Behind the car

He was a man I knew, and we became friends. We'd slept together a few times. Every time we made love, he never seemed to satisfy me, so he'd angrily say he'd find several men to gang rape me. I laughed and encouraged him to go ahead, and he looked at me and asked, "Are you serious?"
I looked at him and nodded seriously.
A few days ago, he called me and asked if I'd like to go out for dinner with him and his friends after work. I knew he really wanted to find others to gang rape me, so I joked that I didn't want to be intimate in his two-door car anymore; it gave me a headache. He laughed and said his friend had a spacious luxury SUV with an incredibly large back seat.
Hearing his words, I felt an instant wetness in my lower body. I inwardly berated myself for being so lewd, but I was indeed looking forward to meeting him, so I readily agreed.
That day, near the end of the workday, he called, saying he was waiting for me in the parking lot downstairs from our office building. I quickly tidied myself up and called my husband, telling him I had some social engagements and would be home later, and that he should eat by himself. My husband knew this man and knew he and I had had sex, so he didn't ask many questions, only telling me to take care of myself.
In the parking lot, I saw him standing next to a large four-wheel drive with three other men, chatting and waiting for me. Seeing me approach, he introduced me to his friends, who all greeted me warmly. One of the men eagerly opened the back door for me to get in. Sitting in the back seat, my stomach churned, and my face felt hot, especially with two strange men sitting on either side of me; my heart pounded wildly.
He got into the driver's seat, and our car quickly drove away from the parking lot. As soon as the car started moving, the two men beside me began to compliment me, saying how beautiful I was and how great my figure was. From their tone, they seemed to already know about my relationship with him. Since I didn't dislike these two men, I chatted with them without any reservations. Soon, the conversation took a suggestive turn. They started joking about his two-door car, saying that nothing would be a problem in it. I knew they were implying that we'd have sex in his car, and I knew they wanted to have sex with me in this big car.
Sure enough, their words became more explicit. The man to my left asked, "Do you think your husband would be angry if he knew you went out with several men?"
"Probably not. My husband knows I went out with you guys. I just called him, so don't even think about hurting me,"
I said, half-jokingly and half-seriously.
"How could we hurt you? We only love you,"
the man to my right said, putting his arm around my shoulder and stroking my neck and back. The man to my left also started lifting my skirt and caressing my thighs.
I knew what was about to happen, and I was incredibly nervous, yet also somewhat expectant. I resisted the two men's hands that were groping my body, feigning modesty as I called out to him, "Hey, are you just focused on driving? Don't you care about your 'brothers'? Let them molest me like this!"
"Heh, didn't you ask me to find you some men? Don't be shy, my brothers are all pretty good, they'll definitely satisfy you,"
he said, looking at me in the rearview mirror.
Hearing his words, I deflated instantly. I knew they had already planned it all; now I was meat on their chopping block, with no way to escape, completely at their mercy. But wasn't this my own doing? Wasn't this the crazy sexual fantasy I'd secretly harbored for years, constantly hoping to realize? But how could I let these strange men play with me like this? How could I debase myself to such a state?
In the time I was stunned, they had already lifted my skirt, pulled my pants down to the side, spread my legs wide, and were playing with my vulva.
One man inserted three fingers into my body, "Oh, look at her, she's all wet. What a slut!"
he said, as he moved his fingers in and out of my vagina.
I was burning up and panting, weakly pushing away his hands as he played with me, muttering, "You guys are so mean... let me go, you're making me... hurt... please... let me go..."
"Heh, are you saying 'pleasure' or 'let me go'?"
he chuckled mockingly as he drove.
"You're still laughing? How can you bear to watch your woman being played with by your brothers?"
I said bitterly.
"Hehe, brothers are like limbs, women are like clothes, right? It's no big deal if I lend my clothes to a few brothers!"
At this moment, the man sitting to my left had already pulled out his hard penis. He made me stand up, hold onto the backrest of the seat in front of me with both hands, and lean forward through the gap between the two seats in front of me, sticking my bare buttocks up. Then he moved to the middle of the seat where I had just been sitting, bent his legs and bent his back, leaned his upper body on my back, and thrust his hard penis into my vagina, which he had just been fingering for a while.
My position was really awkward, and my location was really embarrassing. A strange man was violently fucking me from behind; the guy in the back right seat was kneading my breasts with one hand and picking at my navel with the other, playing with my umbilical cord; the man in the passenger seat was turning my head, which was resting on his shoulder, prying open my mouth and sticking his tongue into my mouth, kissing me. The three men's fondling of me made me both excited and ashamed, and moans and vaginal fluids kept flowing out from between my lips.
The car stopped, but the men's rape and fondling did not stop. I looked out through the windshield and saw that it was already dark outside. The car was parked in a field, as if we had arrived in the suburbs. He, who was driving just now (cough, for the sake of convenience, let's call him A, the passenger in the front seat B, the one who was originally sitting to my left C, and the one to my right D), asked his friends to stop for a moment. Then he reclined the two front seats against the backrests and then reclined the back seats against the backrests as well, so that the seats were connected and formed a large bed.
"Alright, you guys have had your fun, get out of the car, it's my turn."
A said, shooing his friends out of the car, then stripped off my shirt, pulled me onto the "bed," and kissed me, saying, "Honey, I hope you're not angry. I really wanted to help you fulfill your sexual fantasies. You always say you've never done group sex, right? Today I'm going to satisfy your desires."
As he spoke, he unzipped his pants, took out his penis, and inserted it into my body.
I was already blinded by the burning lust, and I couldn't even talk to him. I just held him tightly with both hands, letting him ravage my body. This time it lasted longer than ever before, about half an hour, before he ejaculated inside me. As soon as he left, C climbed into the car, complaining that A was too slow. He wrapped his arms around me, spat on my anus, and then thrust his thick penis inside.
"No, don't do that, it'll hurt,"
I pleaded.
"It's okay, I'll be careful. Besides, a cunt like yours has probably been anally fucked a long time ago, what are you afraid of?"
he said, still pressing his hard penis against my anus.
I knew it was useless to say anything to this beast, so I tried to relax my muscles, spreading my buttocks wide with my hands to open my sphincter as much as possible to welcome his invasion. Fortunately, his thrusting didn't last long, and he quickly ejaculated into my rectum.
Next was B. He first made me give him oral sex, and then he also raped my anus. Finally, D got in the car and, after penetrating all three of my vaginas, ejaculated into my mouth. Then, C got in the car and played with me again. In this way, the four men played with me for more than two hours, each of them ejaculating in my vagina and anus before they drove me back to the city, satisfied.
I got home at about 10 p.m. My husband asked me, a little strangely, "You came home earlier than usual today. You usually don't come home until after midnight when you're out socializing."
Suddenly, my nose stung, and I felt like crying. I finally managed to hold back and said to him, "Excuse me, could you cook me some instant noodles? I haven't eaten yet. I'm going to take a shower first."
My husband was taken aback, and seeing my unpleasant expression, he didn't ask any more questions and went to the kitchen.
In bed, I told my husband everything that had happened that night. He hugged me tightly and comforted me. He told me that this is just men's nature; once they get a woman, they no longer feel any affection for her, especially those so-called "lovers." Their sweet talk is just to get women into bed, and once they've got her, they rarely have the patience to please her anymore.
"Originally, I thought it would be exciting and satisfy both my body and mind. However, I felt very uncomfortable. Although my body still felt a lot of stimulation, especially when they took turns ejaculating inside me, my mind couldn't bear being played with by strange men like that. I felt dirty and extremely humiliated."
I said, nestled in his arms. "Now, I feel that no temptation is as safe and secure as your embrace. I'm going to break off all contact with A. I originally hoped he would be a loving lover, but he doesn't cherish me at all."
However, I couldn't keep my promise. When A called me again and asked me out, I inexplicably went to meet him again. From then on, I willingly became their sex toy, and the four men would invite me out every now and then, either together or alone. The locations for our sex expanded from the back seat of a car to the countryside, their offices, private homes, and hotel rooms. C even twice took me to swap wives with other men, carrying others behind his back. In a hotel room, he treated me as his "wife" and gave me to strange men to play with, while he raped other men's wives on the bed next to him (maybe they were imposters?). Last Christmas Eve, the four of them invited me to a Christmas carnival party at a hotel, and then gang-raped me in a hotel room all night.

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