A Not So Happy Anniversary

by Vulgus

Copyright© 2008 by Vulgus

Sex Story: A young couple go out to celebrate their fifth anniversary. Thanks in part to a lot of alcohol and in part to some kinky fantasies, they come under the control of two big, strong, dominant men who begin to make their lives a living hell.

Caution: This Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa   Mult   Consensual   Reluctant   Coercion   Heterosexual   Fiction   Slut Wife   Wimp Husband   Cuckold   DomSub   MaleDom   Rough   Humiliation   Oral Sex   Anal Sex   Exhibitionism   .

To that small group of disturbed people who have enjoyed my previous efforts and encouraged me, thank you.

I held the door for Lynne and then followed her into the club. I hated places like this. Loud, smoky, crowded, I hate them. But it was our fifth anniversary and Lynne loves to dance. So once a year I take her to a club and she gets to dance. Not with me. I can't dance. Well, I can fake a slow dance. But why bother. I just don't see the point in dancing.

Lynne wouldn't have any trouble finding dance partners. She was hot. No, I didn't say that right, she was HOT! Yeah, that's it. She is 26, 5'4", 110, long blonde hair and long, long legs. She had the cutest face and a smile that lights up a room. She was wearing that short little nothing of a black dress I love to see her in, the one with that flippy little skirt that almost showed her ass when she moved. I noticed the heads turning as we looked for an empty table and I was proud as hell.

We managed to find an empty booth and order some drinks. We had just come from dinner with wine and champagne, so I ordered ginger ale. I needed to be able to drive home. She had her margarita. I don't like places like this, but I like seeing her so happy and I enjoy watching her dance. So I sat back. It wasn't long before she was asked to dance.

She danced several dances and then came back to me and finished her drink and ordered another. Before her drink arrived she was dancing again and it was exciting to watch her. Several times I was pretty sure I could see her little black panties when that skirt flipped up, very exciting to watch.

She danced several more dances with her present dance partner, even a slow dance. She was obviously flirting with him. It was amusing to watch her wrap him around her little finger. Eventually he reluctantly returned her to our table and she had more of her drink. Before I could order her another drink the waitress brought her one and pointed to a large man in a business suit sitting near the dance floor with a friend. She took the drink and smiled at the man. She raised her drink to him in a toast and took a sip. A minute later he was standing next to her asking her to dance.

For a large man he was a very good dancer. The two of them looked very good out there. He was obviously leading, obviously in charge. She liked that. She liked a man that took charge.

Her boyfriends, before me, had all been dominant, forceful, in charge, men. I asked her about that shortly after we were married. I am not a wimp, but I treat Lynne as an equal partner, that's what I feel marriage is, a partnership. I treat her with respect and love.

She told me with a big smile that men like that are for dating, they don't make good husbands. I was the perfect husband. She obviously still enjoyed the company of dominant men.

I didn't mind. I had a secret fantasy of watching her with a man like that. Watching some strong man take control of her and make mad, passionate love to her. I wouldn't tell her that, but often when we made love, that fantasy was in my mind.

I noticed that Lynne stayed on the floor for the slow dances with her latest partner. His hands were all over her and he held her tight, pressing his body against hers. I noticed the way he swung her around on the fast dances. I enjoyed frequent flashes of her little panties. The guys near the dance floor were getting an even better show. As they danced this latest slow dance his hand was holding her ass. Not resting there, he was actually gripping a handful of her cheeky little butt! Everyone around them could see it too.

Finally the song ended and they walked off the floor. They stopped at his table on the way back here and talked with his friend. Then they all came back to our table. She had invited them to join us.

Lynne introduced her dance partner, Rob, and his friend Jerry. Jerry nodded and sat down on my left. Lynne slid in on my right and Rob slid in beside her. Rob ordered fresh drinks all around and sat with his arm on the back of the booth, his hand hanging down over Lynne's left breast, not quite touching her.

Rob was watching me, judging my reaction. I just smiled and found I was actually enjoying the show as they flirted and played each other. By the time our fresh drinks arrived his hand was resting on her breast and he was gently kneading it.

Lynne was smiling and acting like nothing unusual was happening. When her drink arrived she gulped half of it down. She and Rob were ignoring Jerry and me. They had their heads together talking excitedly. The music was too loud for me to hear more than an occasional word or two.

Lynne finished her drink and Rob ordered her another. I noticed he had hardly touched his. Before her drink arrived he led her back out to the dance floor. Every chance he got his hands were all over her. And he made sure he got a lot of chances!

They had quite an audience and I am embarrassed to admit that watching them had given me quite an erection. This big, strong, dominant man was Lynne's fantasy and it was obvious that if I had not been here he would have gotten very lucky tonight!

They made their way back to our table and when they sat down this time his arm was around her shoulder and his hand went right to her breast.

She took a few sips from her drink and they talked for a moment. It was obvious that Lynne was being quite the coquette. Still, I was unprepared for what happened next. He put his fingertips under her chin, turned her face up and kissed her, lightly at first, then passionately. I was shocked when she returned his kiss.

He opened his eyes as they kissed and looked at me, watching to see what my reaction was I suppose.

I tried to look calm, but I am glad he couldn't see my real reaction under the table. I would have been very embarrassed if he knew how exciting I found the little show that they were putting on. As he kissed Lynne, his eyes still locked on mine, his right hand came around and slid slowly but confidently up Lynne's thigh.

She didn't fight him at all. Her legs parted slightly and I watched his large fingers moving over the silky panel covering her sweet pussy.

I knew I should put a stop to this. It just seemed like once I had let it get this far the option was no longer mine. Besides, I couldn't help it, I was enjoying watching. I don't think it even occurred to me that it would go any farther than this casual groping in the club.

I glanced over at Jerry and he was watching with a look on his face that bordered on ... no it didn't border on, he was looking at me with obvious disdain. I had tried to engage him in conversation while Rob and Lynne were on the dance floor but he had just nodded and ignored me. I guess he didn't think much of any man who would let another man kiss his wife and feel her up right in front of him.

I looked back at Lynne just in time to see her have an orgasm! Rob's left hand was roughly mauling her breast and his right hand was inside her panties now. His tongue was ravaging her cute little mouth. I had no doubt that if Rob had put her up on the table and tried to fuck her right there she would have let him. He didn't do that, but he did slide her panties off and hold them up to his nose and sniff them while he smiled at me. Then he sat them down beside his drink.

When Lynne had recovered from her orgasm she opened her eyes and looked at me sheepishly. I smiled at her and she smiled back, relieved that I wasn't upset I suppose. Then Rob was pulling her out of the booth and back to the dance floor.

As soon as they started dancing Rob began swinging her around and it was obvious to anyone watching that Lynne was not wearing panties now. Quite a few people were watching. They danced two fast dances and then a slow dance.

During the slow dance Rob's hands slid under the back of Lynne's dress and held the cheeks of her ass while they danced. Her ass was totally exposed, except where his large hands covered it. She had to know it. But she pressed against him and buried her face against his chest and let him do anything he wanted.

When the dance ended they came back to the table. Rob said, "I think it's time to go. You ready Jerry?"

Jerry nodded and Rob turned to me and said, "Come on Davie boy, Lynne tells me you are the designated driver."

I wanted to ask where we were going, or where the hell they thought they were going. I didn't. I don't know why. I guess because it seemed obvious I was going to have one of my dearest fantasies fulfilled. I was going to see Lynne get fucked. I didn't know the half of it!

We paid our tabs and Rob put Lynne's panties in his pocket. Rob put his arm around Lynne and his hand went back under her skirt and came to rest on her ass. He turned and walked through the crowd, heading for the entrance. I was behind them and could see a lot of her ass that wasn't covered by his hand. So could everyone we walked past on the way out. Jerry was following behind me.

Lynne pointed out where we had parked and we went to our car. We had to wait a few minutes while Rob backed Lynne up against the car and took her hand and pressed it against the large bulge in the front of his pants. While she moved her hand over that impressive bulge he kissed her and moved his hands over her body freely.

I wanted to get this out of such a public venue as quickly as possible. I went around to the driver's door and got in. Jerry got in behind me and then the other back door opened and Lynne was pushed into the center. Rob got in beside Lynne and shut the door. He looked at me and said, "Home, Davie boy!"

He had a cocky, almost belligerent look in his eye, daring me to object. Instead, I turned around and started the car and I surrendered my wife to this man. I suppose I did that when I didn't object to his hand on her breast, or the kiss, or when he removed her panties. But that was passive acceptance. Now I was driving him and his friend to my home to fuck my wife!

It was a miracle I didn't kill someone that night. I drove all the way home while staring into the rearview mirror. I watched as Rob and Jerry pulled Lynne's dress down and then off. They spread her legs, each of them putting one of her legs in their lap. They took turns kissing her and they were very rough, mauling her breasts and her sweet little pussy.

At one point it appeared that they both had their fingers inside of her. But she didn't object to anything they did. She moaned passionately and I heard her have several loud orgasms as I drove.

The drive home was about twenty minutes and I am ashamed to say that by the time I parked the car on the street in front of our house I was on the verge of cumming myself.

I got out and waited for them to get out so that I could lock the car. Rob got out on his side and then Jerry got out in the street, pulling Lynne after him. She was still naked! I glanced around nervously, but it was late and I was pretty sure nobody was watching.

I hit the button on the key fob to lock the car and rushed to our front door to unlock it and get everyone inside. Jerry and Rob, however, were taking their time, walking slowly and passing Lynne back and forth between them. They finally stepped into the house and we moved into the living room.

Lynne was panting like a dog in heat as she stood waiting for someone to tell her what to do, or do something to her. I don't think I had ever seen her so excited, or so beautiful. Her skin was pink with the flush of her excitement. Her little nipples were standing out farther than I could ever remember seeing them before. Her pussy was pink and swollen and the light was glistening on the juices that had begun to leak out of her and were smeared over her upper thighs.

Rob began taking off his suit. As he undressed he wasn't looking at Lynne, he was watching me. I didn't like the look on his face. It was that look of disdain again. It was a look that said "what kind of man lets two strange men undress his wife and drive them to his house to fuck her." But there was more to it. There was also an implied threat. He and Jerry were both large men. It was clear from his expression that Rob would tolerate no interference from me at this point. My chance to speak up, to object, had passed when we left the club.

Well, I guess I deserved that look. I moved over to my easy chair and sat down to watch quietly.

I was very impressed when he pulled his shorts down. His semi-hard cock was quite remarkable. It appeared to be around eight or nine inches long and very fat. He looked at my face, showing me the cock he was going to use on my wife, and then he ignored me.

I noticed Jerry watching me though. He was watching my face as Rob pushed Lynne to her knees and rubbed his cock all over her face. She was moaning in pleasure and trying to lick it as he moved it around. Finally he touched the head of his large cock to her lips and ordered her to kiss it, which she did, passionately. She kissed it all over, and licked it and moved down and licked and sucked at his incredibly large ball sack as well. If she was intimidated it didn't show. She wanted that oversized sausage inside of her, the sooner the better.

He let her worship his manhood with her lips and tongue for a few moments. Then he put his left foot up on the coffee table and pushed her head down. He grabbed her hair and tilted her head up and she obediently stuck her tongue out and probed his hot, sweaty ass. He let her explore his ass for several minutes. His head tilted back and he closed his eyes as he savored the sensations.

Just before he released her he straightened his head up and looked over at me and his expression can only be described as an evil grin. He turned his attention back to Lynne then. He pulled her head back up to his cock and he put his foot down and settled down onto the couch behind him. She followed him down and finally took his large organ into her little mouth. It was an obvious struggle. Rob's cock was nearly twice as large as mine.

His hands moved down and roughly mauled her tits for a few moments while she struggled to please him with her mouth. Apparently he wasn't satisfied. He moved his hands back up to her head and started moving her head up and down his oversized cock.

With each stroke he pulled her head farther down his impressive shaft. They were well past the point where she could comfortably handle his man meat and she was choking and gagging at the end of each stroke now. It looked like he had every intention of shoving that monster down her throat!

Lynne was starting to resist now. She began pushing against him with her little hands but he just ignored her futile struggles. No, that's wrong. He didn't ignore them. He enjoyed them! Her moans and her futile struggles were exciting him!

I started to get to my feet and come to her assistance but Jerry stopped me. He spoke to me for the first time since we met. "Sit back down," he gruffly ordered.

I hesitated, looking back and forth between him and my wife struggling on the end of Rob's cock. "Don't make me say it again," Jerry threatened.

I was intelligent enough to know that there was nothing I could do against these two men. I sank back into my chair in humiliation, my manhood definitely in question. I was not a violent person and unfortunately I did not own a gun. Although in all likelihood if I had attempted to pull a weapon on these large athletic men I would have succeeded only in arming them.

I looked back at Lynne in time to see Rob tense up and pull her tightly against him. It was painfully obvious that he had loosed a large hot load of cum right down her throat. I was amazed to see that he had managed to get all but about three inches of his large cock into her mouth and throat.

He held her face against his belly for a long time before finally relaxing and letting her sit up. She sat back, gasping and coughing and looking at him accusingly through her tears.

He smiled down at her and said, "Not bad, cunt. Don't worry. You're going to get better. I imagine it's your first time sucking a real cock. I doubt if limp dick over there has much more than a clit for you to practice on." Then he pulled her back down and pointed out a few drops of cum on his belly that she had missed and made her lick them up.

Jerry stood up and undressed while she was cleaning Rob. I watched him nervously and when he pushed his pants and his shorts down I was relieved to see that he had a more normal sized cock. It seemed to be about the same as mine, around seven inches and of a normal circumference as well.

When he was naked he sat back in his chair and called out to Lynne, "No time to rest, bitch. You've had my cock hard all night. Now crawl your ass over here and get to work."

Lynne moaned as she got to her hands and knees and crawled across the room to Jerry. I felt sorry for her but watching her ass swish back and forth and her breasts sway as she moved was undeniably a highly erotic sight.

Rob looked over at me and smiled broadly. "You are a lucky man, Davie boy," he said in a demeaning tone, obviously rubbing my helplessness into my face. "That is one of the best first time blowjobs I have ever had. A little more practice and she will be perfect. I can't wait to get the last three inches down her gullet. She has a lot of talent. Did you see her face? She looks so cute with a cock buried in her mouth, doesn't she?"

This wasn't a conversation I wanted to have. Instead I watched as she started licking on Jerry's hard, hot, throbbing cock. He was obviously very aroused. The head of his cock was shiny from the lubricant that was oozing from the large hole in the end of his cock. It oozed down the underside and was even glistening on his balls!

He let her lick his cock and balls for a few minutes, and then he lifted his legs and put them on the arms of the chair. She knew what was expected and buried her face in his crotch, placing her lips over his sweaty, smelly asshole and licking and then probing with her tongue.

He sighed loudly as she performed that demeaning task. His head lolled back against the back of his chair and his eyes closed. He said, "Yeah, bitch. That's great, just like that! Stick that tongue up my ass. Yes! You sweet little bitch, you'll do anything for a nice hard cock won't you, you dumb cunt?"

When he was satisfied that he had humiliated her enough he dropped his legs back to the floor. He said, "Go for it, cocksucker. You know you want it."

She licked his cock clean again and then started sucking. She tried to use her hands but he slapped them away and grabbed her head, just the way his partner had. He pulled her down, slowly and steadily, until she had his entire organ in her mouth! I must admit it was amazing to watch.

She struggled at first. But he yelled at her and ordered her to put her arms down and do what she was born for. Her face was red and swollen and tears were streaming down her cheeks. But she dropped her arms to rest on the cushion on either side of Jerry's thighs and allowed him to guide her head up and down his shaft.

It was a good thing he was so turned on because he came very quickly. He pulled her face down and I could see his cock throbbing in her throat as he came. Her face was buried in his belly and I could tell that she was struggling to get enough oxygen.

He held her like that for several long moments after he came. He didn't let her up until his cock had gone soft in her mouth. Then he finally lifted her head and pushed her away. It was obvious that her jaw was sore and she was tired, ready for this to be over with. Unfortunately this wasn't anywhere near over!

He ordered her to lick him clean and she obeyed instantly. These men had thoroughly intimidated her. There was no fight in her at all.

When he had finished with her he pushed her away and he and Rob sat smiling at each other, deeply satisfied with their conquest.

Lynne and I sat waiting timidly, hoping that they were satisfied and would want to leave now. I would be happy to call them a cab. I would be just as happy to drive them somewhere. How naïve we were.

Rob stood and moved over to Lynne. He reached down and pulled her to her feet and said, "Come on cunt, let's go to bed."

The look of dismay on her face amused him, I could tell. She didn't argue though. She led the way down the hall to our bedroom. As they walked away Jerry nodded at me and I led him to our bedroom where he and his friend were going to fuck my wife.

As I entered our bedroom Lynne was already on her knees, sucking Rob's cock back to hardness. Jerry pushed me into a chair dismissively and moved over to watch more closely as his friend tried again to work his cock into my wife's throat. Lynne put her hands against his thighs and tried to resist, tried to control the amount of cock in her mouth. He ordered her to use her hands to play with his balls instead, and then he started pressing more and more of his quickly growing cock into her mouth.

With each stroke he would reach a point beyond which he did not seem to be able to force his cock. He was patient though, and determined. Finally he reached that point and refused to be kept from his goal. He continued pushing and as horrible noises of distress came from my wife he forced his cock all the way down until her lips stretched around the base of his fat cock. She attempted to hit at him with her tiny fists but Jerry reached down and grabbed her hands and held them behind her.

I rose from my chair, as though to go to her assistance. I don't know what I was thinking. I had no chance against them. Jerry looked at me as if to say, "Go ahead, we'd enjoy hurting you too."

What he actually said was, "Sit your ass back down and don't get up again. I don't have anything to tie you up with so if you bother us I am just going to knock your dumb ass out. Got it?"

I nodded helplessly. It was humiliating, sitting here watching these two big men rape my wife. Watching her struggle and knowing I could do nothing to help. But I knew it would serve no purpose if I were to accomplish only getting myself injured. I could only watch and feel sorry for her, for both of us.

Rob held his cock buried deep in her throat for several moments as she struggled to breathe. Then he slowly drew back, savoring the sensations her tortured mouth provided. "Now that's how to suck a cock, bitch!" he exclaimed happily. "Don't worry. You're going to get lots of practice. Before we are done with you, you'll be good at it."

Rob and Jerry were smiling broadly as he slowly forced his cock back into her mouth.

The struggle began again, but Lynne was restrained and helpless and I guess her total surrender actually made it easier because Rob's cock seemed to slide into her throat much easier this time. He held her head tight and told her sarcastically what a good cocksucker she was as he stroked forcefully down her throat several more times. Then he released her head and watched in amusement as she continued on her own.

She forced her lips down to the base of his cock several more times before he stepped back, drawing his long cock out of her mouth. He reached down and picked her up as though she were a doll and tossed her onto the bed. She started to stretch out on her back but Rob stopped her.

"Don't get comfortable cunt. Get up on you hands and knees. I am going to fuck you like the bitch you are."

Lynne turned over and got up on her hands and knees. Rob grabbed her hips and pulled her to the edge of the bed. He slapped her ass a couple of times and then he bent down and bit it, causing her to jump and squeal in pain. But she didn't move away.

He reached down and slapped the insides of her thighs, making her move her legs further apart. Then he reached between her legs and pawed her swollen pussy roughly. She squirmed under his rough manipulations but I could see in her face that although she was scared she was also excited. She wanted that violent stranger to fuck her with that huge cock. She was ready to be raped.

He moved his hand away finally and I watched in awe as Rob slid his large cock back and forth over Lynne's surprisingly wet slit. Despite all of the abuse she had suffered her pussy was dripping wet, the moisture was actually visible on her thighs!

I was worried about this next stage however. Lynne has the tightest pussy I have had the pleasure to enjoy in my limited experience. I always had to go real slow at first, until she could adjust to my cock. Rob's cock was significantly larger than mine and he had certainly not shown any signs of being a gentle and considerate lover.

Lynne was facing me with her eyes closed. I watched her face as Rob dipped down and pressed the head of his cock against her pussy. He drove his hips forward and her knees were actually lifted off of the bed before the head of his cock slipped past the opening of her sex. Then her knees sank back to the bed as he entered her and her unseeing eyes shot open in shock.

It was amazing to watch as Rob sank his huge cock deeper and deeper into my wife. I thought she must be suffering horribly, but as I watched she suddenly gasped and screamed in orgasm. He had only half of his cock buried in her!

He laughed and started slapping her ass again. I watched as more and more of his large organ disappeared into my wife's tight pussy. She was moaning in a combination of pain and pleasure as he finally crammed the last two inches of cock into her, his flat stomach slapping against the bright red cheeks of her ass.

Her eyes were still open but unseeing as she moved back and forth with each powerful thrust. Her breasts were swaying violently beneath her. She was grunting loudly and muttering under her breath, "Oh god, oh god, oh god," over and over for a few minutes and suddenly she was screaming loudly as she came yet again while being skewered on that fat cock. She screamed so loudly I was concerned that the neighbors might hear!

I guess Jerry felt left out. He moved to the foot of the bed and reached under Lynne and grabbed one of her wildly swinging breasts. He began squeezing it, then pinching the nipple and pulling it down stretching her breast and nipple out grotesquely. He was obviously causing a lot of pain.

She didn't fight him. Instead she screamed her way through yet another violent orgasm, and this time Rob joined her. He started pumping her with long, deep, rapid strokes and grunting loudly. Then he tensed up and quivered, filling her tight hole with his hot slimy cum.

He stood still for a few moments, his manhood slowly going soft in her clasping pussy. When the hyper sensitivity had subsided he pulled out and reached over her back. He grabbed a handful of her long blonde hair. He pulled her around to face him and he wasn't very gentle about it. Then he forced his soft, slime covered cock back into her mouth, forcing her tired, sore jaws apart once more and burying his soft manhood to the hilt.

Lynne gagged slightly, but she was getting more accustomed to the rape of her throat and was able to clean his cock with her mouth without choking. He pulled his cock out of her mouth and forced her to lick his balls clean. Even his thighs were a mess and she bathed those as well. Finally he was finished abusing and humiliating her and he stepped back. Jerry was immediately there to take his place.

Jerry grabbed her hair and forced his more normal sized cock between her lips. Jerry worried me. Rob was obviously the alpha male and he had taken the lead in raping my wife. Yes, I know, she was a willing victim. But I still thought of what was happening now as rape. There was something about Jerry though. Something about the look on his face when he looked at us that was scary. It made me suspect that he was the kind of person that enjoyed hurting people. I would be very glad to see the last of both of them, but especially him.

His cock was already hard and he fucked her face forcefully, reaching down with one hand to again maul one of her breasts and add to the pain she was forced to endure. His eyes were closed and there was a look of pure bliss on his face as he raped my wife's mouth.

He pulled out after a few minutes and pushed her onto the bed on her back. She didn't resist, remaining in any position she was pushed into. She was on her back in the center of our king size bed with her legs spread wide. Her pussy was red and swollen and dripping with her juices and Rob's cum.

Jerry moved between her legs and fell on her roughly, knocking the breath out of her. He lined his cock up and shoved it all the way into her as she grunted in pain. He reached down and resumed torturing her breast, at the same time kissing her passionately and seeming to enjoy her moans of pain in his mouth. Then he leaned down and bit her nipple. Not a loving nip, not a love bite. He bit her nipple, causing her to scream in pain and I was sure I could see blood!

I shot to my feet but apparently Rob had anticipated that. He swung around and punched me in the gut. All of the wind and all of the fight were knocked out of me instantly. I sank back into my chair, holding my stomach and struggling to breathe and I watched helplessly as Jerry glanced over and grinned evilly at me. Then he turned back and stroked into her violently as he lay there with all of his weight resting on her body.

He stopped after a while and got back up on his knees. He reached down and lifted her legs up and he turned to Rob and said, "Damn man, you really loosened this cunt up!" Then he pressed her knees down against her breasts and lined his cock up with her anus.

Lynne screamed loudly when she realized what he was about to do. I heard the panic in her voice when she pleaded with him, "No! Oh god no! Not there! I can't do that! Please, I'll do anything you want!"

Jerry laughed and said, "You got that right bitch!"

Then I was forced to watch as he forced his cock into Lynne's virgin ass right in front of me. Lynne screamed piteously, over and over, as Jerry forced his cock into her violently. He was obviously enjoying the music of her screams. By the time he had finally buried his cock in her ass her screams had turned to pitiful whimpers of pain.

I couldn't take anymore and turned my head away. Rob slapped me and told me to keep watching. He said he didn't want me to miss any of the fun. I turned back reluctantly. This wasn't fun anymore. It had stopped being fun a long time ago. This wasn't erotic anymore. This was abuse and humiliation and rape and I was getting very worried about Lynne.

Lynne continued to moan and whimper as Jerry plundered her ass. Thankfully he was very aroused. He kept glancing over to make sure that I was watching and I suspect he was aroused as much by the idea of abusing my wife in front of me as by the abuse itself. I finally saw him tense up and I could tell by the blissful expression on his face that he was cumming in my wife's ass. Then he slowly withdrew from her and after looking down at her stretched and abused asshole and joking about it with Rob he let her legs sink back to the bed on either side of him. She lay there limp, waiting helplessly for the next attack, the next indignity.

She didn't have long to wait. Jerry moved up and straddled her body. His skinny butt rested on her breasts. He grabbed her hair and pulled her head up and brutally forced his nasty cock into her mouth.

It made me gag to watch as she was forced to clean him after he had been in her ass. She choked and gagged, but she sucked his cock clean, all the while crying so hard it was breaking my heart. He didn't even seem to notice her tears. Finally he let her go and got off of her.

They sat on opposite sides of the bed with my wife between them and moved their hands over her, admiring her beautiful body. They joked about what a hot bitch she was. What a great cunt she had. Jerry chuckled and told Rob that he was really going to like her ass.

It was very late now and they seemed to finally have worn themselves out. They ordered me to stretch out on the floor at the foot of the bed and they stretched out on either side of Lynne and got ready to go to sleep.

They weren't leaving! Shit!

Lynne meekly sobbed that she had to go to the bathroom. She was a mess and she had to pee. Jerry got up and followed her into the bathroom.

I could see them from my place on the rug. I watched as Lynne sat on the toilet and tried to pee. She asked Jerry to look away, to let her have some privacy. Jerry just chuckled and reached down and shoved two fingers roughly into her pussy. He moved them in and out several times and then straightened up and put them to her lips.

She dutifully opened her mouth and sucked on his nasty fingers. He smirked at her and told her she had better hurry up, because he had to piss too. She worked her muscles, attempting to expel the loads of cum from her pussy and her ass. As she performed this embarrassing act in front of Jerry he stood over her and rubbed his cock over her tit, just to add to her humiliation.

The house was dark and quiet and I could actually hear gobs of cum dripping down into the water in the toilet. Finally the slime quit dripping out of her and she began to pee. When she had finished she used several handfuls of toilet paper to clean herself as well as she could. She stood up and as she moved to the sink to wash her hands Jerry lifted the toilet seat and began expelling a strong stream of urine.

Lynne avoided looking at him. She was embarrassed to even be in the room with him. But as his stream waned and trickled to a stop he called her over. He pulled her head down and made her suck his cock clean.

She groaned at the gross indignity, but she had long since given up. She couldn't fight these violent men. She knew she could deny these two monsters nothing. She took his cock, with the last drops of piss still clinging to the tip, into her mouth and sucked him clean. I could see the tears running down her cheeks. As she sucked his cock clean he said sarcastically, "Happy anniversary sweetheart."

I wanted to end this somehow. I lay on the floor listening as they returned to bed and the men drifted off to sleep. I could hear Lynne lying between them crying quietly and it was breaking my heart. I tried desperately to think of some way to get control of this situation. I couldn't fight them. I had no weapon. I considered calling the police, but the longer I spent trying to decide what to tell them the more I realized that really wasn't an option.

Lynne had flirted with these men for hours. Well, she had flirted with Rob. She had invited them to our table and had not objected when they invited themselves to our home. Neither had I. We had not objected when they removed her underwear, or felt her up, or kissed her. We had said nothing when they stripped her in the car and took all sorts of liberties with her.

She had allowed them to lead her from the car to the house in the nude and had sucked them both, licked their balls and eagerly acquiesced when her mouth was pushed over their assholes. In fact, the first time she had offered more than token resistance was when Jerry fucked her ass. She had offered a slight struggle when they were having trouble getting there cocks into her throat. But when ordered to stop struggling she had. She never said no and she never asked them to stop.

We had not resisted anything else. Rob had punched me once when I tried to interfere with the rape of my wife's ass, but except for, no, even including that, there was no evidence that everything that had happened tonight wasn't consensual. If I were to claim that Rob struck me I certainly had nothing to show for it. Who would believe that I had struggled with that large man and had not a single bruise on my body?

Worse yet, I am sure that if it were necessary they could locate dozens of witnesses from the night club to testify about the behavior my wife exhibited on the dance floor with Rob. The waitress would probably remember seeing him with his hands all over her and her panties on the table. I suspect the only thing we would get if we called the police was more humiliation.

I don't know if Lynne got any sleep at all. I was exhausted and eventually I fell into a light, fitful sleep. I woke up once to hear the sounds of Lynne being forced to suck on a cock. I listened until they finished and after another long wait managed to get a little more sleep.

The next morning, Saturday, we slept late. I was finally kicked awake by Rob and pushed into the bathroom. I watched as Jerry put Lynne in our large, glass walled, walk-in shower and turned the water on. She screamed as the cold water hit her, but she stood there shivering waiting for the water to warm up. When it was warm the men got in with her but before they got under the spray from the showerhead they moved against Lynne, one in front and one in back. Jerry spoke softly, asking nobody in particular, "What is the first thing you have to do when you get up in the morning."

Rob responded, "I don't know about anyone else, but the first thing I always have to do is take a leak."

That's what they did. From the looks on their faces I could tell that as they stood pressed up against Lynne they were emptying there bladders on her. She didn't resist, she knew there was nothing she could do. She just covered her face in shame and waited for it to be over. Then they both soaped her up and then let her soap up first one and then the other of them. They rinsed off and stepped out of the shower and I handed them fresh towels, as ordered.

Rob said to me, "You stink, and you look like you slept in your clothes."

It appears that good old Rob is a real comedian. Asshole! He told me to get undressed and get in the shower. He ordered me to shave my wife's pussy and then I was to shower and dress and come out to the living room. Lynne was to do her hair and makeup and come out nude.

As soon as they left the room I held her close and she cried in my arms. I told her I was so sorry, but I didn't know what to do. I asked her if she wanted me to call the cops. It would be humiliating, but at least we would get rid of them, hopefully. I had no idea what they might do after the cops left. They could easily return and make us very sorry for picking up the phone.

Lynne hugged me and said, "I'm so sorry Dave. All of this is my fault. I brought this down on us. Don't fight them, they'll just hurt you, and they'll always win. This is my fault and I guess I deserve it. It can't last forever. My biggest fear is that you won't be able to look at me again, or to love me again.

I assured her that I would love her always. I admitted, with some embarrassment, that I had actually been aroused watching, right up until we got to the house and things started getting out of control. She smiled at me sweetly, I was glad that she still could. She said, "We'll get through this." Then we kissed and turned the shower back on.

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