This story has been a long time coming. Sorry to anyone who might have been waiting for it. I hope the quality of the story helps overcome the grammar and punctuation mistakes. Be kind. Some may want to read some earlier stuff to get some back story.
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Barb sat at a table outside the coffee shop at the local mall. Her husband was home that Saturday and Carl was running the store so she decided to get some shopping done while Joe worked in their yard.
She sipped at her latte watching people go by and thinking about all that had happened to her. It was several weeks now since Carl and his two friends had bound and used her at the cemetery. Her jaw and pussy were sore for two days after the ordeal and for those two days she was appalled at how she had been used, mounted naked on Carl's Bronco like a hunting trophy, and ashamed at how much she enjoyed it. Never in her life had she even fantasized about such a scene yet her body responded wildly. As the soreness wore off she thought more and more about it and came to the realization that Carl had unlocked something in her that she did not even know was there. He had turned her from a bored conservative wife into a horny slut.
Every man Barb saw she undressed with her eyes and wondered what sex would be like with them. She remembered Carl's words about being tested someday and was even wondering what that would be like. Could she really have sex with total strangers? But, she had done it. She had never met the two men Carl brought with him that evening and had responded to them like long time lovers. Their cocks felt and tasted so good and she had no idea how many orgasms she had while the men used her like a whore. That surely must have been the test Carl was talking about when he had her bound naked in his basement.
She was almost done when she noticed two men walking towards her. She didn't know the men but they seemed to be looking right at her as they approached. One man looked like a larger version of Carl and his friend Wayne. He was stocky with long hair and tattoos up one arm. The other man was black and ever larger. He must have been at least 6'5" tall and weighed 275 pounds. Both were very muscular and Barb definitely liked what she saw. It made her feel good too that they looked at her. They must like what they see she thought to herself.
Barb's amusement turned to confusion when the two men walked right up to her and sat down at her table. "Hi guys." I was just leaving and you can have this table," she said to them.
The black man grabbed her hand and said "don't leave Barb. We are here to see you."
Barb was really confused now. "What do you mean? How did you know my name?"
"Oh we have a mutual friend," the black man told her.
"We have seen a couple of very interesting videos of you," the other man chimed in.
"What friend? What videos?" Barb asked.
She was beginning to worry a little bit. She knew of only two videos of her that existed. One was the video of Carl torturing her in his basement and the other at the cemetery with Carl, Wayne and Vic.
The men just laughed. "I think you know what videos we are talking about. You are quite the star and a very hot slut," the white man told her.
"I have to go now," Barb said as she tried to get up, but the black man till had a firm grip on her hand to prevent her leaving.
"Oh you are going now," he told her, "but you are coming for a little ride with us."
"No, please, I can't," she pleaded.
"Oh yes you can," the white man said with a bite to his tone. "You wouldn't want us to tell Carl that you disobeyed now would you?"
Barb sat back in her chair as the full realization of what was happening hit her. These men were friends of Carl's. They had seen the videos of her sucking and fucking Carl and his friends. She was in a daze and the men took advantage of that. The white man grabbed her purse and the black man pulled her up from her chair.
"Come on. We are going for a ride."
Almost in a state of shock she let herself be led away by two men whose names she did not know but who had seen her naked and being fucked repeatedly.
"Oh god no, what if someone I know sees me with them!" Barb was practically crying as they walked her out the door.
Right outside the mall door there was a white van with no windows and another biker looking type at the wheel waiting for them. They hustled her in the side door and both men climbed in after her. The door slammed shut and the sound resolved Barb to her fate. She knew now there was no escaping them as they pushed her to her knees of the soft carpeted floor.
Still in shock she looked around the van. The center where she knelt was open with soft carpeting and the two men sat on the bench in back that was more like a bed than a seat. A curtain hid the driver from the back of the van or better still hid what was going on in back from the rest of the world. This van was designed for sex she thought to herself. She was brought out of her daze when the black man gave her a, one word, command.
"Strip!"
Barb made one last attempt to try and get out of what was going to happen.
"Let me go please. I can't do this today my husband is home waiting for me," she pleaded.
The men burst out laughing. She could even hear the driver laughing and their answer frightened her.
"We know where your husband is," the black man told her.
"She's stalling," the white man said and he grabbed her shirt and pulled it up over her head. "Let's get her naked."
The black man joined him and Barb did not struggle as they stripped all her clothes off her and then proceeded to strip off their own clothes. Barb couldn't help but look as the men bared their cocks right in front of her face as she knelt in front of them. The white man had a larger cock then Carl or Wayne and thicker than Vic's but when the black man's cock popped in front of her face she could only gasp. It was coal black and had to be at least 10 inches long and as thick around as her wrist. Barb had never seen a cock like that before. She looked at it in wonderment. Could that really fit in her?
"Let's get her warmed up," the black man said as he pushed her back on the soft carpet till she was on her back.
He pulled her legs apart opening up her pussy to him and then dipped his head down. Barb gave a soft moan as she felt his tongue begin to lick up and down her pussy lips. That was Barb's weakness. She loved having a hot tongue lapping at her pussy. Slowly her arousal grew as the man licked away at her moistening slit. The other man leaned down a began working on her tits. He lapped at one while taking the nipple of the other one between thumb and forefinger and rolled it slowly. He went back and forth between here nipples until they were two hard buds. She began moaning even more as the black man dug his big tongue deep into her pussy tasting her juices and the other man began nibbling and pinching her nipples. The black man turned his tongue to her clit flicking it back and forth while the white man took his cock and began rubbing it over her nipples. Then he brought it up to her face and began rubbing it there all over cheeks and when he brought it past her lips it was almost automatic for Barb to lick it as it went by.
"Look our little sex toy is getting into it now," he laughed as he felt her tongue on his cock.
Barb could not deny it. 15 minutes ago she was sitting in the mall sipping coffee and now here she was naked in the back of a van with two total strangers playing with her body. The tongue in her pussy and the big cock rubbing all over her face while he still plucked at her nipples had her body responding and if they kept this up she knew she would be having an orgasm very soon. She was caught up in the moment and had forgotten all about the driver and the fact that the van was moving until she heard the driver call from the front just as she was nearing her climax.
"Hey guys we are almost there."
Both men stopped what they were doing and Barb groaned as she had been so close. They pulled her up and pushed her towards the front.
"Take a peek at where we are" the black man told her.
Barb poked her head through the curtain and jumped back like she had been shot. They were driving down her street. She could see her husband out in front of their house trimming some bushes.