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Subject: {ASSM} THE COPS' WIFE, PART SIX (MMM+/F, IR, WIFE, PROST)
Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2003 22:10:04 -0500
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Standar Disclaimers apply. This is a work of fantasy. No actual wives 
were gangbanged in the making of this work. Be over eighteen or be gone. 


THE COPS' WIFE, PART SIX

   They followed the battered pickup truck through town, then out into 
the country. Tom could hear Amy and Tanya in the back seat, moving 
around. He stole a glance in the rearview mirror. Amy was leaning back in 
the seat, her eyes closed, breathing heavily. Tanya had her hand back 
inside Amy's shirt and was abusing her nipples, pinching and rolling them 
roughly to keep Amy on a peak of arousal. She kept whispering something 
in Amy's ear that had her moaning and whimpering with desire. 

    A few miles outside of town. The truck pulled into a driveway that 
led through a patch of woods. "Those Mexican guys are layin' carpet in 
some big fancy house out here," Dupree explained. "Guess that's not all 
they're gonna be layin'." He laughed uproariously at his own joke. 

    The driveway ended in a clearing. A large house stood in the 
clearing. It was clearly in the last stages of construction; it seemed 
complete, but the yard around it was bare earth trampled by the heavy 
equipment still parked to one side. There were sawhorses and piles of 
construction debris everywhere. The blue truck stopped next to the house 
and the seven men got out. Tom pulled the Lincoln in behind.  Amy and 
Tanya got out of the back. Tom made as if to get out too, but Dupree 
stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. 

   "Not this time, Tommy Boy," he said. "These guys might not understand 
how much you like watchin' yo' wife get fucked." He grinned. "Just stay 
in the car an' use yo' imagination." He got out, leaving tom sitting in 
the front seat. He watched Amy walk over to where the Mexican men were 
grouped on the porch. Her walk was a hip rolling  streetwalker's strut, 
the stride of a woman there to be fucked. The men were grinning as she 
reached them. One of them reached down and pulled her up onto the porch 
where she was immediately surrounded. The men wasted no time in getting 
their hands on Amy, fondling her tits and ass until she was squirming 
with lust.  In a group, they moved into the house, followed by Dupree and 
Tanya. Tanya paused at the door to wave at Tom, a sadistic smile on her 
face. 

   Tom closed his eyes and rested his head on the steering wheel. His 
mind spun, imagining what was happening and what was going to happen to 
his wife. Spurred on by Dupree and his evil blonde assistant, the men 
would use and degrade Amy without mercy. And she would enjoy it. She 
would crawl and plead and come and beg for more. An image appeared in his 
mind: Amy on their wedding day, standing in the church, radiant and 
virginal in white, with a brilliant smile on  her beautiful innocent 
face., The image was replaced by that of the groveling slut he had seen 
her become in the past few days. She probably already had a cock in her 
mouth , or her pussy, or her ass...or all of them. Finally, the suspense 
of not knowing got to be too much. Tom got out of the car, slowly, 
leaving the door cracked so as not to alert Dupree with the sound of the 
door slamming. He crept quietly to the house, up to the porch. He peeked 
in the window. 

    He was looking into what was probably  the living room or den. The 
room was unfurnished, with carpet rolls and drop cloths scattered at 
random. The men from the truck were standing around the room, drinking 
beer from cans. One of the men was in the center of the room, lying on 
his back on the floor, naked. Amy was squatting over his hips. She was 
naked as well her fair skin contrasting with that of the man below her. 
His big cock was  buried in deep in Amy's cunt. Her  head was thrown 
back, her long curly brown hair spilling behind her almost to the man's 
legs as she moved up and down on the big shaft. Her eyes were closed, and  
her hands kneaded and pulled roughly at her big tits. She was moaning and 
gasping in pleasure. As Tom watched, the man beneath her began fucking up 
into Amy's cunt harder and faster. She matched him, shoving herself up 
and  down harder on the cock splitting her. Tom couldn't hear her, but he 
could see her lips moving and he could tell what she was saying. Yes, 
yes, fuck me... His hips were a blur of motion and Tom could see Amy's 
body quivering and trembling as she reached for orgasm. The men were 
laughing and jeering at her, but it only seemed to spur her to ride that 
cock harder.  Her mouth gaped open and he could hear her screaming as she 
came on the stranger's cock  she was fucking.  As the man below her 
reached up and shoved her hands away so he could squeeze and maul her big 
white tits in his dark hands,  she seemed to come again. Judging from the 
man's rapid jerky hip movement, he was coming, too. Amy gave a final 
scream and collapsed over him. She lay limply on his chest for a moment 
until he rolled her off so that she landed on her back on the floor. 

   Amy raised her head and looked at the men around her, spreading her 
legs in obscene invitation.  She reached between her legs and massaged 
her pussy, offering it to the crowd . Another man immediately knelt  
between her legs and shoving himself into her. She wrapped her arms and 
legs around him and began fucking back vigorously, her lush hips pumping 
against his. In moments, Tom could faintly hear her  screaming in orgasm 
again. The man continued to pound her, and she quickly picked up the 
rhythm again. Soon, the man pulled out and moved up over Amy's body until 
his prick was in her face. She sucked him into her mouth eagerly, moving 
her lips up and down his cock. Another man got between her thighs and 
began pounding her with her legs braced over his shoulders. With her 
mouth and cunt both filled with cock, it wasn't long before her body was 
quaking and quivering with another orgasm. The man in her mouth pulled 
out and began coming on her panting face, spurting long streams of his 
jism over her lips and cheeks. Tom saw Amy smile and began rubbing his 
come in, massaging it into her skin while she looked up at the stranger 
who had just come in her face. She ran her tongue over her lips and made 
nasty kissing motions up at him. She extended her tongue to lick the last 
few drops of sperm off his cock. 

    When she had licked him clean, the man got off her, and she raised 
her head to look at the man fucking her. Tom couldn't make out the words, 
but she was clearly begging and pleading to be fucked harder. The man 
complied until it seemed  as if his brutal strokes would pound her 
straight through the  floor. She was matching him stroke for stroke 
however, her hips moving in short jerks. Her head rolled from side to 
side in bliss,  and her orgasmic cries reached Tom once again. The man 
fucking her yelled too as he came in her clutching pussy. 

     The next man rolled her over onto her hands and knees. He was bigger 
than the other men, with a larger, thicker cock. Amy's  head was facing 
towards Tom now, but her eyes were closed as she raised her hips up, 
offering herself lewdly to the man who knelt behind her. Her hair fell 
across her face, but Tom could see her grimace of pain as he forced his 
way into her cunt. In moments, however, it was replaced by a slack-jawed 
look of sheer pleasure as he began fucking her. Tom could see her lips 
moving. I love it, she seemed to be saying, I love it...it's so big...  
The man raised a big hand and smacked Amy on the asscheek, hard. She 
cried out, but she began thrusting back harder against him. He struck her 
again. And again. She began sobbing with pain and ecstasy while he 
spanked her rapidly pumping ass. He picked up speed, slamming into her 
over and over like a pile driver. Her mouth gaped soundlessly; she was 
coming too hard to even scream now. The orgasms shook her body over and 
over, the sweat and tears running down her face to join the sperm already 
glistening there. 

   Tom saw the hulking figure of Marcus Dupree walk over to Amy. He bent 
down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up as he bent down to 
say something to her. Her eyes widened in fear and she shook her head no, 
looking up at him miserably, He shook her roughly by the hair and spoke 
more insistently. She was crying now, but she looked back over her 
shoulder and said something to the man fucking her. A grin split his dark 
face as he slowly pulled out. He moved up slightly. Tom could tell she 
was about to be fucked in the ass. He reached down and began stroking his 
cock. 

   The man behind Amy began pressing forward and Amy's back arched in 
agony. She screamed in pain and Dupree slapped her in the face. She 
looked up at the black pimp, begging and pleading for mercy. Her reward 
was another harsh slap,  which brought a gale of laughter from the men.   
The man behind Amy was relentless, moving his hips in short, brutal 
strokes as he worked his huge cock into her unlubed ass. She collapsed 
forwards on her elbows, sobbing, but Dupree yanked her back up by the 
hair and shouted something at her. She closed her eyes and gritted her 
teeth, trying to endure out the pain she could not escape. 

    Finally, the man was all the way in her and he began fucking her with 
long hard strokes. Amy shrieked each time the man forced himself into 
her, her eyes open and unseeing in her agony. Soon, though, she began to 
respond. Her screams turned to short cries, then to grunts of pleasure as 
her obscenely stretched asshole accustomed itself to the cock that 
ravaged her. She began to move back against him, grinding her hips in a 
circular motion.  Her eyes were open again, glazed with lust this time. 
She had reached the plateau where pleasure and pain were 
indistinguishable, and her body quivered in what appeared to be constant 
orgasm.  

    Another man moved in and  lay on the floor on his back in front of 
her, his cock sticking straight up in the air. Amy moved forwards, the 
man behind her moving with her awkwardly, and slid her cunt down on his 
cock. With both her pussy and ass stuffed full of dick,  Amy went wild, 
bucking and twisting, her hair whipping around her face as she fucked the 
two men like a wild  animal.  Her cries blended with those of the two 
Mexicans as they all came together. 

   As soon as they pulled out  two more men took their place,  the two 
older men who had been sitting up front. They made Amy kneel in front of 
them. She sucked both their cocks, alternating between them, one in her 
mouth, one in her hand. Then  men were rough with her, slapping her face 
with their cocks and pulling her hair viciously. Amy took the punishment 
and continued pleasuring them, sucking each cock down to the root . Then 
one of the men lay down on his back. Smiling sluttishly, Amy straddled 
him, her face lighting up with pleasure as he slid up into her. The other 
man took up position behind her, forcing his cock into her well-stretched 
ass. Again, Amy seemed to go insane with pleasure, writhing and squirming 
on the double pronged invasion, crying and sobbing with orgasmic bliss. 

    When they were done, they pulled out of Amy's violated body and left 
her lying there on the floor, half conscious. Tom realized that all the 
men had gotten off with his wife; this "job" was over. He ran back to the 
car and got in the driver's seat so that his wife's pimp wouldn't know he 
had been watching. His hard-on throbbed in his pants, unsatisfied. 

   In a few minutes Amy came out, between Dupree and Tanya. She was 
staggering like a drunk. Her was tangled and disheveled, and the 
workshirt she wore tied under her breasts was torn and soiled.  When they 
got to the car, it was Tanya who got in front with Tom. Amy and Dupree 
climbed into the back. 

   Tanya smiled brightly at Tom. "That was great," she said as he started 
the car.  "Your wife fucked like a total slut, Tom. She drained all those 
dicks. If they hadn't had to go back to work, she'd have fucked and 
sucked them all afternoon." 

   "I jus' wish we'd had the video camera," Dupree said. 

    "Next time," Tanya promised.  "Oh, by the way, Tom," she said. "I 
know you were watching." 

      Tom felt his blood go cold. "I don't..I mean..." 

      "What?" Dupree said. "I thought I tole you..." 

       "You did, Daddy," Tanya purred. "But Tom here just couldn't 
resist. I saw him standing ion the window. He just couldn't help watching 
his wife get fucked. Look, his dick is still hard." She dropped her hand 
into his lap and squeezed brutally. Tom yelped and almost drove off the 
road.. 

    "Damn," Dupree said. `Don't make us have an accident, bitch!" 

     "Sorry, Daddy," Tanya said. "But I think Tom needs to be punished." 
she smiled. "And I have an idea how to do it."

To be continued... 

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