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Codes in story, Pretty Suburban Soccer Mom: Rape,
Humiliation, Violent, Fist.

Pretty Suburban Soccer Mom 
by: Brighton

It's a quiet Summer night in a suburb North of the
city. It's a town with  beautiful homes and the
beautiful families who live inside them. 

At the end of this street is the beautiful home of the
Murphys'. Inside this home, in the basement family
room, stands the beautiful Mrs. Murphy tastefully
attired in a conservative Black skirt, a lovely White
blouse and shiny Black high heeled shoes. 

This tall vision of loveliness wobbles and teeters in
those high heeled shoes and she squeals and whimpers,
because two big men have pinned Mrs. Murphy's arms
behind her back and two other big men have spread her
beautiful long legs apart by the ankles.

Another big man is standing in front of her. His
hands, loosely wrapped around her narrow waist, rest
on her wide, curvy hips. He is enjoys the feel of Mrs.
Murphy's body as she struggles. And he is especially
enjoying the sight of her breasts as they bounce
beneath the fabric of her blouse while she struggles.
He watches and listens to her pleas for a moment, then
removes his hands from her waist and gently covers her
large breasts to feel them jiggle and bounce in the
palms of his hands. 

"Ohhhh my goodness Mrs. Murphy," he sighs, "Ohhhhhhh
my goodness." 

She whimpers and wheezes through the lump in her
throat, as the man then fondles her covered breasts
through the silky material as she struggles.  

The men behind her pin her arms and elbows closer
together forcing her breasts to thrust forward and
strain against the material. This new hold pops open
the little buttons running down the front of her
blouse. 

As they squeeze her arms tighter, she moans long and
low, as more buttons pop from their little slits until
there are only three little buttons left to be opened.
Admiring her cleavage, the rest of her blouse is
quickly ripped opened, by the impatient man who says,
"Gotta see these hooters Mrs. Murphy."

Her knees are like rubber. She would fall but for the
big men holding her up by her arms. 

Her blouse, is pulled slowly out of the waist band of
her smart little skirt and spread open across her
chest and back over her shoulders. 

"Ohhhhhhhhh my goodness Mrs. Murphy." the man sighs,
"What beautiful tits. What
beautiful...........big.........tits."

Then affecting concern for the plight of this luscious
Soccer Mom, he says, "Your arms hurt a little honey?
.....Are the boys holding you too tight?"

She manages a quick nod, yes.

"If you give me a little kiss, I'll tell the boys to
loosen up a little, ok? Will you give me a little
kiss?"

After a pause she slowly inhales and whispers,
"Ohhhhhhkayy." and lifts her face to meet his. With
some effort, Mrs. Murphy puckers her quivering lips
for the kiss that will ease the pain in her arms and
shoulders.

Their lips meet and he gives her a peck and then a
kiss on her lips. 

"Open your mouth Mrs. Murphy", he whispers, "I want
your tongue." She extends her tongue and he licks it
and then slowly sucks it into his mouth and holds it
there and sucks. His chest is heaving and his breath
is hot and she breathes it in and out of her mouth and
down into her lungs, as he wags his tongue back and
forth and around the inside her mouth. 

Frightened, she continues to cooperate, with the man,
by returning his sloppy hot kisses with her own
allowing his tongue to enter her mouth and her tongue
to enter his. She shivers as his hands reach under her
breasts and slowly lifts them up and then down. As
they continue their long French kiss he gently bounces
her breasts and squeezes them playfully.

She gasps, and begins to struggle again, as she feels
the mans fingers slowly slip down inside the front of
her brassiere. He softly caresses and then cups one of
her breasts, and slowly lifts it and flops it out to
hang free. 

She pulls her head away and says, "Oh no...Oh God
please no." 

But he says, "It's OK  honey, taking your tits out of
your brassiere is all part of the way I kiss large
breasted Soccer Moms". 

Her other breast is then gently lifted and flopped out
so both of her enormous breasts hang naked for all to
see. The soft flesh on her massive boobs jiggles in
waves as she struggles, against the man who resumes
French kissing her mouth. 

The woman heaves a sigh and stops her struggle for a
moment as the men just stare at her with their mouths
open, drooling at the site of this woman's incredible
chest.

The men inhale deeply. Everyone is quiet. Then their
leader says, "See guys, I told you." 

The woman whispers, "Noooooooooo, you can't do this."

The leader whispers, "Yessssss, we can." and adds,
"What size are these wonderful breasts honey?" She
doesn't respond. Lifting a breast in each of his
hands, the man leans toward her ear and breathes the
words, "Does your husband appreciate these nice big
jugs of yours?"

Silence.

"Does he suck your tits?" 

Silence. 

"Does he like to suck your nipples?"

Silence.

The man turns his head to the family room sofa and
asks, "Do you like to suck your wifes nipples sir? Do
you appreciate these big jugs of hers?"

The husband sits petrified far across the room. 

When the men entered their home, the couple was told
that, "Any noise will certainly wake the children, who
would probably come down to see what the noise was.
And if they did, they would have to sit cuddled up
with their daddy on the sofa and watch their pretty
mommy playing naughty games with these five big men.

"I asked you a question sir. Do you like to suck your
wife's nipples?"

The Soccer Dad whispers a soft, "Yes."

The man lowers his face to the wife's breasts. He
takes one in both of his hands, lifts it and says, "Do
you ever suck her tits like this sir?" 

The husband stares as this stranger places his lips on
his wife's nipple and kisses it, then flicks it
playfully with his tongue. 

"Now watch your wife's tit sir. You've never seen
anything like this" 

The husband stares wide eyed and panting as the
stranger lowers his jaw, places his lips around his
wife's breast and slowly sucks it into his mouth,
holds it there for a moment, and then continuing his
sucking, takes it all the way in. He keeps it there
for a moment, lets it slide slowly out until it pops
free and says, "Ever see anything like that?" 

With no response from the dazed husband the man
continues to noisily suck her massive jug in and out
of his mouth and practically down his gullet. Strings
of drool dribble onto her breast as the woman
unsuccessfully tries to suppress high pitched squeals
emanating from deep in her throat. 

When he comes up for air, he looks back at the husband
and asks, "Ever suck her like that? Did you see me
deep throating you wife's tittie? Here, I'll show you
again." 

The husband shudders but remains silent as his wife's
breast disappears once again into the man's mouth.

"Owwwwwooohhhhhhhh my Gaawwwwd!", utters the woman.

"OK, let's see if you like this." He motions to one of
the men behind her to join him, while the other man
continues to keep her elbows  tightly pinned behind
her back.

The husband watches, as two men slobber all over his
wife's breasts, slowly sucking them whole, into their
mouths, practically making them disappear. 

"Oh!" she exclaims. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh! Ow! Ouch! Oh!
Ouch! Ow! Ouch! Oh! Ow!"  

Releasing her from their mouths, they compress each
breast tightly with their hands. She winces as she
feels her nipples clamped between their teeth.
Instinctively, the woman jerks back in an effort to
release her captured nipples but the men hold on,
stretching her breasts painfully away from her chest
and flick her nipples furiously with their tongues. 

The woman twitches and shakes as more involuntary
sounds and squeals escape her mouth, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh!
Hurts! Hurts! Oh! Hurts! Oh!. Hurts! Hurts! Hurts!
Hurts!"

The husband's face flushes a deep shade of red as he
watches and hears his wife's reaction to the men
fondling and sucking her breasts. He stiffens and
shakes each time she grunts and squeals as her nipples
are bitten and flicked by the men's tongues.

Releasing the tit from his mouth, as the other man
continues to suck and nibble the other one, the leader
bounces it gently up and down, looks into the woman's
eyes and asks, "Does your husband bounce your tits
like this while he's sucking them honey?"

She squeals a little girl squeal and replies,
"Nooooo."

Continuing to bounce her tit, he flicks her nipple
with his thumb and asks, "Does he ever bring the guys
from work home to suck your tits with him?"

In her sweet little girl voice, she again squeals
another high pitched, "Noooooooo."

"Oh honey, you've never had your tits sucked by two
men at the same time?"

"Nooooo" comes her next pitiful little squeal.

"Well shame on your husband." says the stranger as he
turns toward the husband and says, "Don't you see how
much fun my friend is having sucking your wife's tit?
Look how he holds that big melon in both hands. Look
at the way he sucks it. And  just listen to your sweet
lady. Does she squeal like that for you? " 

The husband is reviled by the strangers description of
what's being done to his wife. He listens as the words
are punctuated by the grunts and squeals that come
from the back of his wife's throat as her breast is
ravished by the man's mouth.   

"Look at him sir, there's no stopping him. Oh but I
bet you'd like to come over here and rescue your sweet
wife from the big, bad, sucking man. But then the
noise might wake the children. Ya, it probably would.
So are you going to sit there and watch us suck the
pretty mommy's tits some more? Good choice." 

He lifts the unattended breast with one hand, with the
other, he grasps the nipple between his thumb and
middle finger, rolls it around and asks,   
"What do you call `em sir? What do you call your
pretty wife's great big tits? Melons? Jugs? Boobs? She
really has an amazing rack. Come on, what do you call
them? Knockers? "

The husband gives no reply, then hears his wife let a
high pitched shriek as her nipple is pinched tightly.

"Tell me! " He demands.

"YEOWWWWWWWWWW!", she screams.

"Tits!" The husband quickly replies. "Tits!"

He pinches her again, "What's that?"

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyeeeeoooooooowwwwwwww!!!!

"Tits! Tits! Tits! Tits! I call them tits! For Gods
sake!" the husband wails. 

The stranger snickers, "Good boy." and releases his
vise grip on the woman's nipple.

Her face is beet red and she wheezes hysterically as
both her breasts are ravished again. The men get a
little rougher with her now as they furiously knead
her tits while sucking and biting her nipples. She
groans and strains at the grip that the man behind her
has on her as he pulls her arms tighter together and
bends her back toward him. He leans into her and slips
his tongue into her ear. His long tongue is hot and
wet. He dribbles some saliva into her ear as he
sloshes his tongue around inside of it. She shakes her
head in a desperate attempt to make him stop but the
pain in her shoulders tells her she must let him fuck
her ear with his tongue. He wiggles and thrusts it
deeper.

The husband groans in horror as he watches and listens
to the slurping sounds the men make with their sucking
and licking. His wife's knees shake violently under
her skirt. 

Her moans are guttural now and animalistic, sending
the husband into a blind rage as he pounds his fists
into the sofa and whimpers, "No, no, no, no, oh God
no!"
 
One of the men holding her ankles, smiles while making
eye contact with the husband, and slips his hand under
the sweet lady's skirt. 

"OH! she exclaims. "OH! OH! Oh my God! OH!"

Still smiling, he moves his hand up one of her long
beautiful legs and says, "Hey....no
pantyhose......this is great...............Ohhhh mom,
shame on you."

"OH!" She gasps again.

She tries desperately to close her knees but her feet
are held too far apart. The hand fondles her from her
calf, up to her meaty thigh, and down again.

OH! OH! OHHHHHH!"

The man at her other ankle joins in. Together, they
rapidly tickle and scratch her legs and her thighs
with their finger nails. Their fingers, wiggling like
little spiders, travel up her legs to her inner
thighs, where they pause for a moment for some playful
pinching near her panties....then down........and then
back up again.

"Your wife has really nice meaty thighs." One man
says. "....Really nice." Says the other man. 

The husband is now delirious as he witnesses his wife
going into wild, uncontrolled convulsions from the
fingers and hands under her skirt, fondling her
between her legs. Her head shakes as she grunts and
tries to mouth the word `no' but the sound that comes
from her is, "Nuh! Nuh! Nuh! Nuh!".....as her ear
continues to be fucked by a long, wet tongue. 

"OK boys, let's get a look at wifey's pretty legs.
Pull her skirt up real slow so hubby can enjoy it.
Up...up... Yaaaaa....like that. That's good. Now, show
hubby what he couldn't see you doing when your hands
were hidden under that cute little skirt."

Now exposed, the men resume fondling her gorgeous
legs. Her body begins to convulse again as the men's
hands travel upward. Her knees shake and the flesh on
her meaty thighs begins to jiggle. 

A loud gasp escapes from her mouth as she feels a
hairy, muscular arm slip between her thighs, raise
snugly up against her crotch and begin a slow sawing
motion back and forth across her panty covered pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh.....nooooo...Oh God noooooooo." She
moans. "Noooooo."    

As the slow, sawing motion of the mans arm against his
wife's pussy continues, the husband is horrified when
he sees the man, that's been tongue fucking her ear,
drop a dollop of spit from his mouth and swish the
foamy liquid deep inside her ear. 

Slithering his tongue deeper into her ear, the man
glares at the husband and dribbles more spit. On her
cheek this time. He grins and spreads it all over the
side of her face with his tongue, dribbling more and
more spit as he licks her.  

"Oh God! Don't do that to her! Don't do that to her!"
The husband pleads.

"What?" he is asked, ".......This?" Only this time the
man spits a wad right on her lovely face making her
flinch.

"He doesn't like you spitting on his wife's face?"
says one of the men fondling the woman's leg. "Well I
think he should make you stop. How `bout it sir? Why
don't you come over and make him stop? In fact why
don't you come over and make us all stop what we're
doing with your sweet lady? " 

Then as all of the men stare quietly at the anguished
husband, they come up with another way to torment him
and slowly begin to gather gobs of their saliva in
their mouths. 

"OH NO!" cries the husband, "FOR CHRISTS SAKE NO!"

Long, horrible seconds go by, filled with the
screaming protests of the husband, begging them to
stop, as his captured wife shakes her head violently
back and forth mumbling in vain for them not to do
this terrible thing. 

But now, with their cheeks bulging and the husband
watching, they face the poor woman and with the big
arm still sawing between her legs and up against her
pussy, they rapidly take turns emptying their mouths
on her body. They spit on her tits. They spit on her
legs. Another big glob is spewed directly on her face.
Then another. The wife is hysterical as the hot foamy
liquid lands in her eyes. She gasps, momentarily
blinded by the scum dripping over her eye lids, only
to have a large wad spewed into her screaming, open
mouth. Then another. And another.           

"Oh My God!" she gurgles, as her mouth fills with the
men's spit, "Ohhhh My Gaahhhhdggglllgg!" as it slides
over her tongue and drips slowly down her throat,
"Ohhhh My Gaahhhhhhhdggglllgg!"

Shaking violently, she gags and retches, as a voice
hollers, "Your husband won't stop us m'am! He's just
sittin' there! And look at you! You're swallowing all
this sticky shit! You're a sick little wifey! And you,
asshole, I think you want to see us spit in your
wife's mouth again don't you. You want to see her
swallow some more don't you!"

His wife answers for him, "No Not again! Please no!
Please get this stuff off of me! Get it off of me!
Make them stop! Make them stop!"

The husband sits paralyzed from the humiliation the
men are heaping upon his wife. Face buried in his
hands he sits, shaking his head, repeating, "Oh my
God, Oh my God. Oh honey! Oh honey! I'm so sorry. I
can't help you! I can't! I'm so sorry. Oh my God." as
his honey sobs hysterically, retching and gagging and
begging them to stop. 

"No more! No More!" she wails.........."NO MORE!"

With the room in chaos the man, with his arm between
the lady's legs stops his sawing motion to pull her
panties down just far enough to expose her hairy
snatch. Then, reinserting his arm between her meaty
thighs and up against her, now exposed, cunt lips he
resumes his sawing motion faster and faster and
faster.    

The other men collect more of their hot spit in their
mouths and commence their perverted liquid assault on
the woman's glistening big tits and her pretty face
all over again. Laughing and hooting, they turn it
into a sick contest to see who can land the biggest
wad into her screaming, gurgling mouth.

Her cheeks are filled with the slimy, gray crud as
fast as she can spit it back out. She tries
desperately not to swallow but suddenly her nostrils
are pinched shut and a big hand covers her mouth
forcing her to swallow the bubbly swill. Her throat
spasms and forces her to swallow the spittle down into
her stomach. Her body stiffens, her eyes bulge wildly
from their sockets.

Her face is now a deep Purplish Red as she tries to
breathe. At last the big hand pulls away from her
mouth and nose and she gasps as much air as possible.
Panting at first she stiffens. Her face now turns an
eerie shade of White. The men hear a low rumbling
coming from the woman's stomach as she pants, then
retches and retches again. Then, violently retching,
she vomits the contents of her stomach all over
herself.

As the woman continues to vomit and retch the men
release her from their grip and slowly step away from
her. In her hysteria, she doesn't seem to realize she
is no longer being restrained. As she stands on her
own, weaving and staggering from her debasement, the
man  behind her slips her blouse off her shoulders and
removes it. Then he unbuttons her skirt and after it
falls to the floor, he slides her panties down to her
ankles and she mindlessly steps out of them. He gives
her a little push and she starts waking slowly
forward.  

Her breasts, dripping with saliva and puke, bounce and
sway as she  wobbles in her high heels and stagger
steps forward toward her husband. She falls next to
him on the sofa babbling incoherently.

"Here!" a man says as he tosses the blouse to the
husband, "Clean her up, I don't want any of that shit
on me."

As the husband holds his wife close, she continues her
incoherent babbling while he gently wipes the scum
from her body. The men step forward and watch as she
is attended to.

"I'll need a towel." the husband say softly. "Please,
from the bathroom over there."

One of the men fetches some towels, gives one to the
husband, takes one himself and passes the rest of them
to the others. The husband places his towel over his
wife's naked breasts and after a moment says, "I have
money in the house. Not a lot but at least five
thousand dollars. That's a thousand a piece, if you'll
leave now."

The leader of this group of intruders leans into the
man's face and replies, "You have money. I'm happy for
you. We have money too. We don't need money." Then
sliding the towel slowly off the woman, he says, "This
is what we want. Not money. Her. Haven't you figured
that out by now asshole? Her. Your wife is a babe and
that's why we're here. We want your wife!"

With tears forming in his eyes, the husband sobs and
asks, "Why?'

"Because, asshole" the man answers, "it's what we do."
Then, reaching down and cupping one of his wife's
enormous breasts in both of his hands and shaking it
for emphasis, he says, "We rape beautiful, big titted
wives in front of their husbands. Sometimes in front
of their children. Tonight, no children, `cause you're
behaving and not doing anything stupid. Are we
straight on this?" The husband nods yes. and the man
says, "Good. Now let's move on. Lady get up!"

Naked, except for the brassiere that was pulled down
to expose her tits, she whimpers softly, still not
fully recovered and still trying to get her bearings.

"Lady.....do you know where you are........?"

"..........Home?....." she quietly replies.

"Yes. Home. Now stand up.................good girl."

Still a little wobbly, she stands with her arms at her
sides, slowly looking around the room. The leader
walks up to her, puts his arms around her and pulls
her close to him. As she looks up, he kisses her on
the lips. Her mouth just falls open. She is still
disoriented.

"Honey, you'll feel better in a moment. Just stand
close to me like this and we'll do some kissin' and
some huggin'. It's gonna be OK. Believe me, we're not
going to do anything to you that a woman isn't built
for ................I promise."

As the pretty wife and mother is held tightly by this
strange man, her large breasts are pushed up her
chest. He stares down at them, smiles and starts to
sway as if they are dancing to imaginary music. "God
honey, you got the best jugs ever." he whispers.
"Melons....ya. They're like.......Honey Dew Melons."
The other men quietly watch their leader .......and
wait. 

The husband watches too as his dazed, naked wife is
being hugged and given hot sloppy kisses and softly
romanced by a thug as if her husband wasn't there. But
he is there. And he feels very defeated and useless.

As the man and woman slowly and quietly dance, he
turns her around, there is a gasp, because for the
first time the gang of men notice what an awesome ass
this Soccer Mom has. Especially the way it looks, with
her wearing high heels. There is murmuring in the room
and the husband hears a man whisper, "I know what I'd
like to do to her.........look at that big, round,
beautiful ass."

Hearing the comment about her ass, the woman looks up
at the man holding her and says softly, "Can you
please go now and leave us alone and not hurt me any
more?"

"Oh noooo momma," he replies,  "we have to
stay......and we wouldn't hurt you."

"But" she pleads, "you did hurt me and you spit all
over my body."

"I'm sorry," he says, "We thought you liked it.
Remember? ........You were shaking and squealing so
much we thought you were having an orgasm and that you
wanted us to do that. But OK.......no more spitting on
the nice lady.......OK boys? "

The men respond with murmured agreements about not
spitting on her anymore.

"Now honey, I'm going to ask another man to come over
and dance with us now........OK?"

"No please." she whimpers.

"Do you like dancing?" he asks.

"Yes.......but........"

"She says yes. One of you come over here and dance
behind her......and take your clothes off! The rest of
you...........take your clothes off too."

As the men disrobe, the woman begins to sob and quiver
but the leader says, "It's going to be all right
momma, remember........no spitting.....just touching.
Right guys?"

"Yaaaaa" they respond......"just.........touching."

A naked man approaches the dancing couple and
positions himself behind the gorgeous, bare assed
Soccer mom. In her heels, her sweet ass is at the same
height as his cock, which he places right between her
ass cheeks and pulls her close to him. It disappears
between her meaty cheeks. He holds her hips firmly and
proceeds to slowly slide his cock up and down between
her crack.

She feels the hard cock and the movement between her
cheeks and she moans, "Ohhhhhhhhh........
noooooo........"

"Jesus Christ" Mutters the husband........ "Jesus
Christ."

"Now pretty lady, with the really big tits, I'm
calling another man over now and he's going to dance
with you too while I get undressed. Don't worry, it'll
be fun."

As the leader steps back to remove his clothes, a man
takes his place. He too has an immense hardon. He
lowers himself a little and guides his cock between
the woman's thighs, lifts it against her pussy, then
slowly commences to rock back and forth in a fucking
motion so his cock is rubbing right up against and
between the lips of her pussy.

There is no more swaying to imaginary music
now....just two hard cocks rubbing the private parts
of this beautiful, naked suburban mom.

"I can't see my cock." whispers the man behind her.
"Her big ass cheeks just ......envelops it. My God, I
think I could come doing it this way. "

Two other naked men come over, cocks in hand and step
into the action.
They extend their free hands and fondle her breasts as
they slowly massage their cocks. She moans and
whimpers and when her nipples are flicked and pinched,
she squeals little girl squeals and squeaks little
girl squeaks each time. The men love it when she makes
those sounds. Sounds that her husband has never heard
before.

Surrounded by four, big naked men, the husband can't
really see what they are doing to his sweet wife. But
he knows that they're bouncing her tits and he knows
when they pinch her nipples by the sounds she is
making. He knows where they have their cocks and what
they're doing with them. He knows he wants to
disappear.

"Look at that sir." he hears, as the leader sits next
to him, buck naked, on the sofa...."Just look at that
beautiful sight. A gorgeous, naked woman with jugs for
breasts, and a big ass so round and full........and
four, big, horny men servicing her.......all at the
same time. Listen.......Do you hear her?...She sounds
so sweet the way she squeals. Listen. Ain't that cute?
And the amazing thing...those men are fuckin' around
with the mother of your children. Does she make those
squealy sounds like that when you fuck her? Does she
squeal like that? You wanna get in on some of that
action? Sure you do but not till after we leave."

"When are you leaving?" the husband asks meekly.

After a pause, the leader says,"............Not for a
while sir....you just try to relax and enjoy the
show."

"My wife.....is not.....a show." sobs the husband."

"She is tonight Mr. Murphy." the leader quietly
replies. "Ok guys, that's it. Start gettin' a little
rough with this guy's pretty little wife!"

"But" pleads the husband, "you said you wouldn't hurt
her!"

"Wrong asshole, If you were listening you would have
heard me tell her we wouldn't do anything to her that
a woman isn't built for." Then the leader leans close
to the husbands' ear and whispers, "And now we're
gonna show you what your big titted wife is built for.
Just keep watching and see how good my boys can make
that sweet wife of yours feel. OK boys start working
on her those Honey Dews."

The men are happy to comply and soon the sounds of the
horrified, helpless woman fill the room as her breasts
are slapped and bounced and her nipples are pinched
and twisted.

They have their way with her gorgeous body for what
seems like an eternity. The cock between her thighs
rubs at a steady pace against her pussy lips. The cock
sliding between her ass cheeks moistens her crack. She
can feel how easily it slips up and down The men hoot
and holler each time she screams and mockingly imitate
her squeals and shrieks as she winces and quivers in
pain and humiliation.

"OK! bring her here." orders the leader, "You!" he
says to the husband, as he pulls him up from the
couch, "Take your clothes off now!" The husband
attempts a protest but is struck across his face and
obediently disrobes.

He is pushed back on the couch and is ordered to start
stroking his cock. He hollers, "No!" and immediately
feels the leaders fist crash into his face. "Stroke!" 

As he strokes his cock, it grows and he watches as his
wife is walked backwards to him and pushed down upon
his lap so his own cock is now snuggled deep between
the cheeks of her big ass. 

The womans' legs are held high by the leader, exposing
her hairy pussy. He gets down on his knees and as his
face closes in on her cunt, he orders the husband to
grab his wifes' legs and to, "Keep them gorgeous long
legs of hers spread. And I mean wide. I need a taste
of your ladys' juicy twat."

As he begins to feast, her legs flail and she screams
bloody murder. When he flicks his tongue rapidly over
her clit she bucks wildly to get away but he clamps
his teeth onto one of her pussy lips and pulls,
sending her a strong and painful message. 

She jerks her head back and forth and wails, "No! No!
I'll be good! I'll be good! No! Don't bite me! Don't
bite me!" He bites her again and says it for good
measure.

With his wife writhing on top of him, he can see over
her shoulder and down between her massive, jiggling
breasts to her cunt that now belongs to another mans'
mouth. He watches helplessly as her pussy lips are
sucked. He watches and hears his wifes' blood curdling
scream, when a tuft of her pussy hair is ripped out by
its' roots. Then another. And the man laughs and spits
the curly, dark, hair into the husbands face.

The other men gather round this odd threesome and one
of them slips a finger past the leaders mouth and into
the wifes' cunt. "OK your turn!" the leader says,
"Give her an old fashion finger fuck!" But the man is
not content with one finger. He slips in two, then
three and finally, with a great deal of effort, he
shoves his whole hand up into the ladys' little pussy.

"WHOA! the leader exclaims and laughs in amazement,
"That's great!" 

In between screams, she grunts and grunts, over and
over to the rhythm of the fist fuck she is being
forced to receive.

"Somebody get on top of this broad and show her what
her mouth is built for.", directs the man
administering the ladys' painful fist fuck. A man
quickly straddles the lady, and sticks his cock into
her screaming, grunting mouth and shuts her up. "Suck
it lady! Suck it! Suck it! Suck it!" and she sucks the
long cock as it fucks her mouth rapidly just inches
from her husbands face. 

"You're not gettin' spit on your face this time honey.
OHHHHHH! This time its CUM! ...OHHHH! cause I'm
CUMMING!!

Filling her mouth with his cum he continues to fuck it
faster and faster till she can hardly breath. She
gurgles and retches and tries not to swallow but the
cock fucking her mouth pushes the hot cum deep into
her throat. The man gives her one more spurt of his
cum and then withdraws. 

All of a sudden, a gurgling animal like scream escapes
from her mouth as the man with his fist in her cunt,
suddenly, shoves his arm into her all the way to his
elbow, pumps it in and out and screams, "OH YA! She's
built for this too!" 

He continues to fuck her with his arm, as the other
men laugh at his sick  sense of humor. And with their
cocks as hard as they've ever been, they slowly begin
to jack off into the palms of their hands.

Before the slimy, hot cum can drip out between their
fingers, they approach the poor lady and her mortified
husband and as her cunt is violently ravaged by a
thick, hairy arm, they drip their cum into her gaping,
screaming mouth. As their loads of cum pour back out
of her mouth, they gather it in their fingers and
flick it onto her husbands face.

The room is silent now, except for the sloshing sound
that still comes from between the ladys' legs as the
deep fist and arm fuck slowly comes to a halt.

As the arm is slowly pulled from her raw, gaping cunt
hole, there is only the sound of heavy breathing from
everyone in the room.

The men stare at the dazed, cum covered husband and
wife for a few moments in silence. The quiet is
finally broken when the leader says, "Let's get outta
here." 

"Ya" says one of the men, "This was a good one. We
gonna take her with us?"

The leader pauses a moment and after deciding that
this beautiful, big titted housewife was the best one
they had ever raped, he says, "Yes. We haven't fucked
her yet."

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