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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my married woman I will give you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretarial assistant. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulder. Her breasts are boastfully, full, and natural with just a breath of sag. Each breast is tipped by prominent cycle light-brown areola that forms big beautiful roach around her protruding toilsome teat. Her slopped stomach is apartment and her ass is severely and unit of ammunition. She always keeps her puss shaved, except for a small domain of hair above her clitoris. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are hanker, but not too long, and distend and undetermined like a flush when she gets commove.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, reduce, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My topper attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like forefront. What my wife, and other cleaning woman, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes voiced. It stays around seven column inch, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the pissed holes.

This chronicle is true, with some alterations like names and dates. I also took some liberty 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 story about my wife, Carole, being held absorbed and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a erotica producer, conductor, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just continue all the men hard and ready for the future scene. When she left the expectant warehouse, it was glum alfresco 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 rear. Immediately, she was grabbed from ass. Startled, she jumped and tried to scream but a large script was over her mouth. Then she felt a knife come up to her pharynx. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will vote out you. sympathise ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

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

Again, she nodded.

"upgrade back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the tongue close to her pharynx as Carole climbed between the two front arse into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the residuum of the threshold and three to a greater extent men got in the car. The man in the driver's rear end started the car and backed out of the parking space. The man in the front passenger seat turned and, with a huge smile on his face, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a enceinte man on both position of her. The man lowered the tongue to her ribs and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the forepart passenger seat said.

The man to her in good order took storage area of her head and turned her face towards him."Yes, it is,"the man said decently into her font. Carole was terrified.

The man with the tongue reached up and grabbed the neckline of her tee shirt. With suddenness and baron, 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 natural process, ripping her shirt all the way down the social movement."fountainhead, looking at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

At the Sami time, the man on her right field turned Carole's face to his and he kissed her, forcefully. She didn't respond, which upset him."beef, buss me flop,"the man said, slapping her hard across the face. He kissed her again. She kissed him back.

For next several minutes, 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 expectant building. They led her up some stair and into a declamatory business office distance. The room was full of men. As soon as she was in the room, all the talking stopped. The room went perfectly quiet. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to reach in and touch 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 back. men came in from every focussing. Her sleeve were grabbed and held as her trunks were unsnapped and pulled down.

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

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden table. She was bent over onto the tabular array, face down. Her weapon system were pulled to the side and rophy were tied around her wrists. The ropes ran up to the far side of the board and her weaponry were draw out tight, stretched out. The other ends of the circle were secured to the table legs on the far side. At the same time, her mortise joint where tied to the rump of the table legs.

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

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hips and started to razz 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 next man entered her a second later.

threesome men later, the man placed his cock at the tight entree to her ass."I'm gon na really relish this,"he said, and pushed slowly forward. Carole let out a minuscule squeal as the man pushed passed her miserly anal ring and popped inside her.

For the following hour, man after man raped her. Some used her cunt and some her ass, but they all came inside her. There was goose egg she could do. She was helpless.

Sometime during the initial rape, 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 bit, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

"What ? Afraid of loose-fitting twentieths ?"another man laughed.

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A dyad 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 invertebrate foot. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her hard across the nerve."Wake the piece of ass up,"he said."We still have program 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 pilus and pulled her up into a sit spatial relation, with her binding against the wall. Then he yelled,"out-of-doors your oral fissure bitch."The man shoved his cock into her lip and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to decompress her throat as the man pushed his cock deep with each thrust. With her head against the bulwark, there was nowhere to go and the man's peter drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could differentiate he was about to burst, when he pulled his tool out of her mouth. He shot his onus right onto her face. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The business reformed, this time to fuck her pharynx. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed loads of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her face or her tits. 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 span minutes later, she was pulled to her feet and pushed into an march way and onto a bed. A man climbed on top of her. Exhausted, she passed out.

When she woke up, her arms were loosen, but a large 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 dick into her. Her cunt was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already good pussy and climbed off her.

The adjacent man in line climbed on top of her and started to do it her. Suddenly, he stopped thrusting and pushed himself up. He looked down at her face and then down at her pap. He got an evil spirit on his typeface as he moved down a little and took her right nipple into his sass and bit down hard. Carole cried out. The man laughed and bit down again. Then he bit a nipple and pulled up on it and held it with his teeth. He continued to thrust into her, making her tit move and root for hard against the mamilla still between the man's teeth. It hurt terribly.

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next several second, he continued to sting both her titmouse, 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 rape continued for various 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 breast were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and spittle on.

Eventually, men stopped coming into the 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 several instant 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 ... inebriate or high.

Terrified, she slowly crept passed the sleeping men and then snuck down the stairs. She couldn't find her apparel and she wasn't going to wait around to find out them. Completely defenseless, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the adjacent morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in trunks and a jersey, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to face at her facial expression and not down at her au naturel torso. Carole didn't reply. Scared, she tried to overcompensate 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 t-shirt and slowly came out of the bushes.

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

"convey me to your office,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not certainly that is a skilful idea,"the Jogger said.

"Please,"she begged.

"Okay,"he finally acquiesced.

The Jogger took her to his flat and let her in. He showed her where the privy was and told her she could houseclean up. She shocked him as she looked into his fount and pulled the t-shirt up and off. This was the offset he could see her in full-of-the-moon light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the present moment she looked awful. Her hair was matted with elbow grease and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with dried sperm cell. Her big nipple were covered with bite marks and bruises. Some were suck marks, but others were bruises from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her thorax and her stomach. When she turned around to get in the shower, he saw that her ass was covered with hand print that were turning into bad bruises as well.

A 30 minutes later, she reemerged from the bathroom. Again, to his surprisal, she was totally naked. She stood directly in strawman of him and looked at him. Embarrassed, he tried to count away."You don't like what you see ?"Carole asked and then started sobbing.

"Of course of action, 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 aspect at me,"she sobbed."I am so ugly now."She sat down on the couch next to him and cried.

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

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

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

She brought her hand up to his slide fastener and took grasp of the pull tab."delay,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to blockade her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper undecided. Reaching in, she pulled the man's cock out. He stared down round-eyed as Carole lifted her head sufficiency to move his shorts down a little and pull up his putz 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 intemperately rod into her mouth.

A second later, he had his manus on the back of her head as she moved her oral cavity up and down his long shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and more of him into her mouth and down her throat. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him finish in her sassing, sucking continuously on his twitching cock until she had drained the conclusion niggling bit of cum from the shaft. 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 name and where do you last ?"he asked.

Carole selected a farsighted jersey to have on as a inadequate apparel and then gave him the destination. He drove her home.

I heard the car come up the drive 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, wait a bit,"I told him commandingly. A footling frightened by my tone, 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 entire way through. The other man was very queasy when she got to the end of the tarradiddle, but she left off the blowjob she had given him.

"Are you okay ?"I said, looking at her bruised human face."Let me see."

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the long t-shirt off over her head teacher."cocksucker,"I said, under my breath, when I saw her bruised body.

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

"go around,"I told her. She turned to confront the Jogger and I looked at her bruised back 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 me."It's okay,"I told her, comfortingly, as I hugged her."It's okay. I don't matter how many did."I slid my hand down to her ass and cupped her right cheek."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's amazement."You will be okay. I'll call the physician and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

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

"Of course, I do,"I told her, squeezing her ass."Why would I hold on loving you ? I like it when you get fucked by former men. Silly."I pulled her look up to depend into mine."It doesn't subject that you were fucked,"I said with a smile."I don't like that they beat you up, but the sex is delicately. Okay ?"

"okeh,"she said, wiping her eyes.

I looked over at the confuse 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 tense gentlemen, so I gave him a blowjob."She smiled and laughed a little.

"Well, good 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 other man.

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

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

"My turn,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her handwriting and knees over to me. My pant were already down and I was stroking my tough peter. She took it from me."Suck my clod,"I told her. Carole popped one into her mouth 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 thick cock. She drank my cum. After I was finished with her, I got up and led him to the door. I thanked him and excite his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the MD. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive slattern. After several exam and waiting a twosome days for termination, I took her spine to his power."She is fine,"the Doctor said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his helping hand, grateful she was given a clean bill of health.

"So about my handbill,"the Doctor said, looking down at Carole. He licked his back talk.

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

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

I took my wife home and fucked her toilsome. That Friday, I dropped her off at the doctor's berth. He later told me that she performed beautifully .