If there’s one thing you can say for sure about me and Nicole, it’s that we’ve always loved to share. We’ve been close friends since I can’t remember when, and we’ve shared candy, and dolls, and games, and secrets, and, later, boys. We were just happy about it (and the boys were no less happy, apparently).

So it was only natural that when we got married (first Nicole and soon me), we wanted to share our husbands as well. Luckily, our Jim and Mike got along so well that we became kind of a happy family of four. It was so much more fun in bed than just boring plain couple sex!

And one of the other things that I shared with Nicole was our growing love for rough sex. It started in a very innocent way, with the boys slapping our butts, talking dirty to us, throwing us on the bed, pulling our hair and penetrating us from behind with full force ... But we did not want to stop at that, we were craving for more and more!

We entered the BDSM realm where we were tied up, whipped, mouth fucked mercilessly, split roasted, cum swapped - anything our imaginations could come up with. We’d beg for more and more, trying to outdo each other in how deep we could take Jim’s cock, or how hard Mike would whip our backs until they bled. Our husbands just enjoyed playing along with whatever ideas Nicole and I came up with, and we loved them for it. They’re really good guys! And oh, such studs in bed!

We didn’t know how to ask our husbands for even rougher treatment, so we surfed the web for inspiration and eventually stumbled upon rough porn stories and videos. At first we were shocked - we had never seen or imagined anything like it! But then Nicole said that she had heard somewhere that the Internet is the only place where women can safely admit that they want to be raped. So what if that was what we were looking for? Rape? Yes, I think I would like to be raped, I told her!

“Even the thought of it makes my butterflies flutter!” I giggled, feeling like I was touching on a very forbidden subject.

“You know what, Kim?” she looked me in the eyes. “Mine too!”

I took another look at the hardcore video we were watching. It showed some poor blonde getting gangbanged by three huge black men somewhere outdoors. She was all dirty - they were doing her right on the ground - she was crying and begging them to stop, but they kept pounding her face, pussy and ass until she was almost unconscious. I watched all of this through the tears that filled my eyes with arousal. My hand slipped down to my panties. Nicole’s too. We came within minutes.

“But really...” she said, wiping off the juices, “I don’t have the courage for the real thing. It’s too easy to get badly maimed or killed.”

“Yeah,” I agreed, thinking that Nicole and I are pretty adventurous girls, but real rapists are dangerous animals who go crazy with lust and may not be able to control themselves. But then again...

“What if we stage it ourselves? As actors in a porn movie? Just to see how it feels? It could be so hot!”

Nicole loved my idea and called Jim and Mike into the living room to talk about it. We explained that we both really wanted to feel what it’s like to be brutally taken against our will.

That got them excited too, we could tell by their immediate boners!

“We could invite some of our friends to join us,” Jim said.

“Yeah, I can think of a few right off the top of my head who like it rough...” Mike added.

“The ones you don’t know,” Jim grinned. “They will be complete strangers to you!”

“Yes, complete strangers!” Nicole and I squealed excitedly, feeling that wonderful mixture of fear and excitement.

“Wouldn’t it be super hot?”

“I’m in!”

“Hot indeed!” Jim and Mike high-fived each other.

Then we had a strong and passionate - and rough - foursome right on the spot, so excited were we from the conversation.

Jim and Mike made all the preparations themselves without telling us a thing.

“The less you know, the more real it will feel,” they explained.

Finally, early Saturday morning, they put us in the car and took us to a nice, quiet place by the lake. We sometimes spent weekends there, there were few people passing by, but still not completely isolated. A perfect place for a rape, Nicole and I grinned at each other. Somebody could jump on us at any moment and nobody will hear our screams for help!

They spread the blanket out on the grass and told us to get naked, which we happily did. We drank a bottle of wine together and the boys fucked us nicely. (“Just to warm you up,” they laughed.) Then they mounted several cameras on nearby trees - we wanted to get all the footage, maybe edit it later and upload it to the porn sites. And then they took all our clothes, left us naked on the blanket with only a small bottle of lube, and waved goodbye.

“We’ll be back in a few hours to pick you up after the whole thing!” Mike grinned.

We exchanged glances. Naked? Here alone? Without knowing for how long? It was a perfect setup!

“Boys! How many will there be?” Nicole asked with trembling tones in her voice.

“You’ll see!”

They laughed and drove off.

We exchanged uneasy glances. It was a beautiful summer day, the birds were singing, the soft wind rustled the leaves, the waves lapped. The growing tension was almost palpable.

“You know...” I began. “Let’s lube our asses well. Who knows if we’ll get the chance...”

Nicole just nodded and we helped each other.

Then we sunbathed a bit and almost forgot about the setup.

Then they arrived. There were six of them, looking pretty brutal, big, unshaven, with unbuttoned shirts and mostly empty beer bottles in their hands.

“Ha!” exclaimed the one at the front, a bearded, chocolate-skinned one. “Look who’s here!”

Nicole and I squealed and grabbed each other. We didn’t have to play, we were really scared. We could not even imagine that Jim and Mike could have friends like that! They looked so dangerous! We tried to cover our breasts and pussies with our hands - useless of course - and shrank together. Nicole whimpered:

“Please leave us alone!”

“Ha ha!” the others laughed. “No way!”

“Maybe we’ll leave you ... later ... in one piece...” said a man with a scar on his face and a casually tied bandana. “If you’re good with us...” he grinned predatorily.

There were two whites, an Asian and a blonde, a bit shorter and thinner than the others. They approached us, standing over us, looking at us greedily from above. We cowered, almost crying with fear.

“Look what we have here!”

“Such beautiful pussies!”

“I bet they are dying for a good fuck!”

They laughed.

“Their asses are asking for trouble too!”

They started to unzip.

I looked at them, shaking, feeling all weak. Nicole looked no better, pale and biting her lips.

And ... I felt the familiar sensation of my pussy wetting. Almost without thinking, I spread my legs a little. We did such things (though less brutally) with our husbands so often that it was almost a reflex.

They immediately noticed my move.

“Ha! She’s ready! She’s begging us in!”

Nicole whimpered something - I don’t think she knew if it was “stop” or “yes”. But we both knew it was already too late.

They surrounded us and dropped their jeans. Their cocks immediately jumped out - thick, hard, some big, some smaller, some cut, some natural, all pointing right at us. We still covered ourselves with our hands in horror, but our eyes were gleaming with lust. It was really exciting!

“Now we’re going to teach you a good lesson, bitches!”

And without further words, two of them grabbed our hair and pulled our heads back. The other two squeezed our faces and forced our mouths open. And they stuck their dicks - really big, hard dicks! - down our throats. We gagged and coughed, but then our reflexes took over and we positioned ourselves for the deep face-fuck.

“Yes, babe!” my husband laughed. “You’re a real slut, I see! Suck me, bitch!”

He grabbed my hair and rammed his cock deeper and deeper down my throat. Tears were pouring out of my eyes, but I couldn’t resist taking it deep anyway. Nicole was getting the same treatment next to me and seemed to enjoy it as well. It wasn’t long before the men started grunting and jerking their hips, shooting cum down our throats. They were coming so fast and so abundantly, a quick thought crossed my mind. No way is this their last time today...