[Group] I am 22F, from a conservative Pakistani Muslim family and used to be in tears at the thought of sex outside marriage. I had my dream gangbang last night.

When in Pakistan I was always considered beautiful but used to dress in a modest and “dignified” way to hide my huge tits and ass and protect myself from the Muslim male gaze which is so incredibly lustful due to their sexual frustration. I thought of myself as pure, angel-like, as the women in my family had taught me to perceive myself as.

At 14 I had started dating someone from my school who wanted to have sex with me but I was too religious to even imagine that. He eventually asked me to get married to him so we could consummate the relationship in a halal way. He basically made a friend murmur some Quranic verses in the presence of witnesses just to shoddily convince me that we were married now, and later had sex with me. A few years later he broke up with me and said the marriage didn’t matter since it was not on paper. I felt betrayed. And it coincided with a bunch of other things that made me question my faith, one of them being multiple Islamiyat teachers molesting me.

Fast forward to a few years later when I came to the US for college. I was already used to getting a lot of attention in my country but here in a big city with bolder and more vocal people I am always made to feel like the center of attention and hit on incessantly. But still, even until last year I was not very sexually brave, because despite not being religious anymore, I am still conditioned to think of my family’s dignity and parents’ values.

But last night I went to a house party wearing a tight and revealing dress. I was getting shit-faced drunk when I felt a Hindu Indian senior’s hands gently squeeze my firm 36Es that were falling out of my dress. He probably thought I was too drunk to take notice. I was swaying to the tune of the loud EDM music and felt his hands desperately fondle my huge ass. It was turning me on to no end and the tequila shots were starting to cause a stir in my pussy. I started rubbing his crotch to his surprise. He started to twist and play with my hard nipples. I let one of my tits fall out of my dress, poured tequila on it and pulled his head onto my wet nipple. He started slurping and sucking on it like a baby desperate for milk. I could feel some guys next to us watching us and vaguely remember one of them calling me a busty slut. That turned me on even more.

I decided to walk into a dimly lit bedroom and the guy who had been latching on to my nipple for dear life followed me. I unzipped his pants and started sucking him off while moaning and rubbing my clit. Two other guys who had been watching us entered the room at that point. They seemed to be friends of the guy and were all Hindu. They started jerking off at the sight of me sucking on their friend’s cock and slurping on his balls while making loud incoherent noises of sexual release ringing through the room that only someone as repressed as I was could make while sucking on cockmeat.

I told the two guys to suck on my tits like they want to make me lactate. They kind of both slid beneath me and started manhandling and motorboating my tits. I was in heaven. I begged for them to manhandle the brains out of me and soon I was being pounded by one of them like a street whore while slapping his face with my tits and sucking off the second guy and jerking off the other at the same time.

I was screaming and writhing as they slapped my face and called me a nasty slut. I remembered how much my family would hate me romantically or sexually associating with a non-Muslim man, and here I was, being fucked and manhandled by three. Everyone took turns pounding me to oblivion as I came again and again and begged like a whore to be milked like a cow, impregnated and left on the streets. All of them came inside me and I blacked out, and woke up with bite marks and scars that I masturbated to the next day.

Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/x8mj8x/group_i_am_22f_from_a_conservative_pakistani