The past few weeks had been terrible for my wife and I. Imagine being helpless watching your wife got fucked, sodomised and gangbanged by countless number of men, young and old. As we are both in our 50s, we were truly defenceless against the many men, who were lusting after my beautiful trophy wife.
It all started when we got lost in the slums and were trapped by some young punks, and the events had snowballed to an old homeless man and even our neighbours' son. All of them got a piece of my wife, Eileen, and had videos of her doing unimaginable lewd stuff on her.
It was just another day with the slum gang, led by that very mean young man Kurt, took Eileen to his place to pimp her to the disgusting slum dwellers. I'm sure they made a lot of money doing that as Eileen was a hot lady. A beautiful face, sexy body and enormous bust, heads turned whenever I went out with her and our kids.
I loved her very much and contrary to all my relatives and colleagues claims that I marry her for her looks, I love Eileen for who she is, inside. And I knew she loved me too, and she kept saying there will be no one else in her heart.
Tonight as i was waiting for Kurt and his friends to bring my wife, Eileen, from the slums, I was at my bathroom jerking my tiny wimpy cock thinking about her when I heard loud knockings on my door.
I pulled up my boxers and dashed down to the hallway, worried if the knockings might woke my kids up. They had to sleep early as they had school the next day.
"Darling, I'm coming," I called out. When I finally opened it, I was shocked.
It was her alright, but she was in a stupor state. She was carried by her arms by 2 young men, who looked familiar.
Eileen was literally drenched in cum. Her huge sagging tits were hanging precariously off her blouse, and her nipples could clearly be seen. Worse, her pussy was also visible as the skirt she was wearing was ridiculously short.
She stood on wobbly knees, baring her breasts. Her eyes were half closed and her beautiful straight blonde hair was in a mess. She looked like a whore who got fucked a hundred times and finally just ended her shift.
One of them said excitedly, "Sir! Someone asked us to drop your wife here, at this address!"
"Someone? Never mind, thank you boys for bringing her here, yes she is my wife," I replied. I assumed it was Kurt.
"Yeah, we were drinking in a pub at slum valley and-"
"It's okay, I know," I interrupted. I'm aghast she was with these boys awhile ago on the way back here. I hoped they didn't do anything to her.
Eileen was so heavy. There was no way I could lift her up; I'm a frail old man. The boys could see that and offered to carry her to our bedroom.
"Uh...I-I'm sure I'll be able to handle it boys".
The other boy then said, "Oh it's a pleasure for us to carry your wife up Sir," he grinned.
Being a timid old man, how could I said no. I nodded and all 3 of us finally managed to carry her up the stairs, to my room.
We heaved my wife up on the bed, where she slumped heavily on the mattress, revealing her naked crotch of all of us to see. I was getting uncomfortable and hoped the boys would finally leave.
But I was wrong.
"Sir, its clear your wife is covered in some sort of sticky slime. Me and my buddy here wouldn't mind helping to remove it for you," he said, taking out a couple of cloths.
I was nervous but gathered enough courage to said "No".
But the boys pretended not to hear and began wiping my semi naked wife. One of them used his finger to spread her pussy lips, causing thick cum to flow out of the opening, before dabbing it with the cloth.
I was dumbfounded! Fancy them doing this to my wife right in front of my eyes! I was jealous, yet too afraid to speak up. I just hoped and prayed they will leave.
The second boy said, "Hey Sir, could you lift her right leg so I can clean it deeper?"
"You really don't have to, I - I can clean her myself. It's getting late, your parents might be w-worried," I stammered.
"Nonsense, we are old enough Sir! Old enough to screw your..." thankfully he stopped mid sentence. I did not wish to hear the rest if it.
The first guy looked at his friend, and both burst out laughing. I nervously joined in the laughter, in order not to feel left out.
When I was young I was always the last to be picked when my school mates were choosing who to be on their team. I was always always bullied at school, due to my scrawny small body and large framed glasses.
Obviously no girls were interested in a geek like me. No one, that is, until Eileen came along. It was during my university days. I'm proud to say that it was love at first sight, and though she had numerous admirers, her also geeky nature blended well with me. She was wearing large framed glasses too, just like myself.
Simply said, it was a match made in heaven.
But the last few days were pure hell for us. It tested our marriage vows and strained our relationship. Nevertheless I love her so much, and likewise I believe she loves me too. Oh when would our nightmare be over!
"I said give me a hand, Sir!" the boy's loud voice jolted me. "Lift her right leg up!"
His sudden harsh tone terrified me and I quickly did as he told me too. I lifted my wife's leg up, stretching her pussy lips even more.
"That's it, that's the way to do it Sir, good. Now just hold on to it while we clean her insides."
I looked away, not wanting the image of them probing my wife's gaping pussy to haunt me afterwards. Eileen started to moan.
"Mmmm mmmmm ahhhhh," she sounded, her eyes still closed. Was she getting turned on?? That would be a betrayal, a betrayal on her vows to me. I was getting so jealous.
The first young man took a squeeze on Eileen's nipples right before my very eyes and she gasped as he pinched both her nipples between his rough fingers.
"Make'em hard" and "she likes it" the second boy's voice filled the room. My wife's mouth moved as if trying to say something but no words came out.
Both their faces were now inches from her open pussy, and they dug their fingers deeper. I knew very well their intentions were bad. My suspicions were right. They weren't cleaning it at all! They were just enjoying themselves making my wife cum!
Eileen moaned and groaned and finally let the air in her lungs out. With her body arching, she cummed heavily, and her juices could be seen spurting out like a water fountain. I was still holding her leg up, while the boys were laughing and videoed the whole scene!
On and on the liquid gushed out from her pussy until she finally dropped her body on the mattress, looking fully satisfied.
Eileen finally opened her eyes, and, upon seeing them, weakly said, "No, not the both of you again...aren't you brats tired?" She seemed not to realise that she was already in our bedroom.
She was still in weak and she subsequently drifted back into unconsciousness.
The second boy then climbed up on her, placing her face between his legs. He was busy cleaning her mouth with the cloth. Oh!
