To: My Net Friends
From: SeeShow

Note: I received this story from someone else. He claims it is a
true account of what happened to he and his wife. I will forewarn
you now that the story includes forced sex and for those of you who
are offended by such things please read no further. The story
interests me because as you see the wife and husband eventually come
to grips with the situation! I call this -

                              SHE GETS IT GOOD

About 12 years ago, I stupidly answered the door to a guy with phony
identification from the gas company. When I left him in there were
two of his buddies on either side of the door that I had not seen
and they all came into our home. Once inside they pulled guns on my
wife and I. They made me sit on the floor behind the living room
sofa. They wrapped my wrists and legs together with duct tape.  I
was scared to death and felt like a complete wimp for not having put
up more resistance in the beginning because now I was so thoroughly
taped up I could hardly move.  To be honest about it, however,  I
was so terrified I'm not sure I could have done anything anyway. We
had been just about ready to enter our backyard pool when this
happened and we both in our bathing suits.  My wife was in a very
skimpy two piece suit that she was too modest to wear on the beach
and only wore at home.  She had obviously made a big impression on
them in her very skimpy suit with her 40DD tits barely covered. They
left her free and at the point of a gun they made her take her suit
off.  "Awesome titties sweetheart," said one of them.  "Yeah baby,
you can party with us anytime," said another.  "Good idea man," said
the third, "let's take her with us when we're through rippin' off
the place and have a little party."  I didn't know what to say.  I
felt helpless to stop them and terrified that they might actually
consider taking her with them when they left.  I was afraid that
whatever I said would encourage them further so I was silent.  When
next they made her stand there in front of us all while each of them
played with her boobs and sucked her nipples I knew that she most
likely was going to get fucked by thse guys and I realized that
there was a dark part of me that wanted it to happen.

     Before they taped me up, they stripped me too, I suppose to
make me feel more intimidated. Believe me it wasn't necessary as I
felt intimidated enough without being made to sit naked in front of
them. I could hear them taunting my wife as she led them throughout
the house to collect the jewelry, cash, and other small valuables we
had in our house.  Then I heard one say "come over here baby and was
aware of someone on the sofa behind us. He had pulled my wife onto
the sofa and was doing something to my wife, and though I couldn't
see anything I had a pretty good idea of what was going on.  I
struggled against the tape but I couldn't move.  I felt my heart
pounding.  I couldn't tell exactly what was going on.  My wife was
apparently struggling, saying no, trying to stop him.  I heard her
grunt a couple of times and then suddenly all was quiet in the house
except a rhythmic squeaking and thumping on the sofa.  With each
squeak and thump my wife uttered a short staccato "ugh."

      Next came a loud "Oh god, oh shit, oh fuck," grunted from her
assailant. "Your cunt is so fuckin' tight....Oh god, ....aahhh,
...ooohhhh," he moaned. "Squeak, ugh,  squeak, ugh, squeak, ugh,"
went the sofa and my wife. I'd never heard her make a sound like
that before.  "Squeak, ugh, squeak, ugh."  It sounded almost like
she was wincing whenever he thrust his cock into her, but it didn't
sound completely like a grunt of pain either.  It was animalistic
and primitive.  It was the sound of my failure to protect my wife
and the natural result of my failure;  the sound of another man, a
stronger and more powerful man, usurping my spousal rights.  The
sound of another man's cock inside my wife's body.  It was all these
sounds and it was the sound of the woman I loved being raped and god
help me, it was the most exciting sound I'd ever heard.  My cock was
standing straight up, hard as a rock, waving in the air for all to
see.   I didn't know it then but his cock was very large and his
cockhead was banging into her cervix sending waves of pain and
pleasure throughout her groin. "Hey man, I'm fucking your wife," he
called to me, "how do you like that?  You ever see her fuck in front
of other men?  You should man, I think she really likes it!"

     He was really pumping her by the sound of things and it excited
me terribly.  I knew these guys could see my hard cock waving in the
air and it embarrassed me, though even that shame did nothing to
diminish my excitement.  "Squeak, ugh, squeak, ugh, squeak, ugh,"
over and over again.  It sounded so hot I wanted to stroke my cock
and if my hands had been free I would have. "Squeak, ugh, squeak,
ugh, squeak, ugh," it went until I heard her utter a sudden lament
of "oh no!, oh no!, oh no!....squeak, squeak, squeak,....I....
squeak, squeak, squeak,..... ah!...squeak, squeak, squeak,  oh!....
ohhh!.... ohhhhh!, ....oh god!, oh god!, ooooohhh goddddd!!!!!,
...squeak, squeak, squeak, ....ahh!, squeak, ahh, squeak,
ahhhhhhhhhhhh!"  When I realized she was cumming my own cock shot
spurt after spurt into the air and onto the carpet without even
being touched.

     One of the guys who had been watching the whole show said,.
"God damn, you're a cold bastard, just fucking her right in front of
her poor slob husband."

     "Yeah," replied the other, why didn't we think of that?" and
they laughed in unison at my plight!

    "Jesus Christ this chick has a tight fucking cunt you guys,"
said the first guy, "and she came while I was fucking her."

     "What's your name baby," asked one of them.  "I said what's
your fucking name," he shouted when my wife didn't answer.

     "Linda," she said softly.

     "Well baby, if you liked my friend here you're gonna love
partying with me."

     It started again, squeak, squeak, squeak, another one of them
was fucking her,  but this time she wasn't grunting as he pumped his
cock into her slick box.  "You ever fuck your wife in the ass?" he
questioned, "we're gonna."  Squeak, squeak, squeak.  "Ummmm, ummmm,
baby,"  he moaned, "you really do have one tight slick pussy."
Squeak, squeak, squeak.  "That's it Linda, move your sweet cunt
around on my cock, fuck me back baby.  You keep us happy and we'll
leave your old man in one piece."

     "Come on over here and put your cock in her mouth," he called
to one of the others.  "This hot bitch needs more dick."  Squeak,
squeak, squeak. "Oh yeah Linda, you can suck some cock. Hear that
man, I've got my cock in your wife's  mouth and she's digging it.
She can't get enough man.  You got yourself a real slut here."  One
of them came around to the back of the sofa and exclaimed, "the
bitch isn't the only one came while Spike was fucking her man.  This
pervert spunked up all over the floor back here.  Banging his wife
is giving the motherfucker a hardon!"

     "We need to get out of here man,"  said one.

     "What about the bitch," asked  another, "I'm not through with
her yet"

      "Shit then, let's just take her with us and party.  You wanna
party with us Linda?  You wanna be our party girl?" "Yeah baby,"
said someone else, "I bet you never been gang-banged. You gonna love
it!" "Listen sweetcakes, if you come willingly we'll let your ol'
man in one piece here. But, if you try and resist we'll cut his
balls off." Finally my wife answered them, "OK, I'll come along,
just please don't hurt either of us!" I had never felt so proud of
my lovely wife and so ashamed at myself for not being able to take
any action to prevent her abduction. One of the other guys looked
over at me and said, "Same for you shithead," he said looking in my
direction. "If you report any of this to the police you'll not see
your little sweet wifey again."

What could I do. The gang-bang talk excited and scared me.  I didn't
want them to leave with her but there was really nothing I could do
about it. They had her gather up some of her sexiest clothing and
then they took her.  She was gone for four days. I was too scared
that they'd follow through on their threat so I did as they said and
never reported it to the police. I worried and fretted all day long
and couldn't sleep at night. And at night, in the restless dark, I
quietly masturbated imagining my wife filled with cock in every
conceivable way.  On the fifth day she showed up at the front door.

Disheveled, with cum matted hair, she reeked of cum, but she was
healthy and unbruised and her mental state was exceptionally good.
"I just want to take a long hot bath," were her very first words.
She didn't talk much about it at first.  Most of what I heard about
those four days came from the police.  ( By now I felt safe in
reporting the incident and did so.) One cop in particular seemed
anxious and enthusiastic to tell me everything he knew. He too
seemed secretly excited about the details.

She'd been cunt fucked, ass fucked, titty fucked, and mouth fucked
by these three guys and four of their friends. She'd been double and
triple penetrated.  At one point they fed her five cocks at once.
Her mouth, pussy, and ass were full and she had a cock in each hand.
They'd all come round about eight in the evening and start fucking
her.  They told her they wanted to try everything they could think
of with her while they had the chance.  Usually they wound down at
about 2 AM and everyone slept late.  Though a couple of times the
first guy who had fucked her on our sofa came to her by himself and
"made love to her" (a strange choice of words on her part I thought,
but it's how she reported it to the police) in the afternoon.

It wasn't but a couple of months later that they caught them and we
recovered most of our jewelry and other valuables - although the
little bit of cash $200 we had in the house was of course gone. My
wife however wouldn't press charges and begged me not too as well.
She dreaded the publicity. They had other burglary charges that they
faced so she felt justice would be served without us also pressing
charges. She didn't want it all dredged up again. Besides she said,
they hadn't really hurt her and it hadn't been all bad.

To my astonishment, and great pleasure I might add, she said she had
enjoyed some of it.  "Like what?, I asked her.  "Like when the one
guy balled me on the sofa. His big cock was bumping my cervix and it
hurt and felt good at the same time.  I got all turned on at the
idea of getting fucked by a stranger in front of you.  I actually
started to fuck him back after he told you that he was fucking your
wife.  I was glad you could only hear us though cause' I had wrapped
my legs around his back and I was returning his french kiss." "It
turned me on too," I replied, "but I was afraid to tell you.

I know that's not how a man is supposed to feel when his wife is
being forced into sex." Interestingly enough, my wife became very
promiscuous afterwards. I thing somehow she felt she had been
liberated sexually. And even more interestingly her new sexual
misconduct was a turn on for me. At first I was unaware of her
cheating, but I eventually caught her and she was surprised to find
out how much it excited me.  I was surprised to learn that I wasn't
the only one who masturbated remembering her forced sex incident. We
got pretty wild together after that, fed on each other's
perversions.  I became very submissive and allowed her and her
lovers to dominate me. But,that's another story and I'll pass it on
to you sometime in the near future!
