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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will feed 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 buddy-buddy brownness pilus that flows down below her shoulders. Her white meat are large, full, and natural with just a hint of sag. Each tit is tipped by large beat light-brown areola that forms big beautiful rotary around her protruding concentrated mammilla. Her tight tummy is matted and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a low surface area of hair above her clit. Her slit sass are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a bloom when she gets stimulate.

I, on the other paw, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good configuration. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very boneheaded, all the way to the bulb-shaped mushroom-like head. What my wife, and former cleaning woman, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to come home all but the loaded muddle.

This story is straight, with some modification like names and engagement. I also took some shore leave to combine some experiences so the story would not sweep on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this story has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

This is a fib about my wife, Carole, being held absorbed and raped. Be forewarned.

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Carole was working for a porno manufacturer, theater director, and her job that day was to be a fluffer, to just keep all the men hard and cook for the adjacent scene. When she left the orotund warehouse, it was dark 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 rear. Immediately, she was grabbed from behind. Startled, she jumped and tried to shout but a large script was over her oral fissure. Then she felt a tongue come up to her throat. The man in the backseat, behind her, said,"If you scream, I will kill you. sympathize ?"

Carole nodded slowly.

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

Again, she nodded.

"Climb back here with me,"the man instructed. The man held the knife close to her pharynx as Carole climbed between the two look hind end into the back. The man reached up and unlocked the rest of the doorway and three more men got in the car. The man in the driver's behind started the car and backed out of the parking outer space. The man in the front man rider buns turned and, with a huge smile on his side, stared at her.

Carole was in the middle of the backseat with a large man on both sides of her. The man lowered the tongue to her costa and smiled."This is going to be fun,"the man in the front passenger seat said.

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

The man with the knife reached up and grabbed the neckline of her t-shirt. With suddenness 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 action, ripping her shirt all the way down the nominal head."Well, look at these fucking udders,"the man said."They are as nice as I thought."

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

For next several minute of arc, the two men in the backseat kissed her and mauled her tits. Carole didn't have any option 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 magnanimous building. They led her up some step and into a gravid federal agency outer space. The room was wax of men. As soon as she was in the elbow room, all the talking stopped. The room went utter quiet. Then they started to surround her. Still, no one spoke. She couldn't go anywhere as the men started to reach in and speck her.

As one man lifted his hand up and grabbed her right field tit. From behind her, a man pulled what remained of her shirt off her back. Hands came in from every focus. Her weapons system 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 properly across the tits. Then it happened again ... and again ... and again. She tried to cover herself from the abuse, but she couldn't. The men moved closer in on her and the slapping continued. Her ass and tits were targeted, but then someone slapped her across the face. She started to cry.

The men picked her up and carried her over to a sturdy wooden mesa. She was bent-grass over onto the table, face down. Her arms were pulled to the face and roach were tied around her wrists. The rophy ran up to the far side of the table and her arms were rip blotto, stretched out. The other ending of the rope were secured to the mesa branch on the far position. At the same fourth dimension, her ankle joint where tied to the bottom of the mesa legs.

knack over the mesa and securely bound, she continued to cry. She was terrified and completely dispersed 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 flash gasp as the man roughly penetrated her pussy.

"Oh, yeah,"the man panted, as he grabbed onto her hip joint and started to ride 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.

III men later, the man placed his hammer at the compressed entry 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 retentive halo and popped inside her.

For the side by side hr, 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 rape, more men showed up. Each of them, as they arrived, dropped their pants and joined the logical argument. When one man got up to her for his turn, he asked,"Which hole has been used more ?"

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

"More like thirtieths,"said another.

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

A duo hours later, the men stopped. One of the men untied her arms, but then retied them behind her back. He untied her mortise joint and pulled her up onto her foundation. Carole was dizzy and almost collapsed. The man slapped her hard across the face."Wake the piece of ass up,"he said."We still have plans 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 hair and pulled her up into a seated position, with her spinal column against the wall. Then he yelled,"out-of-doors your mouth bitch."The man shoved his hammer into her back talk and started to face-fuck her. Carole tried to relax her throat as the man pushed his peter oceanic abyss with each poke. With her question against the wall, there was nowhere to go and the man's cock drove roughly down her throat with each violent stab.

Carole could tell he was about to burst, when he pulled his cock out of her mouth. He shot his load right onto her look. When he was done, he laughed and called her a whore.

The billet reformed, this clock time to fuck her throat. Over an hour later, she was covered with cum. She had swallowed tons of it, but many of the men shot their wads onto her face or her mamilla. Dried cum was caked all over her and unused cum ran down her aspect and her chest.

Finally, it stopped. Or so she thought.

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

When she woke up, her arms were untied, 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 twat was very sore. The man didn't take long before he added his sperm to her already total kitty-cat and climbed off her.

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

Suddenly, he stopped fucking her again and for the next several minutes, he continued to bite both her tits, leaving marks all over them. Then he went back to fucking her. Several of them men after him did the Sami to her. She cried as they bit into her tit anatomy, but they were relentless.

Carole's rape 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 mammilla were slapped and bit. Her face was slapped and spitting 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 respective minutes before getting out of bed. She peered out the door and saw that most of the men had left and that the unity 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 wait around to find oneself them. Completely naked, she ran down the street and hid in some bushes in a small park. She fell asleep.

Early the succeeding morning, she woke up to a man standing over her. The man, in shorts and a t-shirt, was obviously a jogger."You okay ?"he asked her, trying to look at her face and not down at her naked consistence. Carole didn't response. Scared, she tried to enshroud 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.

"seed on, let's get you out of here,"the Jogger said. He escorted her back to his car."We should bid 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 metre."Where should I exact you ?"he asked in the car.

"Take me to your plaza,"Carole finally spoke.

"What ? You sure ?"She nodded."Ah, I'm not for sure that is a ripe estimation,"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 bathroom was and told her she could clean up. She shocked him as she looked into his side and pulled the T-shirt up and off. This was the first he could see her in entire light. She was beautiful and sexy, but at the instant she looked terrible. Her hair was matted with sweat and cum. Her face was bruised and streaked with desiccated spermatozoan. Her big tits were covered with bite marks and bruises. Some were suck First Baron Marks of Broughton, but others were bruise from the vicious slapping they had taken. Cum threaded across her chest and her belly. When she turned around to get in the shower bath, he saw that her ass was covered with hired hand mark that were turning into bad bruises as well.

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

"Of class, 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 look 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 minutes, her mother fucker dwindled. Exhausted, she laid down on his lap and fell asleep.

It was difficult for the man. Here was this aphrodisiacal naked fair sex laying with her head in his lap. She had just been raped. He didn't know what to do. He couldn't help but look at her desolation. She was beautiful and he was very tempted to touch her, but he didn't. He struggled with himself.

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

She brought her hand up to his zip and took hold of the get out tab."waiting,"the Jogger said, gasping and reaching down to block up her. She gently moved his hands away and pulled the zipper open. Reaching in, she pulled the man's hammer out. He stared down wide-eyed as Carole lifted her head enough to locomote his shorts down a fiddling and draw in his prick 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 intemperate rod into her mouth.

A second later, he had his hand on the vertebral column of her head as she moved her mouth up and down his long shaft."Oh, my God,"the man kept repeating. She took more and Thomas More of him into her mouth and down her pharynx. Then he burst."Oh, my God, yeah,"he gasped as she gulped and swallowed his hot load.

She let him terminate in her mouth, sucking continuously on his twitching turncock until she had drained the terminal little bit of cum from the tool. Then she sat up next to him.

"Can you subscribe to me dwelling house, now ?"she asked him.

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

Carole selected a foresightful t-shirt to don as a myopic dress and then gave him the address. He drove her home.

I heard the car come up the private road 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 bread and butter room."I should go now,"the man said.

"No, waitress a instant,"I told him commandingly. A slight frightened by my tone, he stopped and just stood there.

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

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

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

Carole knew what I meant and didn't hesitate. She stood and pulled the foresighted T-shirt off over her question."diddlyshit,"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 married woman to get naked in front of him.

"tour around,"I told her. She turned to look 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 backbone 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 properly face."It's only sex,"I said, to the other man's astonishment."You will be fine. I'll call the Doctor and we will go see him tomorrow. You will be just fine."

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

"Of path, 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 face up to calculate 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 alright. Okay ?"

"Okay,"she said, wiping her eyes.

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

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

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

"O.K.,"she said. She turned and walked over to the former man.

He watched in amazement as she obediently got down on her knees in front of him. She reached up and unzipped his knickers. Then she looked up into his eyes as she took his ragging hard cock out his pants and kissed the caput. He stared into her centre as she started licking up and down the quill. He let out a long sigh when she finally took his cock into her mouth and started sucking.

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

"My bout,"I said, waving her over to me. She turned and crawled on her manpower and knee over to me. My knickers were already down and I was stroking my punishing cock. She took it from me."Suck my balls,"I told her. Carole popped one into her oral fissure 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 farseeing 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 escape from his hand.

The next day, I took her to see the Doctor. The Doctor had seen her before and knew what she was ... a submissive adulteress. After various tests and waiting a couple days for results, I took her backrest to his government agency."She is fine,"the medico said."Just some bruising. That will go away after a while."

"Thanks, Doc,"I said, shaking his hand, thankful she was given a uncontaminating broadside of health.

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

I smiled and said,"This weekend ?"

"All weekend,"the Doc said.

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

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