Hi friends, It’s been a while since I shared our experience with you all. Things were a little slow until last week.
My wife and I were travelling to Mangalore from Bangalore when our car broke down. We had started pretty late, and the plan was to check in to a hotel in Mangalore in the early hours.
Right after we passed the Bangalore Tumkur highway, the car engine completely shut down. We got it towed by the service centre. Since we couldn’t skip the event the next day, we decided to wait and see if any bus would come our way. We got stranded in the midway and the next bus station was really far.
We couldn’t get any private cabs either as they were outside the service area.
It was almost about 12:30 AM when a taxi car came by. They demanded thrice the money to take us to the nearest bus station. Desperate times, we agreed to pay him and boarded the cab.
The cab driver was young. I could persuade him to take us to Mangalore for about 15k INR. He reluctantly agreed. But said if we were ok, he would like to take more commuters to make it profitable. Both me and my wife, Shruti, were ok with it.
It would just give the young man a few hundred bucks more, and it was only three of us in a five-seater car. A few kilometres down the road, the cab driver found a few passengers and let them board the cab. The challenge was that they were a group of 3 men, two middle-aged, and one may be in his early twenties.
They agreed to pay a bit more if we could adjust, and I agreed to accommodate.
To be seated for the next few hours, we had to rearrange out seating. Being bulky, I had to sit in front along with the young boy who boarded the cab. At the same time, Shruti managed to sit with the other two men.
It all seemed fine as the two men looked decent and well-mannered. We started the journey. After about an hour, Shruti said her hands were aching since she was getting squeezed into the door panel. The men agreed to let her sit in the middle. We stopped at the next town to stretch and shuffle the seats.
It was near a local bar, and seeing this, the men asked if they could take a quick shot. It was hot weather, and I also felt a chilled beer would be good before we continued. The two men and I grabbed a few beers and miniature whiskey bottles and started the journey.
The men mixed whiskey in the beer, and three of us took turns and drank. The young boy and diver declined to share. Shruti, after me insisting, joined the party. The mood got lightened, and we started sharing our stories.
I shared how I met Shruti and how madly I am in love with her. The alcohol played its part, making me describe her beauty to strangers. I could see the two men hugging and embracing Shruti after hearing my words. She was blushing, sitting between them.
The embrace turned to rubbing her shoulders while the other man had his hands on her thighs. His hands rubbed her thigh over her long skirt. She was getting aroused, and I could see her looking at me, filled with lust. I let her have fun, and she complied.
The man on the left leaned and planted a kiss on her cheeks. He then bit her earlobes softly. His moustache rubbed her cheeks, and his kiss made her giggle and turn her face to him. She looked at his eyes and his lips and kissed him.
They kept sucking each other’s tongue while she held his face closer to hers with one hand. The other man pulled her skirt slowly all the way till her panties were visible. He started rubbing her pussy over the panties.
I could see this whole event unfolding through the rear mirror. The driver who saw this turned the mirror away from him to avoid distraction, letting me adjust the way I wanted. The young boy was deep asleep next to me.
Shruti raised her hips, letting the man on the right remove her panties while she continued kissing the other man. Her clean-shaven pussy was spread wide, and the man was fingering her. He occasionally pressed her boobs over her top as well.
The man on the right unzipped himself and guided Shruti’s hand onto his dick while they kept kissing. Within minutes, she got an orgasm. Shruti is a silent cummer and makes minimal sound while she gets an orgasm. Her body, though, shows it in full swing, making her shiver in pleasure.
The man on the left broke the kiss and guided Shruti closer to his dick, asking her to give him a head. The man on the right also pulled his dick and placed her hand on his, and started stroking. While she bent to give the blowjob, they unzipped her top and unhooked her bra.
They managed to let her boobs free from the top and were playing with them. The man on the right was about to cum. He asked Shruti to let his dick go, but she continued until he cum in her mouth. She spit it into a tissue and threw it out.
She leaned back, showing her heavy boobs hanging. She kept one leg on the man on her right and placed his hand again on her pussy. He started rubbing her while she guided both of them to suck her boobs. She loves getting her boobs sucked while we have sex, and it gives her immense pleasure.
He was good at fingering and made her cum again. The space in the back seat of the car was enough for the three of them to pleasure each other. The man on the right withdrew and tucked his dress appropriately.
Shruti continued to stroke the other man until he cum into her hands. She cleaned herself, dressed up, and took a nap. We reached Mangalore around 5 AM. The three men were dropped off on the outskirts of the town.
There was not much conversation and an awkward smile, and they were off while we went ahead to our hotel. They didn’t really fuck each other, but I know it satisfied her lust.
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