Slutty Wife Manisha’s Gangbang – Part 11

This is Manisha speaking.

In case you didn’t know, Raj won the game (please read the previous part.) So, according to the rules of the game, he has complete control over me for the entire weekend.

After the game, he whispered in my ear, “I have been planning this day all my life. Trust me that this day will be so good that you won’t be able to walk properly for days to come”, with an evil smile on his face. That afternoon, we slept nude, cuddling.

When I woke up, it was already 4:30 in the evening, and I found myself alone in bed. I heard some voices coming from the balcony. I hastily grabbed my bra and panties, using a towel to shield myself from any potential view from the balcony. It was Raj giving instructions to my other husbands.

“Iss baar itna zalil karenge iss raand ko, apni aukat samajh jaegi. Dimag mein baith jayega ye itna khubsurat badan mila hai woh mardon ke khushi ke liye mila hai. Itne shidat se izzat utarenge ki har baar ye pal yaad karegi to chut se paani nikal jayega.” (Raj is saying he will give me an unforgettable experience.)

I was stunned by their words. They were excessively harsh, but I don’t think they meant it. Their actions stayed true to their words. They gave me a spine-chilling experience I will never forget.

After a few minutes, I pretended I hadn’t heard anything and joined them. Sumit complimented my body, “Each day, your face becomes more enchanting to me.” I jokingly said, “Perhaps it’s because of cum facials you guys give me every day.”

Raj drew me near him and whispered, ” Raand chinal, hum charo yaha pe hai. Hamara waqt zaya mat kar. Tera aaj ka kaam hai hum charo ka raat ke 12 baje tak paani nikalna. Nahi toh aisehi nangi khada kar denge balcony mein. Aur nikala paani charon ka to sochenge tere iss chut ke aag ko bujhane ka.”

(He was challenging me to make them cum by midnight today by pinching my lips with a vicious smile.)

Without wasting a second, Sumit removed my towel and threw it outside. He tore my bra with his strong hands. I just covered my boobs with my hands, just looked into his eyes. He just lifted me and placed me on the bed. They wasted no time and shackled me to the bed with my legs spread apart.

All of this happened in a split minute. Nobody except Raj uttered a single word. He whispered, “You are going to have a great time with this,” in my ears. He tied the vibrator on my thighs, and it mounted on top of my clit.

It was fixed well enough that my movements wouldn’t hinder it from giving me constant stimulation. He turned it on in the highest settings and left the controller somewhere. They even left a phone on speaker so they could hear my moans and communicate with me.

The first 30-45 minutes were good. But every minute after that got harder and harder. I’m begging them to hurry up over the phone to relieve me of this misery, but none of my pleadings are heard. On top of that, they’re enjoying moaning sensations.

I heard Ashish chuckling to my pain several times. They showed up after two hours. By the time they arrived, I had made a mess on the bed, and I was sweating profusely. The whole bed was covered in my squirt and orgasms. I had several orgasms, and I was tired of screaming.

They removed all of my shackles and finally turned off the vibrator. I can see both Ashish and Sumit got their dicks hardened by looking at me in nothing but sweat. Sourabh was distressed, his eyes filled with curiosity and concern, “Are you okay, Manisha? I’m here for you,” he gasped.

I couldn’t even look at him. But I perceived that he was concerned. I pulled him close, pressing my lips against his, and in a whisper, pleaded, “Please, just give me some time alone. I can’t handle this anymore.” I struggled to catch my breath. They gently guided me to the sofa, where I trembled uncontrollably.

“Stay with me, Sourabh,” I begged softly. He nodded in understanding. We spent the next two hours wrapped in each other’s arms, exchanging kisses and finding comfort in each other’s presence.

After that, Raj woke me up and commanded me to kneel. To keep my hands on my back and stay like that till they completed the discussion. I was naïve. I didn’t do it, and he gave me a tight slap to my face. It brought tears to my eyes.

Upon witnessing my tears, Raj lifted me delicately and placed me on the sofa, tenderly kissing my forehead. He then asked if he could abandon the challenge and go back to normal. His question tugged at my heart, leaving me with a pang of sadness. I said he could continue, but he should stop slapping me.

A heavy silence descended upon them, broken only by their collective, sombre utterance, “Sorry, Manisha. We love you so much as our wife.” I found it so cute. It aroused me. I begged them to fuck me right there. I want to make them cum.

He said they were planning for a huge fuck tonight. Following that, they offered me a bright red saree to dress in, along with all the accompanying accessories, including a vibrator and a butt plug. They asked me to adorn myself with jewellery and bangles that matched my saree.

All my husbands were visibly impressed by how I looked, showering me with their heartfelt compliments. I was surprised by their graciousness in letting me dress so elegantly, yet little did I know there was a surprising twist in store. All the time, they wanted me to dress up like a hooker.

I pondered their intentions. They finally revealed the surprise—a brand-new SUV. I expressed my hesitation, explaining that extravagant gifts were never my desire. Despite my reservations, the SUV gleamed in a stunning shade of red that perfectly complemented my saree.

Despite my initial reluctance, the gesture filled me with a sense of joy. It seemed to signal their growing acceptance of me as their wife. It wasn’t about the gift itself but their intentions. We took some pictures in front of the car, and I was eager to take it for a drive.

But they suggested waiting until after dinner. Upstairs, we ordered our meal, and I noticed them mixing something in my drink. When I asked, they brushed it off, saying it adds flavour. However, after having two drinks, my unease grew. I could feel some burning sensation near my pussy.

I left them and went to the kitchen to have a look at it. As I began to gently massage my pussy, I started to feel more at ease. The soothing sensation improved my state further. I continued until I heard chuckles coming from the corner of the room.

When I turned around, everyone was cheering for Raj and exclaiming, “It’s working!” Confused by all of it, I yelled, “What have you done to me?”They implied the drug would make me horny as hell, which was true. After rubbing my pussy for a long time, I got tired, and it was not getting under control.

I implored them, “Guys, do something. This is not helping.”

Raj said, “Of course, we can bring it under control, but you have to do something for us.”

I replied, “What’s that?”

“You have to get your hands tied behind your back,” he demanded with a grim face.

“Are you out of your fcking mind? How I can bear this sensation without my hands!” I cried out in distress, overwhelmed by the pain.

“Chup saali randi, The sensation is going to last for hours. You can’t help yourself, you don’t have a choice, you need our help,” Raj said with conviction.

Yes, he’s right, “Of course, my body is yours. Do it as you like,” I spoke helplessly.

So they tied my hands and switched on the vibrator. A few hours ago, they had me trembling with fear of ever using a vibrator, but now I find myself yearning for it. “What have they done to me?” I questioned myself.

Finally, I felt a sense of relief from the sensation. I did what they commanded me to do. We went to the parking lot. It was 11 pm in the night, and the entire parking lot was empty. It was late at night. Even our car was parked in the end so that no one could see us.

I asked them to untie my hands so that I could take the car for a drive, but they refused. I looked at them with a sense of vulnerability. Sumit, with a wicked smile, removed my saree pallu, exposing my boobs that too in the parking lot. I was shocked to say anything. Raj ordered Sumit to undress me completely.

I was screaming, “Chodo mujhe! Someone will see.” (Leave me!)  But all my pleas fell on deaf ears. I outright refused and made it hard for them by trying to escape.

Sourabh gave me a tight slap and shouted, “ Chup saali randi, don’t make it a fuss. No one can see you. This is all about pushing your limits. Trust me, it’ll be worth it in the end.” To be frank, it made me wet. After that, I didn’t even flinch. Within seconds, I was completely nude in the parking lot.

I hid by pressing my body towards the car and hiding my face. Sourabh was clicking pictures without any remorse. Raj said this was not enough, so they wanted me to open the new car by entering nude and cum inside by fucking the car.

“How can I fuck a car? Are you out of your mind? The car doesn’t have a dick,” I implored.

Ashish asserted, “It has, by the way, it is called by the name Gear Rod.” I know this is ridiculous. But again, I had no choice. They even removed the vibrator. I heard a noise in the distance and swiftly jumped into the car. They were pushing me to make it quick, but I had no other choice.

I did it. It took me about half an hour in the chilling cold to finally cum for the car. Meanwhile, in the middle, while I was gaining momentum and started moaning. I looked at their faces and they were enjoying.

“They made me fuck a car? Really?! What are they going to do next? They’re crossing the limits,” I said to myself.

After all this shit I had done, finally, I wanted to drive the car. They said I could, but I had to drive it without any of my clothes on. So I chose to be the passenger. I was nude while all of them got ready in a stylish outfit. Ashish even turned on the Air conditioning in the car.

It made me shiver. I sat in the back of the car between Ashish and Sumit with hands tied to my back. Sourabh and Raj sat at the front. The entire car was filled with silence.

I shouted, “What are you waiting for? Start the fcking car.”

Sourabh asserted, “I will start once you’re comfortable.”

I replied, “I’m okay,” in a lewd tone.

He responded by asking about my pussy. I didn’t utter a word. I knew it was not okay. The burning sensation around my pussy was heightening. It needed attention. They didn’t even start the car yet. The sensation in my pussy is out of control now. I have only one choice now, to beg them to fuck me.

I turned towards Ashish and asked, “Ashish, can you fuck my pussy, please? “All of them burst into laughter. Sourabh said, “Now you’re talking like a real slut,” and he started the car. I was embarrassed. Both Ashish and Sumit started mauling my boobs and mishandling my body with their strong hands.

But still, they did not care to touch my pussy. I do have a butt plug in my butt and a vibrator in my pussy. I shouted, “Enough with the foreplay, fuck me hard like a slut.” They’re expecting that, and they did it. I was blindfolded, with my hands tied, unable to move. I lost control over my body.

Ashish removed the vibrator from my pussy and made me sit on his dick. “Um! Finally, please fuck me harder, destroy my pussy” I was moaning like a whore. The jingling of my bangles and the clinking of my Mangalsutra while they were thrusting their dick against my pussy were driving them crazy.

They started fucking me hardcore. While I moved to Ashish’s arms, there was space for another. Raj couldn’t control his dick and joined both by coming to the back seat. So all three of them took their turns in fucking me. They passed me to one other like a piece of meat.

After destroying my pussy for an hour, none of them have cum yet. But they were fucking me like monsters. I passed out in the middle into Raj’s arms. I slept like a baby in his huge arms. I woke up to find Sumit sucking my boobs like a baby.

My body was too tired, and the sensation eventually faded. I drifted back to sleep in Raj’s comforting arms. After a while, they stopped the car at some remote place. I could not see anything in plain sight except some huge villa. I checked the time. It was past midnight.

Raj carried me outside and placed me on the hood of the car. I came back to my senses. I was nude in the open even though it was very dark, and I couldn’t see any houses nearby. WTF! I was scared. Sourabh comforted me, pointing out that it was a secluded spot on the city’s outskirts where no one would notice us.

He remarked that he was horny and he wanted me to fuck right there on the hood of the car. I disagreed and firmly stated my intention to get back into the car. Sourabh had never manhandled me before. But now, with a firm grip, he pressed me against the car hood and started fucking me mercilessly.

I was shivering, by the way, because I was nude and out in the open. In the process of controlling me, some of my bangles broke and pierced my skin, resulting in blood. But they didn’t bother. While he was reaching his peak, he asked Raj to take turns.

So all 4 of them took turns and fucked me on the hood of the car itself.

I shouted, “Guys, just an hour back, you guys fucked me like a dog. How is it possible? ”

Raj gripped my throat tightly and whispered, “This is just the beginning.”

It was so intense I could not believe they did this to me. Neither of them released their juices yet, but all of them reached their peak. So they took a break. While I was catching my breath and wondering what happened, they put me on the ground.

He offered me a beer, and despite not feeling thirsty, I finished it all in a single gulp. Raj ordered me to give all of them a blowjob. I’ve given up caring who sees me.
I followed his command and announced loudly, “I’m ready!'”

All 4 of them stood side by side, with their back facing hood and their pants unzipped, exposing their dicks. I started giving them blowjobs, like a roadside slut, completely nude. I was sitting on my knees in the open with my Mangalsutra intact. It is clearly turning them on.

I don’t know why I’m wet. I never had an experience like this before. They made a twist for blowjob too. They designed a simple game. They had a buzzer, which made a sound. I had to give a blowjob to whoever pressed the buzzer. That too without using my hands. Blowjob only using my mouth.

So the game started, and when the buzzer went off. I took the of whoever triggered the sound. When it was Sumit’s turn, he held my face on his dick firmly and started to pee. I can’t do anything but drink it. After taking some, Yuck! I can’t, so I bit his dick.

It resulted in his pee splashing all over my body. Ashish joined him in splashing, followed by Raj and Sourabh. Ahh, finally, Golden Shower, anyway. Yuck! It too, but taking outside is better than inside. I was drenched in their pee.

After a thirty-minute skirmish, they eventually released their cum one by one in my mouth or splashed mostly on my face. The time was past midnight. Knowing I lost, I collapsed on the ground. It was a hell of a day for me. I successfully made them cum, but not on time.

Looking at tired me, they placed me on the hood of the car. All 4 of them were having a discussion. I was tired, so I fell asleep on the hood of the car itself, with cum dripping from my face, mouth and onto my thighs. I woke up to the sight of a dark, middle-aged man standing near me.

Still half-asleep, he was demanding to know who I was and what was on my face. I came back to my senses, and I screamed like hell and ran back to my car and locked it from inside. I panicked as I could not find any one of my husbands.

After a few seconds, I heard Ashish’s voice saying, “Watchman! It’s my wife, Tum Jaao” Oh! It’s Watchman. I thought the police had picked me up, but then I felt relieved.

They will use me alike on the next day, too, if not more. I will let you know in the next part only when I get enough responses. Please do comment your thoughts or mail me. Manisha is signing off. Please contact me through email at [email protected].