I can tell you the real point of our visit even while you pleasure us."

I just shrugged and kept sucking the guy as my cunt was being pounded in a rapid monotone. I didn't really think there really was any point to this ambush other than having their way with me. Quickly bang the town slut. But it turned out there was a different motive.

"I don't know if you know who I am."

I shook my head, his dick still in my mouth.

"I actually did you a favor once." he said. "This young man I know, Raza, called me up and said he was caught by the cops banging his boss's wife by the side of some highway...."

"You are Shakoor Haji?" I asked, wide-eyed. I still remembered how petrified I had been when the cops caught us, how the constable looked almost ready to fuck me, and then one phone call and it had all been taken care of.

"No. I am his personal assistant Anees." he said and pushed my mouth back on his cock.

So that's why he seemed vaguely familiar. He was always by the politico's side in the pictures and news clips I had seen.*

"Fuck, she is so tight!!!" the guy behind me suddenly grunted and started bucking his hips fast.

"Shami, don't you fucking cum inside her!" Anees growled. "I don't want to fuck her through your seed. Here, cum in her mouth instead of messing up the car."

"Hrmmmmmmm."

The guy grunted as Anees grabbed my head and swiftly pushed it towards my ass. My waist bones almost creaked as my body was contorted sideways until my open mouth was now faced with the dick that had just fucked me. The guy shot a moderate amount of semen at my throat and I promptly swallowed it.

I sat on the floor staring at the men wondering what I was supposed to do next. Anees was repositioning himself, sitting back leaning against the cushion. He also parted his legs and slid his pants down. Then he looked at me and made a gesture with his eyes which indicated that I was meant to climb on top of him.

Slowly I got up on my knees. I slid off my panties and Jamal helped take them off my legs.*

"Keep the bra on." he said as he saw my hands go behind my back.*

"Okay..." I said.

I saw him throw Jamal a knowing look, who chuckled. Suddenly I remembered the last time I had spent a long time clad just in my bra. The day Jamal had broken me. And I felt a sudden surge of anger. But controlling myself, I got upand stepped onto the car seat, lowering myself on Anees' dick.

"So what is the thing you wanted to talk to me about?"

I asked in a very casual tone as I put my hands on his shoulders and started moving my naked ass back and forth, feeling his circumcised dick rub the insides of my cunt pleasantly.

"Hmmm." he put his hands on my ample ass. "I hear you used to be very close to Billa Yadav."

Not this old nonsense again, I thought to myself as the guy next to Anees shook his dick in my direction. I wrapped one hand around it as I continued riding my latest lover.