Slutty Wife Manisha’s Gangbang – Part 10

This is Manisha speaking.

Sorry, guys, for keeping you waiting for a long time. I will continue the story right where I left off.

After marriage on Sunday, according to the agreement, the next day, which was Monday, I belonged to my OG husband Sourabh. Even though I had my first night, I wanted to plan a suhagraat with each of my husbands alone. So, on Monday, I planned a suhagraat.

I had intense sex with Sourabh till around 2 a.m. It brings back the memories of the good old days. So I had 4 suhagraats with all of my Husband. They not only destroyed but also filled my pussy with their warm juices.

My memorable one was with Sumit. I wore a bright red saree along with some jewellery matching my saree for the suhagraat. I still can’t forget his reaction when he saw me. He just left in awe of my beauty. I handed him a glass full of milk like a shy wife, even though it was not my first time with him.

We had a roleplay session like a newlywed wife and groom. In the middle, he got bored, took Viagra pills and started ramming my pussy. His only request is I shouldn’t expect any respect from him during sex. He treated me like a slut. He had his suhagraat on Wednesday till 3 a.m. in every position you can imagine.

On the same night, Sourabh slept in the next room without any sex while his wife was getting fucked in suhagraat. I felt bad for him, so after Sumit slept, I left for Sourabh’s room. I woke him up with a blowjob, had steamy sex till 6 a.m. and joined Sumit back.

I was moving on the bed to make myself comfortable to sleep. Sumit woke up by these movements, and he won’t be idle. So he went for another round of fucking, so I got fucked the whole night without any sleep.

On Thursday, it was no different. I wore a white saree again for suhagraat with Raj. Raj opened up more about himself. He likes it more if I submit myself to him like a slave, so I did that. After a nice BDSM session, Sumit left his warm juice inside me 2 times. After that, I had a session with Sourabh again.

All these fucking took a toll on me. On Friday, I got a little sick due to this continuous, never-ending suhagraat. I took a break and slept like a baby. In the afternoon, Raj came to my room with lunch. I thought he was going to take advantage of me because I was nude.

But to my surprise, he gave me a body massage. After that, he helped me with a bath in hot water, which made me recover sooner. It made me feel better. I begged him to fuck me hard as he could for all things he had done.

But he refused and said that I’m not some whore. I’m his wife, a person whom he should take care of. He kissed me on my forehead and left.

In the evening, all my husbands paid a visit to me, asked me about my health, and had some sexy jokes. But the naughty Ashish left a bite mark on my boob. Sourabh helped me with the dinner. I assured him I would be better tomorrow morning so that he could fuck me like a whore.

None of them except Ashish touched my body on that day, which is quite shocking. Maybe they’re preparing me for the weekend, where I will be fucked mercilessly. So, I will continue to brief the story about what happened on Saturday.

On Saturday morning, I awoke with a smooching sensation on my left boob. It was a bit dark. I was on my bed, and I could sense two people, one on either side of my body. Their hands and legs spread over my body, and the smooching sensation continued. I lowered my head to see which of my husbands this was.

It was Ashish to the left sucking my boob, and Sumit on the right side was still asleep. What is he doing with my boobs? Despite the fact that the bite mark he made yesterday is still fresh and painful.

Anyway, I’m ready for the ride. I closed my eyes and pretended I was still asleep, Ashish sucking my boob like a child. It was very smooth, and this gave me a tickling sensation. It’s healing. Unfortunately, it doesn’t last long. All of a sudden, he began biting my nipple. It’s painful, and I can’t bear it anymore.

I let out a bit loud moan, “Ouch, don’t bite!” I tried to slow down Ashish’s vicious biting by pulling his hands away. He used his other hand to hold my hands. He continued to lick my boob with occasional biting. It was a Hussle as he was stronger than me. Sumit woke up by these movements.

Sumit said, “Good morning, my Randi wife. I missed you so much. On the weekend, please don’t expect respect from us. On weekends, you’re just an object to us, waiting to be used.” He planted a kiss on my lips and started moving downwards.

I was afraid of what he was going to find out there. I said, “Sumit, please don’t go down.” Ignoring my words, he laid hands on my pussy. I denied entry by pulling my legs together. Both of them locked their legs with each of my legs. I pulled towards them, which exposed my cleanly shaven pussy.

Looking at me with a big smile, Sumit started rubbing and screamed, “This randi is already wet,” I closed my eyes in shame. Ashish moved to the top and caressing boobs. Sumit took care of my pussy. Sumit inserted his fingers into my pussy and started moving them to and fro.

Both of them were moving in sync. I was in heaven for the pleasure they both were giving me. I screamed, “Thank you, guys, for the erotic morning.” I closed my eyes, enjoying the moment. To my shock, there was a cooling sensation around my navel. It was an ice cube.

Sumit rolled it around my navel. He gave a tight pinch on my nipple and said, “Get ready, Manisha. The show is about to begin.” Instantly, they tied both my hands and legs to the poles of the bed. It all happened so quickly. All I could see was a cunning smile on both of their faces.

They blindfolded me and rolled ice cubes all over my body. I was shivering with cold. I screamed, “Arey, it’s too cold, yaar, I can’t take it anymore.” I can hear them say this is just the beginning. They spread my legs and placed a glass full of ice cubes near my pussy.

They poured something on my boobs and navel, and they started licking it. By the smell, I sensed it was honey. Uff, it’s giving me a tickling sensation. They repeated it multiple times, pouring honey and licking it clean. My pussy was going numb with chilling coldness.

They didn’t seem to care about it. All they were doing was licking. After several of my pleas went unheard, they finally put my pussy out of the torture by removing the ice. My pussy got numb, and I couldn’t feel it. I screamed. Sumit said, “Okay then, let’s make this slut’s pussy warm again.”

I felt something big was coming up. Ashish said, “The show is about to begin.” Sumit untied my legs and moved under me, and inserted his dick in my ass. Ashish came to the top of me and inserted his tool in my pussy. I was sandwiched between two hungry husbands.

They started slowly and steadily increasing the strokes. They were in sync. They’re complementing each other’s strokes. I was screaming at the top of my lungs, “Fuck me!” They both fucked me for 10 minutes and untied me releasing their warm juices in my pussy one after another.

After that, 3 of us collapsed onto the bed, sweating, cuddling and sleeping. By the time I woke up, both had left. I stood up and dragged myself to the bathroom to clean myself. I came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around me. I pulled myself to the dressing table mirror.

I can clearly see that the towel was too small. It was showing 90% of my cleavage. It ended just 10 inches below my ass and pussy, probably. I look super sexy in this towel, and I’m proud of my body, especially my pretty good 36D boobs, not bad for the wife of 4 husbands.

I looked so hot, with a newly tied Mangalsutra and wedding bangles. No wonder they couldn’t control their urges when I was around. I heard some footsteps from behind and got excited for the second orgasm of that morning. It was around 8 a.m.

I was expecting a hug or squeeze on my boobs. But to my shock, he closed my eyes with his two strong hands and whispered, “I told you not to cover your body while you’re in the house. You deserve a punishment slut, keep your eyes closed slut and don’t move.

I know it’s my Husband Raj who wants me to submit myself to him. Did as my Husband commanded, and he removed his hands. I kept my eyes closed. I didn’t want to spoil his excitement. After all, I’m his wife. He can do whatever he desires to do with my body.

Without wasting a second, he handcuffed and blindfolded me. I was ready for the action. My pussy became wet, and to my surprise, apart from the action, there was not even a single touch. There was no movement from him. I was standing there wanting a touch. With each passing second, my anxiety grew.

I can’t bear this. I broke the silence by asking him to touch me. I heard a giggle, and finally, I felt a sensation around my ear. He spoke, “Slut, I will give you more than you can handle,” by pinching my lip. I was in shock and completely wet with excitement.

Within a second, my towel was removed. I could sense a cool breeze touching my body while I was processing the cool breeze. My pussy started hurting. He started rubbing my pussy aggressively. I left a scream. He increased the speed. He placed my leg on the table.

He inserted his fingers and jolted my pussy with his fingers. He continued for 2 minutes. I was about to cum, he moved away. I was catching my breath. It was so intense. 2 minutes passed, and I heard a vibrating sound. I know what it is. I’m not ready for it.

He inserted something in my pussy and bent on the dressing table. It was doggy style. He turned on the vibrator and inserted his dick in my ass. It’s so painful he clocked the vibrator at full speed. Nobody explored my asshole much, and at the same time, it was enjoyable.

He fucked me like a bitch, and he kept on increasing the pace. I screamed at the top of my lungs, “Please be gentle with your wife. I will die.” His fast-paced fuck continued for a few minutes. He, too cum inside my pussy and turned me around.

He gave me a passionate kiss on my lips while his warm cum was drenching my inner thighs. He says he’s really lucky to have me as a wife and asked me to prepare something to eat. So, all 3 of them are finished using me. I was busy preparing breakfast for my hungry Husband.

Someone gave me a tight hug from the back. It was Sourabh. I asked, “Where were you? You know that all 3 of them fucked me like a slut. I still miss you.” He replied, “I miss you too, babe.” I went on my knees and removed his shorts, and started giving him a blowjob.

Even though I was licking ass balls clean, I never missed eye contact with him. After a few minutes, he splashed his cum into my mouth, I licked every drop of the cum and kept his cock clean so the breakfast got ready. I asked them to gather around the sofa.

While I was handing them over their portions, I was mauled and kissed. So all of us were having breakfast. Ashish asked me to sit on his lap, so I did as he said. To my expectation, he inserted his dick in my pussy, so he handed over rules for me on weekends.

Rule 1: I was not allowed to wear anything while I was in the house. I should always wear my mangalsutra and wedding bangles.

Rule 2: I cannot eat anything without the cum.

Rule 3: While I was outside with them, I should wear whatever they gave me, and a mandatory vibrator in my pussy and butt plug in my ass.

Rule 4: I was never allowed to touch my private parts without their permission. If I touched them, then I was allowed to punishment.

Rule 5: On weekends, I’m their slut. I shouldn’t expect any respect from them. In simple words, I’m a slut for 4 hungry cocks, who will use me to the full extent.

Those rules have turned me on.

So after breakfast, it took me more time than expected because Ashish had hard strokes on my pussy. I gave a blowjob to the other 3 husbands, so they were tired while they were enjoying a cricket match.

Sourabh said, “As we’re tired, this randi is free now, so let’s do something to keep this randi busy until we’re back in action.” I was shocked by these words coming out of my Husband’s mouth. Anyways I’m also feeling horny, so they planned a game.

So it’s kind of a guessing game about how much will batsman score in the next ball. All 4 of them will guess among themselves. The winner gets to choose what to do with me, and I don’t know much about cricket, so they explain it to me, and the game starts.

First guess: Sumit guessed it correctly. He requested a dance number for the infamous song “Chikini Chameli.” I was shy at the beginning, but with the encouragement of my hungry Husband, I said okay. But there’s a catch: I shouldn’t stop dancing for 5 minutes.

I thought it was not a big deal. I completely forgot about the fact I had a vibrator in my pussy. They gave me a panty to wear to make the vibrator intact while dancing. As I was dancing, Sourabh played with the vibrator. Sumit also joined me and started throwing money at me like I was a stripper.

After dancing for 5 minutes, Ashish pulled me onto the sofa, tore my panty and started rubbing my pussy and kissing my lips. He nearly pushed me to an orgasm while he was abusing me like a cheap whore. I looked into Saurabh’s eyes.

How would he feel while his wife was being used like a slut in front of his own eyes? So here comes the next guess: it was Raj who made the right choice. He ordered me to play a game. I have to hold my orgasm with a vibrator but with a twist.

There’s a coffee table before them. They made me sit on that with my legs wide open directly before them. The thing is, I have to make eye contact with any one of them constantly for 10 minutes. With a minute’s break for every 2 minutes so that I won’t cum.

Even in the break, I have to make eye contact. If I lose or cum within 10 minutes, they’ll start from the beginning. At first, I thought it was a simple task, but it turned out to be difficult of the most.

The game started. I decided to try my luck by locking my eyes with Sumit. They started the vibrator at a low speed. With the increase in time, there’s an increase in speed. It’s too much. I cannot hold it anymore. I used to move my head or close my eyes.

So this is their plan. They want me to take to the edge of the orgasm and stop it. They had done this enough times to make me go crazy. I had multiple orgasms, but the game was still on. I tried with all of my Husband except Sourabh. I can’t handle it anymore. I have to finish it.

I decided to lock my eyes with Sourabh, and he did the same. I did think of all the love he gave me in his moments of caring in all these years. I kept thinking of those beautiful moments, so finally I won. Everyone was in shock. I stood up and sat on Sourabh’s lap.

I gave Sourabh a nice kiss on his lips for a few minutes. Everyone was staring at us. Yes, we love each other. There’s more between us other than sex.

So the game continued, and they made me do all kinds of weird activities. Then it’s Sourabh’s turn. He asked, “Among all the 4 husbands whom you love the most?” Without any hesitation, I replied, ” It is you, Sourabh.”

Ashish just came out of the bathroom. He pulled me by my hair to lick his dick, which he didn’t wash after the pee. This made me wet again. I can see some disappointment on Sourabh’s face. I want to make him feel special. This is too much.

Seeing this, Sumit and Raj rushed to the bathroom to pee. As per my Husband’s request, I licked them clean. Sourabh was about to leave. I said, “Sourabh, please stop. You can pee in my mouth.” All of the other 3 husbands were shocked by my answer.

I went near Sourabh and sat on my knees. I dropped his shorts, took his dick in my mouth and asked him to pee. Although I didn’t like it, I did it anyway for Sourabh.

The game continued till the afternoon. In the afternoon, we had lunch. According to the rules, I gave a blowjob to all my husbands and collected their cum. I ate it as a curry in the rotis. We had a nice afternoon sleep, nude, cuddling.

They planned a big surprise for the night. I will let you know in the next part. Manisha is signing off. Please contact me through email at [email protected].