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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will establish you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a escritoire. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long duncical brown hair that flows down below her articulatio humeri. Her breasts are large, good, and raw with just a mite of sag. Each breast is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful rophy around her protruding hard teat. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is severe and round of golf. She always keeps her slit shaved, except for a minuscule area of hair above her clitoris. Her kitty back talk are equally amazing. They are farseeing, but not too long, and distend and unresolved like a flower when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, mediocre looking guy, but I always keep myself in near embodiment. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inch long and am very thick, all the way to the bulgy mushroom-like head. What my married woman, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to bottom all but the tightest hole.

This account is true, with some alterations like names and particular date. I also took some familiarity to combine some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this news report has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

This is a account about my wife, Carole, being held engrossed and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a pornography producer, director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep back all the men hard and ready for the next scene. When she left the great warehouse, it was moody outside and she had parked her car across the parking lot where the lighting was bad.

She unlocked the car door and climbed into the driver's seat. Immediately, she was grabbed from bottom. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a large hand was over her mouth. Then she felt a tongue come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will belt down you. Understand ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

"Good. Do what I tell you to do or I will cut your throat. Understand ?"

Again, she nodded.

"Climb back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the knife close to her throat as Carole climbed between the two front seats into the spinal column. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the threshold and three to a greater extent men got in the car. The man in the device driver's seat started the car and backed out of the parking outer space. The man in the social movement rider ass turned and, with a huge grinning on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the midriff of the backseat with a large man on both English of her. The man lowered the knife to her ribs and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front passenger seat said.

The man to her right took hold of her headland and turned her face towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said mightily into her face. Carole was terrified.

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With precipitance and power, he yanked down on the shirt, ripping it down the front.

Carole was not wearing a bra, so when the shirt was ripped, her tits bounced. The man yanked down again, completing the activeness, ripping her shirt all the way down the front."Well, facial expression at these fucking bag,"the man said."They are as overnice as I thought."

At the same fourth dimension, the man on her right turned Carole's font to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."kick, kiss me right,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next respective proceedings, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. Carole didn't have any choice but to let them do whatever they wanted.

She didn't know where they were when they finally parked the car. The men pulled her out and pushed her into a large building. They led her up some stair and into a vauntingly authority place. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The elbow room went numb placidity. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one rundle. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to accomplish in and tint her.

As one man lifted his hand up and grabbed her right tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her cover. hands came in from every charge. Her arms were grabbed and held as her shorts were unsnapped and pulled down.

Now naked, she was pushed back and forth in the midsection of the group of men. Someone slapped her ass and she spun around. Then another man slapped her ass. She spun around again. Then a man slapped her redress across the tits. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to brood herself from the contumely, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and breast were targeted, but then mortal slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a tough wooden table. She was bent over onto the board, face down. Her arms were pulled to the incline and ropes were tied around her wrists. The ropes ran up to the far slope of the tabular array and her limb were commit loaded, stretched out. The early ends of the ropes were secured to the table legs on the far English. At the same time, her articulatio talocruralis where tied to the bottom of the tabular array legs.

Bent over the table and securely bound, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely spread and exposed. She looked back to see that the men were all peel. The first off naked man was walking up behind her. The let out a tacky gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her pelvic girdle and started to rag her. It didn't take him long before he came inside her. When he pulled out of her, he slapped her ass and laughed. The adjacent man entered her a 2nd later.

III men later, the man placed his pecker at the tight entering to her ass."I'm gon na really enjoy this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a little squeal as the man pushed passed her tight anal ring and popped inside her.

For the adjacent hour, man after man raped her. Some used her pussy and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was nothing she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial violation, more men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pants and joined the line. When one man got up to her for his turn, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

"What ? Afraid of waterlogged twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"Thomas More like thirtieths,"said another.

"Oh, hell, I guess it doesn't matter,"the man behind her said, ramming his prick up her ass.

A yoke hours later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her arms, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her ankles and pulled her up onto her foundation. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her voiceless across the face."Wake the fuck up,"he said."We still have programme for you."He pushed her over against a wall. When he let go of her, she fell to the floor.

The man grabbed her by the haircloth and pulled her up into a seated position, with her backrest against the wall. Then he yelled,"surface your mouth bitch."The man shoved his cock into her mouth and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to slow down her pharynx as the man pushed his pecker deep with each thrust. With her head against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's stopcock drove roughly down her pharynx with each violent stab.

Carole could severalise he was about to burst, when he pulled his cock out of her rima oris. He shot his load right onto her human face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The business reformed, this time to get laid her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed lots of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her face or her mammilla. Dried cum was caked all over her and fresh cum ran down her face and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

A couple minutes later, she was pulled to her pes and pushed into an adjoining room and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her limb were untie, but a heavy smelly man was on top of her fucking her. The man grunted as he came inside her and then got up.

Another man climbed onto the bed, replacing him. She winched as the man pushed his putz into her. Her pussy was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm cell to her already fully pussy and climbed off her.

The adjacent man in line climbed on top of her and started to know her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her typeface and then down at her tits. He got an vicious tone on his face as he moved down a little and took her right nipple into his mouth and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a tit and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to throw into her, making her tit move and pull hard against the nipple still between the man's tooth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the side by side several hour, he continued to prick both her mamilla, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the same to her. She cried as they bit into her tit flesh, but they were relentless.

Carole's assault continued for several more hours. Some of the men turned her over and ass-raped her. Some of the men fucked her doggy-style. Some of the men double-teamed her, one in the pussy and one in the ass. Her ass was spanked. Her pap were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and spit on.

Eventually, men stopped coming into the elbow room she was in and she was left all alone. When she realized no more men were in the room with her, she listened intently for various hour before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that to the highest degree of the men had left and that the ones still there were all passed out ... drunk or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn't find her clothes and she wasn't going to expect around to find them. Completely naked, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a little Park. She fell asleep.

Early the next sunrise, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shorts and a tee shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to look at her nerve and not down at her naked consistence. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to spread over herself and stood up.

The man moved up closer to her. Carole moved back away from him, still scared and confused."It's okay,"the man said, taking his shirt off."Here,"he said, handing it to her."Put this on."Carole put on the jersey and slowly came out of the bushes.

"seminal fluid on, let's get you out of here,"the Jogger said. He escorted her back to his car."We should call the police,"he said. Carole didn't say anything, but shook her head, ‘ no.'The Jogger tried to persuade her, but she just declined each time."Where should I engage you ?"he asked in the car.

"learn me to your place,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not for certain that is a goodness melodic theme,"the Jogger said.

"Please,"she begged.

"okeh,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his apartment and let her in. He showed her where the bathroom was and told her she could scavenge up. She shocked him as she looked into his face and pulled the t-shirt up and off. This was the outset he could see her in full light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the moment she looked horrendous. Her hair was matted with perspiration and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dry out sperm. Her big tits were covered with bite Saint Mark and contusion. Some were suck marks, but others were contusion from the brutal slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her pectus and her belly. When she turned around to get in the exhibitioner, he saw that her ass was covered with hand prints that were turning into bad contusion as well.

A half-hour later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprise, she was totally naked. She stood directly in figurehead of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to look away."You don't like what you see ?"Carole asked and then started sobbing.

"Of trend, I do,"he replied, confused."But you are married,"he said lamely,"and you have just been abused and hurt."

"But you can't even looking at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the frame adjacent to him and cried.

Not knowing what to do, the Jogger put his arm over her articulatio humeri. She leaned into him. After several minutes, her breathlessness dwindled. Exhausted, she laid down on his lap and fell asleep.

It was difficult for the man. Here was this sexy naked womanhood laying with her head in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't assistant but flavor at her nakedness. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to touch her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

She moved slightly. Her head came to rest directly on top of his dick. It twitched and started to harden. He couldn't plosive speech sound it. Carole woke up and could feel it move. She rolled her school principal and looked up at his face. She smiled. They both knew he had a raging hard-on.

She brought her deal up to his zipper and took hold of the pull tab."hold,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to stop her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zip open. Reaching in, she pulled the man's cock out. He stared down dewy-eyed as Carole lifted her chief sufficiency to go his shorts down a little and pull his peter out completely. She smiled back up at him. Then she licked it.

"Oh, God,"he gasped. Carole rolled further over and took the man's hard rod into her mouth.

A minute later, he had his mitt on the book binding of her headspring as she moved her rima oris up and down his long diaphysis."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more than and Sir Thomas More of him into her backtalk and down her throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him end up in her mouth, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the death slight bit of cum from the lance. Then she sat up next to him.

"Can you take me home, now ?"she asked him.

The man just looked at her and laughed."Sure,"he said."What's your figure and where do you go ?"he asked.

Carole selected a retentive jersey to wear as a short dress and then gave him the name and address. He drove her home.

I heard the car descend up the driveway and met them at the door."Where have you been ? I was worried ?"I said, hugging my wife. I looked at the man with her."come on in,"I said."What happened ?"I asked Carole again.

The Jogger followed us nervously into the living room."I should go now,"the man said.

"No, hold back a minute,"I told him commandingly. A little frightened by my look, he stopped and just stood there.

"Come in and sit down,"I told them both. I sat Carole on the lounge next to me and the man in one of the other chairman."What happened ?"I repeated.

Carole told us the story. She sobbed the full way through. The early man was very nervous when she got to the end of the story, but she left off the blowjob she had given him.

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her spite expression."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the foresighted t-shirt off over her promontory."mother fucker,"I said, under my breath, when I saw her bruised body.

The Jogger looked ball over. He was confused and astonished that I just told my wife to get naked in front of him.

"bit around,"I told her. She turned to face the Jogger and I looked at her bruised cover and ass."They really worked you over,"I said."How many men had sex with you ?"I asked.

"I don't know,"she said and started to cry.

I stood and turned her back around to face up me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's OK. I don't matter how many did."I slid my helping hand down to her ass and cupped her ripe cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the former man's amazement."You will be ok. I'll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

She started to slow her rallying cry."You still love me ?"she asked.

"Of line, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I stop loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by other men. Silly."I pulled her human face up to front into mine."It doesn't matter that you were fucked,"I said with a smile."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is o.k.. okeh ?"

"Okay,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the confused man."You fuck her too ?"I asked him."It's okay if you did. Just curious."

"No,"Carole answered for him."He was the perfect gentlemen, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"fountainhead, well for you,"I told her, smiling back at her."So, why don't you do that again before he leaves ?"

"okay,"she said. She turned and walked over to the early man.

He watched in astonishment as she obediently got down on her knees in front of him. She reached up and unzipped his pants. Then she looked up into his eyes as she took his ragging laborious tool out his pants and kissed the head. He stared into her center as she started licking up and down the shaft. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his cock into her mouth and started sucking.

Carole gave him an outstanding cock sucking that ended with him exploding into her mouth. She made a big business deal out of swallowing his load and then smiling back up at him."I really like the way your cum taste perception,"she told him.

"My bit,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her hands and knees over to me. My pants were already down and I was stroking my severely cock. She took it from me."Suck my balls,"I told her. Carole popped one into her rima oris and rolled it around with her tongue as she continued to stroke me with her hand.

The other man stayed and watched as she deep-throated my long loggerheaded peter. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the door. I thanked him and stimulate his hand.

The future day, I took her to see the doc. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive slattern. After several mental test and waiting a couple days for results, I took her back to his post."She is exquisitely,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his mitt, thankful she was given a clean banker's bill of health.

"So about my bill,"the medico said, looking down at Carole. He licked his rim.

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

"Agreed,"I said."Bring her to you Friday after work."

I took my married woman home and fucked her operose. That Friday, I dropped her off at the Doctor's business office. He later told me that she performed beautifully .