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There was good food, a peaceful environment and an awesome jungle safari. Sunday post-lunch, we did our check-out from the resort. But we could not leave the property until 4 PM due to heavy rains. It was already getting dark, but the sky had cleared.

We badly wanted to be home by midnight to log in to work in the morning. We started driving and had left the resort for 20 kilometers past the police checkpoint. There were restrictions to entry and exit between 9 PM and 6 AM.

I was hurrying to get out of the forest before it was a late night. It was about 8 PM when we reached near a narrow bridge crossing a stream. The bridge was blocked by a tree which I think would have fallen in the evening rain. It was a herculean task for me to move it and drive on.

But I managed it and spent a good hour in the car light to make a passage enough for our car to pass. Pretty tired and sweaty, we continued the drive. Car AC was such a relief, but I didn’t realize that would kill the battery. We would have driven for another 20 kilometers when the car came to a halt.

Honestly, we were pretty scared. There were no vehicles around, nor could I find a mobile range to make a call. We waited for 15 minutes, and since no hope of any help, we left the luggage in the car and started to walk. I had my daughter in my hands.

My wife and I decided to walk until we found a light. All that we had was a mobile phone torch. After a good 30 minutes walk, we saw some light from a far away building. We were glad to see the light and knew it had to be a forest checkpoint or police quarters.

It turned out to be an old forest department office. It is now a halting station for truck drives due to nighttime restrictions in the forest. There were just three people there and a truck loaded with some goods. I had a weird chill inside me when I got closer to them.

The smell of country liquor reached me even before I saw them. My daughter was already fast asleep on my shoulders by the time we walked all the way. I called out if someone was around when the door opened. A man in his mid-forties came out wearing a red vest and lungi.

He showed real concern seeing me with my kid and called others to come out. An elderly person somewhere in his sixties, along with another middle-aged man, came out. With the look of it, two of them were truck drivers with one helper.

They told me that nothing could be done until morning and to keep trying for a mobile range to dial 100 for help. I felt comfortable with how warm they were, unlike what we hear what happens in the dark. That comfort was short-lived when one of them noticed my wife.

She was standing a little far under the shades of the truck to make sure it was a safe place. I also think she was worried about the liquor smell from the building. I realized things were not that good when I saw the helper nudging the elder driver taking his attention towards my wife.

The third driver was looking at his phone, trying to see if a mobile range was available. My wife took a step back to the shades of the truck when she saw the two men staring at her. Since it was vacation, we didn’t have any plans to stop mid-way. My wife was wearing a dress covering her thighs.

She was above average with meaty thighs and a toned calf. Her white shoes were highlighting her thighs even more. The dress was of thick material, but her round boobs showed her fat but still V-shaped tummy. The old driver and helper went inside for a while and then called the other driver to come inside.

My heart was already beating heavily and equally scared of what would happen. After some 10 minutes, the old driver came out and asked me to walk with him. I was shocked to hear his demand. He wanted four thousand Rupees cash to let us stay indoors and said the place was a paradise for elephants.

I had no more than five hundred rupees, and since no network, transferring funds were out of the question. I was pleading to him to take the 500 and pay them in the morning to take me to an ATM. He bluntly declined my offer and went inside, locking the door.

My wife came up to me, asking what had happened. I told her they wanted money. It was a helpless situation. All I could do was knock on the door and ask if we could let my daughter sleep inside. After what felt like ever of pleading, the helper came out and asked if I had the money.

I told him the same as what I told the other driver, and he said we were wasting our time. We were disappointed when he looked at my wife and asked her if she could help them. She was shocked, similar to me, and I asked him what he meant by help.

He, without flinching, looked at my wife and said she should sleep with all three of them for us to rest inside. She had her hands covering her mouth and came and stood behind me. The helper said it was her choice. Else feel free to walk all the way or sit outside and take the risk.

I told my wife we would walk back to our car, but it was scary. There was no light, and to walk back another 30 minutes with our kid was also a huge risk. We stood out for an hour when my wife said she was ready. I was shocked and almost had my arms on her face when I heard her.

She asked me what other choice we had, for which I didn’t have an answer. Even before I reached that question, she went to the door and asked it to open. Her voice was a key that the door opened in seconds. I think they keenly heard our conversation.

The first driver asked me to go inside and showed us a room with a bed and a table fan. He told me to put my daughter to bed and come out. He closed the door. All of us were in the hall with some mats and torn blankets on the floor.

He pointed me to the corner, asking me to sit there while the old driver was standing next to my wife. He was talking to my wife, asking her name and where are we from. I felt my ears were closing and finding it difficult to breathe.

What I saw next was the old driver running his hands over my wife’s hands, massaging her shoulders. His hands went down to the end of the dress and were caressing her thighs. She was looking down, not letting any emotions. The old driver just dropped his lung and asked my wife to go down on her knees.

She reluctantly went on her knees, and his dick greeted her lips. She hesitantly took the dick in her mouth and started blowing the old man. His dick never got hard even after 5 minutes of sucking, but he came inside her. My wife spat the cum and almost vomited.

The old man laughed, patting her cheeks and said she was a good girl. Before she got up, the helper came from behind and removed her dress. She was in her bra and panties, and the helper removed the bra without hesitation. My beautiful wife was standing half-naked in front of three strangers.

The old driver came closer to my wife, pressed her boobs and started sucking her nipples. The helper removed her panties and started kissing her back to her ass. After sucking both nipples, the old man clutched my wife’s cheeks and kissed her lips.

While kissing her, he pinched her nipples, making her open her mouth wide, giving his tongue access to get inside. My wife was moaning when the helper inserted two fingers into her pussy from behind and started responding to the old driver’s kiss.

I was surprised to see my wife holding the old man’s dick and stroking while they kissed. The helper was increasing the speed of finger fucking, and she had her orgasm. Helper removed his fingers from her pussy and rubbed the juice on her ass.

Those fingers were sticky and wet, which almost dripped from her ass cheeks. The second driver came inside after a smoke which I could smell. The old man took a break and the second driver made my wife lay down. He removed his lungi and underwear, took his dick out.

After stroking it a couple of times, he spat on his dick and entered my wife. She just arched a bit but had her eyes closed. The second driver fucked her for about 10 minutes. He had a big one. His dick was long with skin, and his landing was equally strong.

He was hard fucking her, and each time his body hit her pussy, it sounded a loud bang. I could see the dick going in and out with white liquid flowing down. I saw the old driver and helper smiling at me. Maybe looking at my helplessness or the way I was looking at my wife getting fucked.

The driver fucking my wife had lifted her legs all the way up with her on her back to the floor. My wife cried a loud moan and came to climax. Her nails were digging to the driver’s red vest. She was completely surrendered to the pleasure.

Her pussy was too wet for the driver, who put his dick in her ass without hesitating. We had anal before, and she even has an anal plug we use, so it was not her first. He grinned a bit when she did make any fuss when he went inside.

He fucked her ass for a good while when the helper boy went near her mouth, asking her to open. His was long but not as thick as the second driver. She hesitantly opened her mouth, and he started mouth fucking her. The helper didn’t last long, and he came in her mouth while the driver came in her ass.

The way the helper was fucking her mouth, she couldn’t move her face. He was choking her, making her swallow all that he drained. It was a nightmare for me, but it was over. They were not keen on another round and told us to lock the room while they planned to sleep in the truck.

Before she dressed up, the old man asked her to blow me as well. I was embarrassed, but the three insisted we do it for them. My wife was not looking at me but came near, sat on her knees to undo my pants. She took my dick and started sucking it with her ass facing the others.

While she was sucking, the helper slapped her ass and fisted her from behind. I could feel a tighter grip in her mouth with faster fisting by the helper. I was about to cum when I touched her hands to tell her, but she didn’t stop. I came in her mouth.

But still, she didn’t stop until she gave a wild shiver and dropped flat on her back. Both the drivers went out and asked the helper to join them when he saw my wife lying naked on the floor tired got another hardon. He fucked her until he too came in her and left us in the room.

She was asleep, and I covered her with the blankets. In the morning, I went with them to the nearest garage for help. All the while we didn’t say a word, they asked me to keep it a secret. It was a nightmare but something me and my wife talk while our fuck sessions.

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