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Like other couples we knew, our thirst for
spontaneous sex was never quenched.
I should explain that both of us were raised catholic, especially her.
Being half Irish and German, with 7 brothers and 4 sisters, she was still
a nice girl when we married. Why other guys passed her up, I'll never
know. She is 5' 7" in bare feet, still weighs only 125 lbs. and now has a
36-25-35 figure.
I said she was a nice girl when we met, not a virgin. She might as well
been one though. Her only experience was one she refused to talk about
until our incident occurred.
We had jobs in the Loop (downtown) in Chicago but lived in the suburbs.
Parking downtown was a hassle, so we always parked at 95th and Dan Ryan
and rode the train in from there. This is not the best neighborhood, but
is all right if you're not around after the sun sets.
I like my wife to dress sharply, it just turns out that she also looks
very sexy when she does. She usually got her fair share of stares and
whistles from guys on the train to and from work. It was early in October,
while on the train to our car, when I mentioned that we should be driving
to downtown since it was getting dark earlier, and I didn't want to be in
the area we normally parked. She only looked at me and smiled.
We got off at our train stop and walked the 3 blocks to our car. Neither
of us had coats on, they were at the cleaners. We were about ten feet from
the car when she let go of my arm to get in her side. I trotted the rest
of the way to open her door so she wouldn't freeze.
After I was in, I leaned over, unlocked her side and started the engine.
She was still outside, close to the door, while the inside of the car was
warming up. I wondered what was keeping her and decided she had to be
applying her makeup since I couldn't see her arms or hands through the
window. After a few moments, I leaned over, opened her door, and told her
to hurry up and get in so we could leave.
Things happened unexpectedly then. I didn't have time enough to react, let
alone think. Somebody yelled, "Get in back with him," jumped in the front
seat next to me, and shoved a gun in my face. "I got this mother fucker
and he's gonna give me anythin' I want. Ain't that right?" I nodded my
head yes. He knew I wasn't about to try anything stupid with my wife in
the back seat with somebody else.
They told me to drive slowly and straight ahead. How far we went, I don't
remember, but one of them told me to turn right at the next corner, then
left, then right again. The street had a lot of abandoned houses. They
said to park the car in front of an empty trailer up ahead.
When I parked, we just sat there. The guy next to me said to roll down my
window and give him our wallets, very carefully. As I reached for my
wallet, the guy in back jumped out of the car. My wife screamed, and I
froze. The guy who got out put his gun against the back of my head. The
other guy got out of the car then, opened the back door and pulled my wife
out.
"Now get out on this side, in front of me." I did what I was told and the
guy behind me locked the car up. We were being forced down a narrow
passage between two old rundown houses when all of a sudden a third guy
came out from a doorway and shoved me through it.
I was told to strip and didn't argue, they still had my wife. Two of them
rolled out an old office chair and ordered me to sit. They tied my wrists,
forearms, chest, and feet to the chair with clothesline. The lights were
turned on then and my wife was pushed to stand next to me. They went
through her purse and my wallet.
My wife could have died when they came across her BenWaw -Balls. They came
over to stand in front of us. The tallest guy, probably the leader, said,
"The guy on my right is Tom, I'm Dick, he's Harry. We been watchin' you
for the last month and planned this. You can, and will, scream slut, but
it'll do no good. Nobody comes in this area but us. We own this place, not
cause we bought it, cause we took it. Just like we're gonna take and fuck
your white cunt. And you're gonna watch your wife beg for cock."
Harry left and came back with a large blue gym bag. Dick ordered my wife
to face me and strip. The pleading look in her eyes is something I never
want to see again in my life and I saw a lot that night. My wife was being
humiliated and about to be gang raped by 3 guys, and I couldn't help her.
I tried to break free but fell over. I cracked my head on the floor of the
basement we were in.
Dick and Harry calmly put my chair upright to face my wife again and moved
back behind her. I thought she was in shock, she hadn't moved an inch, and
the look in her eyes changed. I started to turn my head away, not being
able to bear it any more. She then spoke softly to me. All she said was,
"Please don't let them do this to me again."
"AGAIN" The word jolted my brain back to her first and only sexual
experience before our wedding, the one she never talked about. I didn't
care what those guys did to me any longer and started going insane, but I
could only sit there trying to break loose.
Dick told her they had all the time in the world, but the longer they
waited, the more she would regret it. She couldn't face me any more and
turned toward Dick and Harry.
"All right, I'll do whatever you want, but you have to promise to let us
go when you're done!" she said as she turned toward them.
"Who the fuck told you to turn round cunt? You're ours now. You better
learn what you're here for. Get naked slut, and I mean now!"
She trembled as she started to take off her brown satin blouse.
"Just what I like Tom, a cunt that can't wait to get fucked," said Dick.
Harry told her to throw him the blouse. It surprised me that he put it on
a hanger. Tom told her to wait while he set up. She was horrified. He said
he was going to record everything on video. She stood there silently in
her white lace bra, and the rest of her clothes. Tom was set, and he gave
the orders now.
"Put a hand under each tit and look into the lens. No, no, don't push em
up, just put your hands under the fucking things. Okay, now lose the
skirt!" She was going to take her heels off, out of habit, when Tom told
her to leave them on for now. She slid the pure silk tan skirt down and
stepped out of it.
Thank God she thought to wear a slip today.
Tom took more video before telling her to get rid of the bra next. Most
women would balk at this, but she must have rationalized they could see
though her thin lace bra anyway. "Hey pretty lady, where did you buy those
tits?" Harry asked. "We never had one as firm as you on top. Well, if
those are real, guess what I'm going to do to you first."
We knew now she was not their first rape victim. Tom took several minutes
of film of her exposed breasts and nipples while he told her how to
massage and play with them. It was getting warmer because of the lamps Tom
had set up, and this effect caused her whole body to shiver and her
breasts to slightly wiggle. Tom next gave her the order to take off the
slip. "Would you look at that!" Tom gasped. "Holy Shit!" was all Harry
could mutter. Dick stood silently, but a small snicker crossed his lips as
they all stared in disbelief. My wife stood motionless as the humiliation
overwhelmed her.
Two nights ago, we were playing in the shower and I got a bright idea.
Since she always kept her mound neatly trimmed, and it was growing again,
I volunteered to shave her this time. She accepted my offer and spread her
feet. I took my time, careful not to cut her, and formed a pattern with
her pubic hair. Two letters. "4 U" I proudly stepped back and said I was
done. She laughed so hard then, but not now.
"You white cunt's break me up. You walk round lookin' sexy, flirtin' with
everyone, but when a guy does come on to you, you ignore him. Not tonight
slut! You're a whore, and you know it. Don't you? Answer me cunt! Tell me
you're a cock-sucker and that you'll fuck when I say so!," Dick shouted at
her.
She dropped her head and softly confessed, "I like to make love." Dick
stepped closer to her now and said, "It don't matter to me if you like to
fuck or not! You will! And suck cock when I order you to. You're gonna
learn somethin' about yourself tonight. Somethin' I already know, and you
refuse to admit. Tom, you set?"
"I got more film and recorders out back. I better get it. This is going to
be the best we've ever had!"
Dick stared at my wife's pussy and asked, "Did he do that, or you? Cunt,
you better answer fast when I ask questions. One last time. Did he do that
or you?"
"My husband did." she said.
"You wanna tell him, or you want us to prove it? Don't look at me like you
don't know what I'm talkin' about cunt! No answer?" "What do you mean?"
she asked.
"You are cunt! Never mind, he'll find out the hard way," Dick said.
"Dick, I got eight cassettes and four recorders. Think we need more?" "How
should I know. You're the motherfuckin' pro. I only shoot cum. Any way,
change the lights. I want hubby there to see real good what sort of slut
he married."
"Keep her like that, I want to get her on film before we move on to the
next stage."
"You heard him cunt. Don't move. Hey hubby, you'll thank us when we're
through. Okay, breaks over everybody, back to work." Tom moved the lamps
and I could now see. She stood less than three feet away. These bastards
were making her stand there in just her white lace garter belt, sheer
nylons, and the new four inch high heels I bought her yesterday. I knew
she didn't have panties on today because we had a nooner during our lunch
break.
"Okay slit, follow my directions. If you don't understand, ask me. Got
that?"
I couldn't believe my ears when she distinctly said okay. Sure it was
lower than her normally soft voice, but she did tell Tom okay. "Place your
hands on the side of your hips, elbows out, and spread those legs wide.
Great! Hold it there!"
"You sure you got it right? You fuck up and I'll turn your sister out.
Come on Dick. I got it, no sweat. Her pussy will show up, even the juices
on her pussy now."
"So, you're getting' all heated up for me. Tell you what, I'll be good
this once, give you your toys to play with. Turn round and prove to hubby
the kind of slut you are."
My wife did as she was told with only a weak reluctance, and faced me.
"Bend backward and open your mouth slut. I want you to suck these balls in
your mouth. You better not bite."
Tom was shooting everything Dick made my wife do, close-up! Dick towered
over her as he put only one of the Ben Wah Balls between two fingers. He
was doing his best to disgrace her. She contorted her body like some
exercise, legs spread out, hands on her hips, and her head was bent back
to waist level. They made sure I could see as Dick put his fat fingers up
to the second knuckle in her open mouth and held them there.
I could see my wife close her lips over his fingers. Between her breasts,
I saw her neck muscles working, she was sucking to get the small metal
ball away from his fingers.
"Told you! I knew this cunt would suck and fuck when I told her to. With a
body like this, ain't no pussy gonna let it go unused. Nod your head slut
and tell them I'm right. Don't you dare swallow that ball! Open up so I
can see it. One more to go bitch! Not bad. You look like you got
experience at suckin'. Now for the next trick! Harry, stand her up
straight. Hubby, watch this slut stuff her cunt with the toys in her
mouth. Like I did, one at a time. Harry, spread her pussy open."
They were just a few feet from me as I watched Harry reach under her with
one hand and spread her pussy lips open. She took a metal ball from her
mouth and quickly pushed it inside of her obviously wet opening. Dick told
her time for the other one. She did this as fast as the first and put her
hands back on her hips without being told to.
Harry then got the blue bag and brought it over. My wife stood there, eyes
closed, trying not to move. Dick and Harry each took shackles with long
chains from the bag. They bound her wrists, looped the chains through big
eyebolts drilled into a ceiling beam, and attached each end to a special
wench. Harry hoisted my wife up. Her arms stretched high over her head and
feet together barely touching the floor.
"Usually we strip all our whores naked, but I like your outfit. Draws
attention where you want it most anyway. You know that, don't you cunt?"
She shook her head no.
"Still playin' games? Harry, start playin' shake with the whore!" Dick
knelt next to me and said, "Watch this slut, those toys will fall out from
the cum she's gonna have. No cock is gonna touch her either. See how her
face is gettin' red and she's breathin' faster. Fuck if she ain't the
hungriest cunt you ever laid eyes on. I'm tellin' you, she was born for
fuckin' and suckin'. Hear the slut moan now? She wants it and wants it
bad."
My wife hung before me, being tormented by Dick's words and shook by
Harry's hands on her hips. I couldn't and didn't want to believe she had a
climax from only this, but she did. When she came, the metal balls flew
out of her vagina. Not dropped. Flew! They were forced out and were
bouncing near her high heels. She was shaking all over and mumbled
something.
"What was that you said cunt? Louder! I can't hear you." Dick again.
"Please make love to me," she said plainly.
"I don't know. You have to be more honest. Try again! Tell us what you
really want."
"I want to FUCK! There I said it."
"You have to be more polite to us than that."
"Please fuck me."
Dick and Harry sandwiched her between them and Tom still had the video
going. The two of them were slowly grinding her back and front against
their crotches. Dick then changed his tone of voice but spoke loud enough
for me to hear.
"You need somethin' in your cunt don't you? You want my cock. Ain't that
right?"
"Yes," was all she said.
"You'll fuck when I tell you to fuck. Right?"
"Yes," she said again.
"You'll suck cock when I tell you to suck cock. Right?"
"Yes."
"You love the taste of cum. Right?"
"Yes."
"You want to cum again don't you?"
"Yes."
"You want us to cum inside you?"
"Yes."
"You want to drink our cum?"
"Yes, Yes, Yes, Yes!!"
Harry and Tom left unceremoniously, leaving me to watch Dick tongue fuck
my wife's mouth. He wrapped his arms around her small waist and lifted. He
held her as she willingly accepted his tongue. Her legs hooked in back of
his, trying to bring him closer. My wife was offering herself to him. I
was astonished, angry, and hurt all at once. How could she be doing this?
Dick lifted her higher up his body. Her legs surrounded his waist, just
above the belt line. I saw her come down hard on his lips as she pushed
her tongue into his mouth this time. Her hands raked through his hair as
she drove all of her tongue in his mouth. Dick looked at me and winked,
then turned. I saw that she was dry humping his stomach, her juices
soaking the front of his shirt.
Tom came back and set up tripods. Harry called for Tom to give him a hand,
and they dragged a low coffee table about two feet in front of me. My
heart sank when I saw the mattress on it.
"They're ready for us," Dick said and stepped away. "Please! I need to be
fucked. I'll do anything you want. Please somebody fuck me. I don't care,
JUST FUCK ME!" They quickly got her down from the shackles and positioned
her on the mattress in front of me. As the three men were stripping, she
talked to me. "Darling, please don't feel hurt or resentful. It's not
their fault. He's right.
This happened to me once before and I've lived in fear since. I love you
and never want to leave you. I couldn't stand it if you stopped loving me.
But, how can I tell you about something even I don't understand. Please
honey, I need your help. I need you to watch and understand. I love only
you. Don't stop loving me or leave me, please try to understand!"
Dick interrupted, "Hey! Listen and watch. She's a cunt, a slut, a whore, a
cocksucker. I know boy. I saw it in her even if you didn't. Some women are
born whores, but don't want to admit it. She's admitted it." Tom
interrupted, "Forget it man. He'll wise up. Let's go, videos are in place,
and my cock wants to say hello to that pussy and mouth!" They were each
stoking cocks as Dick took over.
"You heard the man. If you wanna fuck us, here's the rules:
You tells us everythin' you want.
You talk like the street cocksuckin' whore you are.
Don't use the word 'L O V E'. Hubby can have all that shit.
You're gonna fuck and suck as many times as we want, no arguments. Got all
that? Start the cameras! Let me know when they're rollin'." Tom raced to
all four videos as everybody waited. My own anxiety was thick enough to
cut. Would she, could she, go through with this? What will I think of her
when this is finished? God forbid, will I get excited at what was going to
happen to my beautiful wife, right in front of me? Tom started the first
video. It was set even with my shoulder about two feet off to my left.
This would get pictures of her face and most of her firm tits, NO BREAST!
Shit! They got ME following their fucking rules! I'm only a spectator!
Stop it damn you! Wipe your mind clear asshole! Your dad always told you
to observe, consider what you saw, and only then, calmly respond to the
circumstances. Fuck! Where are you now, and what do I do about this
situation? Wherever you are, please help me through this. Then it hit me!
My wife just asked the same thing from me only moments ago.
She asked for my help and understanding. I made up my mind then that the
most important thing was to be able to help my wife when she needed me.
Tom finished with the last video camera, up above the table, the other one
was off to the right, focused at my wife's still wet pussy. The fourth was
also on the right, but set so it would get full length body shots of what
was starting to happen on the coffee table.
"Tell us your name," Dick said.
She freely gave them her real name.
"We will call you slut, cunt, whore, cocksucker, and bitch."
"Whatever you want to call me is fine."
"Are you now being held against you will?"
"Not at all."
"Has any one of us hurt you?"
"Not unless you regard teasing me with those black cocks."
"That was not the question!"
"No, no one has hurt me."
"Tell us, in you own words, what you want us to do."
All of them became silent and studied my wife's face. "I want to suck and
fuck each of you. One at a time. Two at a time. All of you at once. I want
your cum in my cunt, in my mouth, down my throat, on my tits, in my ass,
and especially on my face. That should be good enough for now."
"Holy Fuck you whore! There's only three of us." Tom pointed out. "Then I
hope you have other cocks for me because I'm not holding back anything
tonight! I know who I am, and what I am at the moment. I want, no strike
that, I am desperately hungry for pure hot fucking. I'll beg you on my
knees if you want me to.
"Calm down pretty slut, you'll get plenty of what you want from right
here," said Harry trying to soothe her.
"Good Harry, why don't you commence by sucking on these tits. Tom, you can
lick my cunt so I can have it prepared for a cock. Dick, come up here and
tongue fuck my mouth like you did earlier.
I sat in awe at what my wife said, and what was in front of my very eyes.
Tom had her legs resting on his shoulders as he stuck out the longest
tongue I ever saw. He slowly lapped from her asshole to her pussy. He was
running his hands up and down over her tan stocking legs to the ankle
straps of her high heels. The contrast of his black skin on her was a turn
on, but nothing compared to seeing his head buried between her creamy
white thighs above her nylon tops.
I heard a groan and looked to her upper body. Harry had one of her nipples
between his teeth and was pulling it up. The sound she made was from
desire, not pain. Her breast extended and finally popped from his mouth.
Tom's eyes grew wide when he saw only a small tremble of the tit he just
lost. She was so full of excitement that they stood upright, and she was
flat on her back! What she and Dick were doing would have blown my socks
off, if I had any on.
My wife was sucking on Dick's tongue as though it were a cock. One of her
arms was around his neck trying to pull his head closer to her mouth. His
tongue wasn't longer than Harry's, but it was easily three times thicker.
She persisted to get all of Dick's tongue in her mouth as she groaned and
moaned. Her ass was gyrating off the mattress now as she could feel Tom's
tongue between her legs. Lips, tongues and hands were slithering across
all of her body.
When she did cum, they had no hope of keeping my wife still. Her long legs
locked around Tom's head, her stomach muscles visibly tightened, and she
threw her ass in the air. She had seized one Harry's hands and squeezed it
hard around her tit. Meanwhile, her head came upright to suck hungrily on
Dick's tongue and their lips wildly crushed against each other. She was
almost in a fetal position and kept the men locked in place by her arms,
hands, and legs as she shuddered, trembled, and shook over and over.
My wife finally released Harry's hands, and gradually lowered herself to
the mattress. I saw that she had indeed gotten all of Dick's tongue in her
mouth. He was three inches above her face when he pulled up and his tongue
popped wetly from her lips. She grasped for air now and her chest rose and
fell quickly, but her tits simply wiggled. She was purring like a cat and
it seemed as though she wouldn't stop cumming.
Tom was trying to unlock himself from her legs by pulling them from the
inside. Dick caught me shaking my head no, and then asked, "No what?"
Without even thinking, I said, "Never do that to her. Her inside thighs
from her pussy to her knees gets to her every time." I started to hang my
head in shame when I realized I talked openly about one of our more
intimate secrets.
"Thanks hubby. You might make it after all," Dick said in a patronizing
manner.
"Fuck you, you bastard. All you want is to rape my wife and make me watch
you do it. You don't care if I make or not, so don't play games with me
you motherfucker!"
Dick surprised me by not coming after me. Instead, he walked to my wife's
legs and pulled them apart as though it took no effort. Tom's mouth and
nose were drenched and glistening from my wife's juices. "This one should
be in record books. Man she can use those pussy muscles," Tom said.
"Okay Tom or Harry, which of you wants to fuck my hot ready cunt first?"
"Wait a second! We're the ones using you!" Dick told her. "You told me to
ask for whatever I required and in whorish way. Play back one of those
tapes if you think I'm wrong! I'm not though, and this cunt of mine is
dying to have a cock pushed in it! So who's it going to be?" Everyone's
eyes gazed at me. She sometimes lost control during our fuck sessions, but
she always regained it quick enough. Not now though. And to top it all,
she had turned the tables back on them and they knew it. She was almost
naked and no contest for any of them, yet she was taking command away from
them.
"Honey I am truly sorry for putting you through this. But, you were going
to find out eventually that I love to fuck almost as much as I love you.
Their cocks are positively enormous, but don't take that the wrong way.
You excite feelings in me that all the cocks in the world couldn't. Try
and understand that I sometimes have other feelings and urges you don't
fill. I don't love you any less because of that. I love the things we do
together. I know you're not a wimp.
"Please understand that in my present frame of mind I don't want any type
of warmth or tenderness. I only want to fuck. No strings attached, not
hurt feelings, no guilt, no shame. Right now I want those cocks to cum and
don't care what I do. Look, you put it there, "4" "U," and I'm happy you
did. These dicks are beautiful, but very temporary. I will always be
yours'."
I listened and partially understood. She was horny. Certainly not your
average horny. She could have protested a long time ago, but didn't. She
could have tried to fight, but didn't. She either resigned herself to fact
she was going to be raped and accepted it, or she does get this horny
sometimes. Like a nymphomaniac. No, not my wife! Other women are nymphos.
I never knew any, but everyone says there out there. Isn't that a real
sickness you can treat? Go to a doctor. What do you say?
"Doc I like to fuck too much, what can you do about it?"
Shit, I get so horny sometimes even strawberry jello gives me a hard-on,
why not my wife? "Well, who's cock fucks me first? Let's make it fair. The
smallest is first, next largest is second, and biggest for last. That way
my pussy becomes wonderfully stretched each time, and you fit snugly
inside of me. Let me see at what you have. Sorry Harry, you're first.
Then, well I think it's Tom. He's a litter longer than you Dick, but not
nearly as huge in cerumference. Mind telling me how big guys?"
Tom, "Thirteen inches long and five inches around."
Harry, "Nine inches long and fourinches around. And it ain't small!" Dick,
"12 long and 8 thick that's gonna fuck you and make you beg for more!"
"Over here Harry, don't worry about your dimensions. There's no such thing
as defective cock. One guy took me and he was only three inches long, but
boy did he make me cum! You want me to take off the stockings and heels?"
"No! I think they look great on you," Tom said.
"Me too. They make me feel so sexy and actually display my legs more
properly. My husband won't let me dress in anything else. Maybe crotchless
pantyhose once in a while, but he enjoys these best. Everything is fine.
He's not upset. See, he's hard too, and I hope you guys are nice enough to
let him join us."
I was! From where I sat, everything was like a XXX movie, but LIVE! "Right
there Harry, that's it. Oh that feels so nice! You want my legs wide like
this? Or, do you want me to run them up and down over your ass so you can
feel how silky they are? God! Yes, put more in! No Dick, straddle my
stomach and fuck my tits. You're blocking my husband view. I want to show
him I can be better than any women on his tapes at home. Tom, let me suck
your dick! I want to swallow your cum."
They were raping her now, or were they? If they were, she was loving it.
The sight of a another man's cock shoved in my wife's mouth, between her
full tits, and in her pussy was something that excited me to a new level.
Harry put the rest of his dick in with a short jab and said, "Shit you
guys, her cunt has muscles I never knew were down there! Fuckin' A. She
almost gnawed my tongue off with that thing. I don't know what you did
Harry, but do again. She hums real good on my dick. That's it slut, get a
mouthful of my cock. I want to see the head go down your neck. You can do
it come on."
Tom sounded like a coach. "Tits don't do nothin' for me. I'm getting' hard
thinkin' what it's gonna feel like when I abuse that cunt of hers. You do
have a fine whore hubby. No wonder you escorted her everywhere we saw you
two. I'd keep a slut like this under lock and key myself," said Dick.
"That's not a bad idea. Dick, you want to get the other stuff out? I ain't
leaving this pussy until I blast it full of cum." Dick stepped over her
and Tom pulled his cock out of her mouth. "Please don't stop now! Where
are you going? I promise I'll be the best fuck you ever had. I need your
cocks. OH GOD HARRY! Yes! Keep fucking me like that! Kiss me!"
Harry covered her body with his, and she forcefully hauled his face lower
to kiss on and groan into his mouth. He began to fuck her with a much
quicker pace and she timed her thrusts for greater penetration. When he
came, my wife grabbed his ass with her hands and legs, trying to urge him
inside her even further. His cum was drooling out of her pussy and pouring
down to her asshole.
Done for the time being, he got off my wife. His dick was saturated with
cum, a strand dropping to the floor gradually. She placed a hand down to
her pussy and filled it with his cum, then put it to her mouth and licked
it like her favorite ice-cream.
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