Jingbang In Goa – Part 3 (Gangbanged)

Goa was cold when we got down. The cold wind hit me hard as I shamelessly walked with Riya out of the station to the waiting car. The guys were following me at a distance. They were murmuring among themselves. What did I get myself into again? It’s too late now. I cannot undo what I had let them do to me in the train. How much more damage could I do to myself. I looked at Riya. She was a bit sleepy. There was a minivan waiting to take us to our hotel. I put my bag in through the back door. I waited for everyone to get in.

I saw that our manager was already seated next to Riya and the only place left was in the last row. Was this planned by the guys? I told Riya that I will sit in the back seat. She nodded and tried to get back to her sleep. The guys were all silent. Not talking at all. That was creepy. I made my way to the last row and sat in between 2 guys. The bus started. The travel was around 45 mins to our resort. I was still in my shirt and shorts. As soon as the vehicle started I felt a hand on my thighs. I was taken by surprise. I rolled my eyes to the guy doing that to give a clear signal that I was not interested. The guy gave me a pleading look. His facial expression begging me not to stop what he wanted to do.

I strongly pushed his hand away. To my horror he was not ready to give up. He curled his face like a 5 year old asking for a second ice-cream. The guys sitting in front was trying to block me from the rear view mirror of the driver. I still made a strong expression which meant a strict NO. The guy was disappointed but again kept his hand on my thigh and showed a gesture that it’s all that he wants to do. After a moment of thought. I let him keep this hand there to avoid further nuisance. I knew I was in deep shit and I brought it on to myself thanks to the wonderful tattoo that I thought would bring me good luck when I got it done.

Within few minutes his hands got restless. As expected. He started caressing my thighs. I again gave him an ugly look. He put on his 5 year old face again. His hands were creeping up so much that his fingers were also inside my shorts which was already very short. I nodded my head in surrender. I had no energy to fight him. Looking at him the other guy sitting next to me put his fingers on my other thigh. These men have nothing called self-control. Within seconds they were touching my panties. Since my shorts were tight that was dead end for them. The guys were disappointed. But where there is disappointment there emerges new ideas.

The guy was now trying to pull down my shorts. What!! In a moving van. I tried to resist but both were pulling it down. Since I was sitting I was trying to stop my shorts from being pulled down by pressing my butt on the seat. But that was difficult. The force with which they were pulling I gave up in no time. My shorts came down all the way down my leg. I couldn’t scream fearing Riya would wake up.

The guys then started pulling down my panty. Oh god. These guys were so horny. I let it go without a fight. I was sitting bottomless in a moving bus. They split my thighs to get a better look at my crotch. One guy bend down and started licking my vagina. No matter how much scared I was, within seconds I started caressing his hair. The other guy now started removing the buttons of my shirt. I knew that was very risky. But I was powerless. The shirt came out of shoulders and I was naked in the last seat. Stark naked. The other guy put his mouth on to my breasts and started sucking it. He face showed the happiness of kid who got more than 2 ice creams. I closed my eyes. I felt more hands feeling me. The guys were changing places to sit next to me.

Now it did not matter who was doing what. I opened my face to now stare at my manager who was sitting next to Riya had made his way to my seat. He smiled and got back to sucking my nipples with delight. I was tired. My nipples were sore. I already had an orgasm. The guys let me go after sometime. I somehow managed to put on my clothes before we reached the resort.

Me and Riya found our way to the hotel room. The guys carried my luggage. I fell down on the bed and instantly slept. I did not know how many hours passed. I felt Riya calling me to tell me that there were some games planned for our team by my manager. I recalled his face again when he was all over me in the bus. I got Goosebumps. Riya was all dressed up after taking bath. It seems that I had slept only for 3 hours. I was still dead tired.

I somehow managed to get to the bathroom and opened the shower. I looked at myself in the mirror. My breasts were still read. My vagina was still sticky. Did someone manage to put his winky inside me in that cramped van. I could not recall. Thankfully there was a tub and I filled it up with warm water and submerged myself in it. I could sleep more. But Riya was in a mood to enjoy. She banged the door every 5 minutes to check on me.

I somehow got up. Riya told me that they guys were assembling near the pool and we should be dressed for a swim session. I might as well go naked as there was nothing left for me to hide. Riya told me she wore shorts and t shirt on top of her bikini. Even I had packed bikini. I decided to do the same thing Riya did. We both got out went to the breakfast area. The guys were waiting for us there. They were eyeing us from top to bottom. We two had a silent breakfast and assembled near the pool. Our Manager came in from the rest room wearing only his briefs with a Calvin Klein tag showing us that his salary could afford him that. He wore a size less I guess and it outlined his junior inside. It was erect. We all could see that.

Riya was trying to hide her smile. She looked at me assuming that I found what she saw funny. Little did she knew about the little adventure I was having without her. I faked a smile. My manager came near to us. He stood so close that his thing would touch Riya and he screamed..lets have some fun. Jump into the pool all of you. I wondered if it was a private pool booked for us as I saw no other guests there. There were waiters walking around. The guys all removed whatever they were wearing and jumped in wearing only their underwear. The water splashed on us and we tried to block water. For some reason I felt all of them had a hard on. Riya was looking at me waiting for me to step inside. I sat on the bank by dipping my legs in water. The guys screamed at us to join them. I told them that we will in some time. Riya was actually eager to get inside. She knew swimming.

But since I was not interested, she sat with me and ordered a mocktail. The guys were throwing each other inside the water. Apparently 2 or more guys will team up and lift a victim and throw him up in the air and refuse to catch him while falling down and let him drown. What kind of fun was that? After everyone was dipped, I guess it was our turn. My manager was calling out for us to join them. He threatened saying that they might come and pull us in if we don’t voluntarily step in. Riya was scared. My manager winked at me and rolled his eyes balls at Riya.

He wanted to try her out for a change. I was shocked. He screamed saying that he was coming for us. Riya got up and immediately ran back. I did not move. Riya screamed at me to run. But before that he came to me and held my hand and pulled me into the pool. I was so wet. My t-shirt was now so transparent that they would see the outline of my bra inside. My manager lifted me with two hands and slowly walked towards the other guys to the center of the pool. Riya looked at me in surprise.

He then threw me into the water. The guys were all over me. All of them tried to feel me up. Hands were all over me. Someone tickled me. I laughed out. It was fun. I looked at Riya and asked her to join me. The waiter had then started some Bollywood music and we all started dancing. Everyone was trying to dance with me. They were so close that they intentionally rubbed their hardness on me. Riya was looking at all this and was in two minds if she should join.

I screamed at Riya to join. She slowly stepped into the pool. She came near us. The guys were not so confident that they could do the same stuff on her that they were doing to me. So they just splashed some water on her to give her a wet welcome. She was drenched in no time. I pulled her close to me and we all started dancing. Slowly Riya was also enjoying it and she did not resist when our manager asked for a dance. In no time he kept his hands on her hips and started pulling her close. Riya looked at me but I told her not to worry. Brutus! The drinks arrived by this time. The guys were gulping down hard liquor one after the other. One guy put an ice-cube inside my t-shirt. It was cold that I jumped and screamed.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at me. I immediately put my hand inside my t-shirt and started searching for it. In the meantime he managed to slip one more in. I screamed and I lifted my top revealing my bare stomach to everyone.

Seeing the opportunity he took one more ice cube and pressed it on my navel. I pushed him back. Looking at him more guys were trying to do the same. I immediately lifted my t-shirt and took it out. I was now in my bikini top. Riya was laughing at me. Looking at her laugh, I took an ice from the ice box and put one in her t-shirt as well. She jumped out like me. I purposely tried to lift her t-shirt. She held on to it. She started running away from me. My manager caught her and held her tight. I came to her and lifter her t-shirt. I slowly rubbed ice on her belly button. She was screaming on top of her voice. I slowly turned around to see that even some waiters had now paused to see the free show.

My manager lifted her t-shirt and pulled it out of her. Her breasts were only half covered by her bikini top. My manager took a huge dip into the water and surface right under my legs. He then rose up lifting me up. I was literally sitting on his neck. My vagina crushed on his neck. I held on to his hair. He then dropped me into the water. I fell down with a loud splash. For a second I was out of my senses. When I came back to my senses, I felt a hand on my butt. A hand which was pulling down my shorts.

I felt a pull and I knew my shorts were coming out of my legs. I tried to understand what was happening, the short was now in the air. It was far away from me now. I saw Riya was laughing out loud looking at me. I screamed at the top of my strength to the guys to go attack Riya. In no time Riya was surrounded and people were pulling her shorts. It was out of her in no time.

Everyone were having a great time including the on looking waiters. The guys were getting super drunk. My manager was nearly out . The guys were also tired from the long journey. I was exhausted after all the action. Me and Riya climbed out of the pool in our bikini and fell flat on the bench. We decided to try one peg of vodka. The waiter brought it to us a 60 ml neat drink. We gulped it in one go. I felt my throat on fire. But the feeling was good. Riya ordered one more. She drowned that in one gulp. She started getting the giddy feeling already.

I told her not to have more and go to the room and get some rest. We had no clue where our room was so a waiter agreed to take us there. Riya was already in that head spinning state. The waiter supported me in one arm and Riya in another and took us near the elevator. Once inside he purposely brushed in hand on my navel and he started hugging Riya in the name of supporting her. The waiter slowly started feeling my ass thinking that was drunk but I was too tired to resist.

When we reached our room he helped us in and made me lie on the bed and then went and put Riya on the other. I acted as if I slept so that he can leave fast. But instead of leaving he came to me and put his lips on mine. He slowly started sucking my lips. He was a damn good kisser. He absolutely did a great job at it. I let him kiss me for more than a minute. He let go of me. He closed the room and left.

This was just the day one and we had another day to go. The things that unfolded will be narrated in the next part.

Jingbang In Goa – Part 3 (Gangbanged)