Part 1

It's a quiet Summer night in a suburb North of the city. It's a town with beautiful homes and the beautiful families who live inside them.

At the end of this street is the beautiful home of the Murphys'. Inside this home, in the basement family room, stands the beautiful Mrs. Murphy tastefully attired in a conservative Black skirt, a lovely White blouse and shiny Black high heeled shoes.

This tall vision of loveliness wobbles and teeters in those high heeled shoes and she squeals and whimpers, because two big men have pinned Mrs. Murphy's arms behind her back and two other big men have spread her beautiful long legs apart by the ankles.

Another big man is standing in front of her. His hands, loosely wrapped around her narrow waist, rest on her wide, curvy hips. He is enjoys the feel of Mrs. Murphy's body as she struggles. And he is especially enjoying the sight of her breasts as they bounce beneath the fabric of her blouse while she struggles. He watches and listens to her pleas for a moment, then removes his hands from her waist and gently covers her large breasts to feel them jiggle and bounce in the palms of his hands.

"Ohhhh my goodness Mrs. Murphy," he sighs, "Ohhhhhhh my goodness."

She whimpers and wheezes through the lump in her throat, as the man then fondles her covered breasts through the silky material as she struggles.

The men behind her pin her arms and elbows closer together forcing her breasts to thrust forward and strain against the material. This new hold pops open the little buttons running down the front of her blouse.

As they squeeze her arms tighter, she moans long and low, as more buttons pop from their little slits until there are only three little buttons left to be opened. Admiring her cleavage, the rest of her blouse is quickly ripped opened, by the impatient man who says, "Gotta see these hooters Mrs. Murphy."

Her knees are like rubber. She would fall but for the big men holding her up by her arms.

Her blouse, is pulled slowly out of the waist band of her smart little skirt and spread open across her chest and back over her shoulders.

"Ohhhhhhhhh my goodness Mrs. Murphy." the man sighs, "What beautiful tits. What beautiful... big... tits."

Then affecting concern for the plight of this luscious Soccer Mom, he says, "Your arms hurt a little honey?... Are the boys holding you too tight?"

She manages a quick nod, yes.

"If you give me a little kiss, I'll tell the boys to loosen up a little, ok? Will you give me a little kiss?"

After a pause she slowly inhales and whispers, "Ohhhhhhkayy." and lifts her face to meet his. With some effort, Mrs. Murphy puckers her quivering lips for the kiss that will ease the pain in her arms and shoulders.

Their lips meet and he gives her a peck and then a kiss on her lips.

"Open your mouth Mrs. Murphy", he whispers, "I want your tongue." She extends her tongue and he licks it and then slowly sucks it into his mouth and holds it there and sucks. His chest is heaving and his breath is hot and she breathes it in and out of her mouth and down into her lungs, as he wags his tongue back and forth and around the inside her mouth.

Frightened, she continues to cooperate, with the man, by returning his sloppy hot kisses with her own allowing his tongue to enter her mouth and her tongue to enter his. She shivers as his hands reach under her breasts and slowly lifts them up and then down. As they continue their long French kiss he gently bounces her breasts and squeezes them playfully.

She gasps, and begins to struggle again, as she feels the mans fingers slowly slip down inside the front of her brassiere. He softly caresses and then cups one of her breasts, and slowly lifts it and flops it out to hang free.

She pulls her head away and says, "Oh no... Oh God please no."

But he says, "It's OK honey, taking your tits out of your brassiere is all part of the way I kiss large breasted Soccer Moms".

Her other breast is then gently lifted and flopped out so both of her enormous breasts hang naked for all to see. The soft flesh on her massive boobs jiggles in waves as she struggles, against the man who resumes French kissing her mouth.

The woman heaves a sigh and stops her struggle for a moment as the men just stare at her with their mouths open, drooling at the site of this woman's incredible chest.

The men inhale deeply. Everyone is quiet. Then their leader says, "See guys, I told you."

The woman whispers, "Noooooooooo, you can't do this."

The leader whispers, "Yessssss, we can." and adds, "What size are these wonderful breasts honey?" She doesn't respond. Lifting a breast in each of his hands, the man leans toward her ear and breathes the words, "Does your husband appreciate these nice big jugs of yours?"

Silence.

"Does he suck your tits?"

Silence.

"Does he like to suck your nipples?"

Silence.

The man turns his head to the family room sofa and asks, "Do you like to suck your wifes nipples sir? Do you appreciate these big jugs of hers?"

The husband sits petrified far across the room.

When the men entered their home, the couple was told that, "Any noise will certainly wake the children, who would probably come down to see what the noise was. And if they did, they would have to sit cuddled up with their daddy on the sofa and watch their pretty mommy playing naughty games with these five big men.

"I asked you a question sir. Do you like to suck your wife's nipples?"

The Soccer Dad whispers a soft, "Yes."

The man lowers his face to the wife's breasts. He takes one in both of his hands, lifts it and says, "Do you ever suck her tits like this sir?"

The husband stares as this stranger places his lips on his wife's nipple and kisses it, then flicks it playfully with his tongue.

"Now watch your wife's tit sir. You've never seen anything like this"

The husband stares wide eyed and panting as the stranger lowers his jaw, places his lips around his wife's breast and slowly sucks it into his mouth, holds it there for a moment, and then continuing his sucking, takes it all the way in. He keeps it there for a moment, lets it slide slowly out until it pops free and says, "Ever see anything like that?"

With no response from the dazed husband the man continues to noisily suck her massive jug in and out of his mouth and practically down his gullet. Strings of drool dribble onto her breast as the woman unsuccessfully tries to suppress high pitched squeals emanating from deep in her throat.

When he comes up for air, he looks back at the husband and asks, "Ever suck her like that? Did you see me deep throating you wife's tittie? Here, I'll show you again."

The husband shudders but remains silent as his wife's breast disappears once again into the man's mouth.

"Owwwwwooohhhhhhhh my Gaawwwwd!", utters the woman.

"OK, let's see if you like this." He motions to one of the men behind her to join him, while the other man continues to keep her elbows tightly pinned behind her back.

The husband watches, as two men slobber all over his wife's breasts, slowly sucking them whole, into their mouths, practically making them disappear.

"Oh!" she exclaims. "Oh! Oh! Ohhhhh! Ow! Ouch! Oh! Ouch! Ow! Ouch! Oh! Ow!"

Releasing her from their mouths, they compress each breast tightly with their hands. She winces as she feels her nipples clamped between their teeth. Instinctively, the woman jerks back in an effort to release her captured nipples but the men hold on, stretching her breasts painfully away from her chest and flick her nipples furiously with their tongues.

The woman twitches and shakes as more involuntary sounds and squeals escape her mouth, "Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh! Hurts! Hurts! Oh! Hurts! Oh!. Hurts! Hurts! Hurts! Hurts!"

The husband's face flushes a deep shade of red as he watches and hears his wife's reaction to the men fondling and sucking her breasts. He stiffens and shakes each time she grunts and squeals as her nipples are bitten and flicked by the men's tongues.

Releasing the tit from his mouth, as the other man continues to suck and nibble the other one, the leader bounces it gently up and down, looks into the woman's eyes and asks, "Does your husband bounce your tits like this while he's sucking them honey?"

She squeals a little girl squeal and replies, "Nooooo."

Continuing to bounce her tit, he flicks her nipple with his thumb and asks, "Does he ever bring the guys from work home to suck your tits with him?"

In her sweet little girl voice, she again squeals another high pitched, "Noooooooo."

"Oh honey, you've never had your tits sucked by two men at the same time?"

"Nooooo" comes her next pitiful little squeal.

"Well shame on your husband." says the stranger as he turns toward the husband and says, "Don't you see how much fun my friend is having sucking your wife's tit? Look how he holds that big melon in both hands. Look at the way he sucks it. And just listen to your sweet lady. Does she squeal like that for you? "

The husband is reviled by the strangers description of what's being done to his wife. He listens as the words are punctuated by the grunts and squeals that come from the back of his wife's throat as her breast is ravished by the man's mouth.

"Look at him sir, there's no stopping him. Oh but I bet you'd like to come over here and rescue your sweet wife from the big, bad, sucking man. But then the noise might wake the children. Ya, it probably would. So are you going to sit there and watch us suck the pretty mommy's tits some more? Good choice."

He lifts the unattended breast with one hand, with the other, he grasps the nipple between his thumb and middle finger, rolls it around and asks, "What do you call 'em sir? What do you call your pretty wife's great big tits? Melons? Jugs? Boobs? She really has an amazing rack. Come on, what do you call them? Knockers? "

The husband gives no reply, then hears his wife let a high pitched shriek as her nipple is pinched tightly.

"Tell me! " He demands.

"YEOWWWWWWWWWW!", she screams.

"Tits!" The husband quickly replies. "Tits!"

He pinches her again, "What's that?"

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeyyyyeeeeoooooooowwwwwwww!!!!

"Tits! Tits! Tits! Tits! I call them tits! For Gods sake!" the husband wails.

The stranger snickers, "Good boy." and releases his vise grip on the woman's nipple.

Her face is beet red and she wheezes hysterically as both her breasts are ravished again. The men get a little rougher with her now as they furiously knead her tits while sucking and biting her nipples. She groans and strains at the grip that the man behind her has on her as he pulls her arms tighter together and bends her back toward him. He leans into her and slips his tongue into her ear. His long tongue is hot and wet. He dribbles some saliva into her ear as he sloshes his tongue around inside of it. She shakes her head in a desperate attempt to make him stop but the pain in her shoulders tells her she must let him fuck her ear with his tongue. He wiggles and thrusts it deeper.

The husband groans in horror as he watches and listens to the slurping sounds the men make with their sucking and licking. His wife's knees shake violently under her skirt.

Her moans are guttural now and animalistic, sending the husband into a blind rage as he pounds his fists into the sofa and whimpers, "No, no, no, no, oh God no!"

One of the men holding her ankles, smiles while making eye contact with the husband, and slips his hand under the sweet lady's skirt.

"OH! she exclaims. "OH! OH! Oh my God! OH!"

Still smiling, he moves his hand up one of her long beautiful legs and says, "Hey... no pantyhose... this is great... Ohhhh mom, shame on you."

"OH!" She gasps again.

She tries desperately to close her knees but her feet are held too far apart. The hand fondles her from her calf, up to her meaty thigh, and down again.

OH! OH! OHHHHHH!"

The man at her other ankle joins in. Together, they rapidly tickle and scratch her legs and her thighs with their finger nails. Their fingers, wiggling like little spiders, travel up her legs to her inner thighs, where they pause for a moment for some playful pinching near her panties... then down... and then back up again.

"Your wife has really nice meaty thighs." One man says. "... Really nice." Says the other man.

The husband is now delirious as he witnesses his wife going into wild, uncontrolled convulsions from the fingers and hands under her skirt, fondling her between her legs. Her head shakes as she grunts and tries to mouth the word 'no' but the sound that comes from her is, "Nuh! Nuh! Nuh! Nuh!"... as her ear continues to be fucked by a long, wet tongue.

"OK boys, let's get a look at wifey's pretty legs. Pull her skirt up real slow so hubby can enjoy it. Up... up... Yaaaaa... like that. That's good. Now, show hubby what he couldn't see you doing when your hands were hidden under that cute little skirt."

Now exposed, the men resume fondling her gorgeous legs. Her body begins to convulse again as the men's hands travel upward. Her knees shake and the flesh on her meaty thighs begins to jiggle.

A loud gasp escapes from her mouth as she feels a hairy, muscular arm slip between her thighs, raise snugly up against her crotch and begin a slow sawing motion back and forth across her panty covered pussy.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh... nooooo... Oh God noooooooo." She moans. "Noooooo."

As the slow, sawing motion of the mans arm against his wife's pussy continues, the husband is horrified when he sees the man, that's been tongue fucking her ear, drop a dollop of spit from his mouth and swish the foamy liquid deep inside her ear.

Slithering his tongue deeper into her ear, the man glares at the husband and dribbles more spit. On her cheek this time. He grins and spreads it all over the side of her face with his tongue, dribbling more and more spit as he licks her.

"Oh God! Don't do that to her! Don't do that to her!" The husband pleads.

"What?" he is asked, "... This?" Only this time the man spits a wad right on her lovely face making her flinch.

"He doesn't like you spitting on his wife's face?" says one of the men fondling the woman's leg. "Well I think he should make you stop. How 'bout it sir? Why don't you come over and make him stop? In fact why don't you come over and make us all stop what we're doing with your sweet lady? "

Then as all of the men stare quietly at the anguished husband, they come up with another way to torment him and slowly begin to gather gobs of their saliva in their mouths.

"OH NO!" cries the husband, "FOR CHRISTS SAKE NO!"

Long, horrible seconds go by, filled with the screaming protests of the husband, begging them to stop, as his captured wife shakes her head violently back and forth mumbling in vain for them not to do this terrible thing.

But now, with their cheeks bulging and the husband watching, they face the poor woman and with the big arm still sawing between her legs and up against her pussy, they rapidly take turns emptying their mouths on her body. They spit on her tits. They spit on her legs. Another big glob is spewed directly on her face. Then another. The wife is hysterical as the hot foamy liquid lands in her eyes. She gasps, momentarily blinded by the scum dripping over her eye lids, only to have a large wad spewed into her screaming, open mouth. Then another. And another.

"Oh My God!" she gurgles, as her mouth fills with the men's spit, "Ohhhh My Gaahhhhdggglllgg!" as it slides over her tongue and drips slowly down her throat, "Ohhhh My Gaahhhhhhhdggglllgg!"

Shaking violently, she gags and retches, as a voice hollers, "Your husband won't stop us m'am! He's just sittin' there! And look at you! You're swallowing all this sticky shit! You're a sick little wifey! And you, asshole, I think you want to see us spit in your wife's mouth again don't you. You want to see her swallow some more don't you!"