Brooe's Yuletide Gift!
Reluctance/nonconsent Story

Brooe's Yuletide Gift!

by Eggplant2581 18 min read 4.5 (12,100 views)
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Chapter 2

"Give me a hand, Jax,' Jimmy said, 'Help me untie her. I want her head on the other side of the bed."

After releasing Brooke from the headboard, Jimmy grabbed a handful of her hair, dragging her face to the foot of the bed. She stared at Rick, silently begging him for help, but knowing he was useless. Jimmy forcefully pinned her chin to the foot board and pulled her right arm behind her back. Yanking her left arm out straight, he handed it to Jax. Jax pulled her wrist out, and began tying it and her arm along the top of the foot board. Brooke screamed and kicked but Jimmy painfully forced her right arm up into her back. After the one arm was secured, Jimmy handed her other to Jax. They left her tied, arms out wide, chin resting on the top of the foot board, staring straight across at her husband's hard cock. She was flat on her belly, her wonderful, tight ass wriggling at the boy's lustful eyes. To Brooke's horror and surprise, Jimmy took her by the ankles, half lifted her body and pushed them forward. At the same time, Jax curled the ropes behind her knees and tied them off to the foot board. Their effort raised her hips and lifted her ass toward the ceiling, shiny asshole and all. ​

"Yea, that's what I like. Struggle, Baby. Move that fine ass,"Jimmy said. He palmed his hand over the soft mounds of her cheeks. Licking a finger, he squirmed it into her rectum. "Look, Buddy, he said, 'I wanted you to see Brooke's cute face when I fuck her up the butt."​

"No! Don't!" Brooke squealed. Her full ass wriggled erotically behind her. Jimmy's finger remained buried past the knuckle in her tight passage. His other hand shifted down, fingers running through the damp lips of her sex. She could feel him scooping up the cum that lingered there. Jimmy dribbled the goo over his finger and the ring of her anus, before shifting it to her mouth. "Don't..." she began to complain before the wet fingers entered her lips. ​

"Suck those fingers, Slut. Show Jax how much you like his cum."​

Upon viewing Jax, knife in hand, twirling it beside her husbands face, she resigned, and licked Jimmy's digits clean. ​

"You see, Rick, your wife is a whore," Jimmy teased. Using both hands, Jimmy pried Brooke's soft ass cheeks apart, peering into her dark hole. "You look tight, Baby. I bet you don't get much anal, do you?"​

"Please, not that,' Brooke pleaded, 'Not in front of my husband." ​

"Oh, but Brooke, he wants to see what a slut you are. He loves this. Look how hard his dick is."​

Rick lowered his head, ashamed to look his wife in the eyes. Jax did not allow it and jerked his face back up. ​

Brooke stared at her husband in confusion, horror, and anger, then she felt the head of Jimmy's cock touch her open ass. She started to turn her own face away, till Jimmy yanked it back up by the hair. "No, no, Bitch. You better look at your husband, and don't you dare close your fucking eyes," Jimmy warned. ​

"Ugh!" Brooke grunted, as Jimmy's thick, cock reshaped her hole. She felt it being forced to stretch open, as the bloated shaft plunged straight into her colon. Tears poured down her cheeks, and she bit down on her pert, lower lip, praying for the pain to end. The pain only increased the farther the shaft tore into her bowels. Her tight ring burned with the assault. ​

Rick watched his beautiful wife struggle. Her tits flopped back and forth, slapping against the foot-board with each thrust of the cock. Through his anger, he fought back the stirring of his cock. Deep inside he wanted to see her abused and taken hard. He was getting that wish, and his cock treasured it. With each gasp from her lips, his cock jumped, pre-cum drooling from its tip. ​

Jimmy began to pound Brooke harder. His pelvis spanked her cheeks, filling the air with sharp smacks of flesh. The thrusts became brutal, knocking the air from Brooke, and continuing to slap her tits against the bed frame. Jimmy kept her hair pulled back, riding her ass like a horse. Her mouth stayed wide open, gasping and groaning with each painful slam of his cock. Looking down, Jimmy admired the way her ass sucked at his stiff rod. He could feel her wet pussy as his large balls slapped at its flesh. ​

"I...I'm gonna fill your fucking butt with my cum, Slut," he announced grinding his last thrust into her ass. "Ahhh!" he howled. ​

Rick saw his wife's eyes. They almost rolled back in her head, as the man's seed surged into her bowels. ​

Jimmy pulled his sloppy cock from Brooke's's ass and gave it a hard slap. It jiggled and cum dripped from the open hole. They untied her bonds and

Jimmy pulled Brooke by the hair, dragging her off the bed, to the floor in front of Chip. ​

"Clean it," Jimmy commanded presenting his filthy pole to her mouth. ​

Brooke looked in humiliation at her husband's eyes, back to the filthy, cum covered, cock, then back to Rick. Jax, with a sinister grin, pointed the sharp knife down towards Rick's hard shaft. Reluctantly, Brooke opened her lips and engulfed the sticky rod. ​

Jimmy groaned in pleasure. "Clean it, Slut, all of it. Lick it from top to bottom."​

Brooke followed his orders, lapping the shaft all the way down to his balls, then drawing her mouth back to its tip. The horrid taste stung her tongue.

To her horror, the shaft began to grow stiff again. ​

"Look at me, Bitch,' Jimmy said, 'Let me see those pretty eyes. That' s right. Make me hard again, and I'll give you some more cock."​

Finally, satisfied for the time being, Jimmy pushed her face away from his shaft. It slipped from her mouth with a wet, 'Plop'. ​

"Stand up, Slut. Back to your husband." Jimmy commanded. ​

Brooke stood on shaky heels. Her beautiful butt, shiny with sweat, a red hand print on one cheek, faced Rick's watery eyes. The site of her naked ass made his cock twitch. ​

"Now, You're going to bend over, spread those tight cheeks, and guide your husband's hard cock into your sloppy ass."​

They both looked at Jimmy with shocked surprise.​

"What?" Brooke questioned aloud. ​

"You heard me, Slut. I want you to put his cock up your used asshole. Don't question me again! Do it now!" he threatened.​

It was Rick's turn to groan in pleasure. Only once had Brooke had let Rick take her ass. Jimmy's cum dribbled from her open ass, covering the husband's shaft before it entered her warm anus. She had tried to go slow, but Jax came around, placed his hands on her shoulders and pushed. Brooke grunted as Rick's pole filled her up.​

"Come around the chair, Jimmy, and pull her ankles up and back," Jax asked. He then turned to Brooke, " You'll show me that hot pussy now, Brooke."​

Brooke felt her ankles being tugged back, spreading her legs, and forcing her back to Rick's tied, chest. Her cunt flowered open, the lips red and swollen from sex. Her black heels rested at Rick's ears. Looking back and forth, he could see her toes curling in the black pumps. ​

"Look up at me, White Slut," Jax ordered. ​

Brooke saw the evil, lusting, whites of his eyes before feeling the pressure of a thick cock at her folds. She screamed, 'Noo!" as it dawned on her what was about to happen.​

Rick looked over his wife's shoulder, just in time to see the black man thrust his hips forward. He then felt the pressure of another cock, just above his own, pressing into his wife's cunt. Her ass had never gripped him so tightly. Rick couldn't help it; He had to raise his hips up, forcing his hard cock deeper inside, moaning from the pleasure. ​

"Your husband is going to feel when you cum on my cock, Slut...and you will cum," Jax announced triumphantly. ​

The black cock began to plow into Brooke's cunt, filling every sensitive, nook and cranny of her inner walls. Her asshole twitched in painful convulsions, sucking at Rick's throbbing rod. Jax pulled it out and pushed it back in, taking up a rhythm and stretching out her abused cunt. Painfully he pushed her head back towards her heels. Right next to his ear, Rick could hear every whimper and groan from his wife's lips. ​

"Listen to your wife, Rick. She loves my black cock. I'm stretching her out for you. Can you feel my cock inside her? Yea, that's right, Whore. Moan for your husband. You know you love it. Take that cock."​

Rick felt everything above his wife's tight ass. He heard her protests turn into heavy pants. The sound of the cock plowing her cunt turned into wet, sloshing sounds, divided by loud pussy farts on each re-entry. ​

Suddenly and without warning, Jax had ceased his thrusting. Rick heard his wife groan and lift her sex up towards the black man. ​Brooke moaned, "Just finish me."​

"I'll finish you when I'm ready, Cunt," Jax replied. He tore his thick cock from the grip of her sucking cunt. "Get up. Slut. Turn around. Face your husband and put his cock in your wet pussy."​

Brooke was somewhat happy. She did want more, and the man was going to let her take her husband's cock. Lifting up and looking shyly in her husband's eyes, Brooke lowered herself down his stiff pole. It was different somehow, not like before; She couldn't quite feel his cock, it was as if her cunt had expanded. ​

Jimmy saw the look of confusion and worry on Brooke's face. "Yea, that's right. Stretched you out good, didn't he?" Jimmy laughed.​

"Oh, that's nothing,' Jax said, 'Take her arms and pull her forward, Jimmy."​

With a tug, Jimmy yanked Brooke into her husband's face and kept her there. She felt two thick, wet, fingers probe into her tender ass, spreading her cheeks and opening her sore hole. "No! Oh, God, No! Y...You...You're too big...No...Not there!" Brooke screamed, feeling the thick, head press into her anal opening. ​

"Oh, Yes, You're my whore," Jax groaned feeding his long dick into Brooke's struggling backside. ​

Rick could feel his wife's breasts; The stiff nipples poking into his bare chest. Her cunt was looser than ever before. The warm cum from her previous rape poured out around his cock. Unable to stop his lust, he thrust his cock up, trying to fuck Brooke through the ropes. Above his shaft, the black snake filled her back hole. Rick could feel it churning into her guts. ​

Jax began to slap her ass, cursing and calling her names, humiliating Brooke before her husband:​

"Yea, I'm fucking your tight, white, ass, Cunt. Feel that dick, Whore. Look at her, Hubby; She likes to be stuffed by cock. Hay, Jimmy, make her suck your dick. Make the Bitch airtight."​

Brooke shook her head, 'No.' over Rick's shoulder, but Jimmy just took her by the hair and pulled her lips onto his cock. The stiff cock wormed its way into her mouth. Slobber ran from her chin, down, Rick's naked shoulder. Her gags rang in his ears. ​

Rick could no longer hold back. His shaft twitched and ropes of cum shot up into her womb, mixing with the rest. A few minutes afterward, Jax cried out and shot his wad in her convulsing ass.​

"That's it: Milk it, Slut. Milk me with your asshole," he groaned. ​

Brooke felt herself orgasm. The lips of her wet, sex jerked at Rick's limp cock. Jimmy was next. His cock danced in her constricting, throat. Shooting its seed straight into her belly. Rick heard her swallow every rope. What she could not keep down drooled from her lips, down Rick's bare chest. The smell of cum was overbearing. Exhausted, Brooke collapsed over Rick.

While Jimmy held Brooke''s arms outstretched, Jax wrapped the ropes around her elbows, binding her naked body to Rick's. His limp cock still rested in her cum-filled, pussy. To make sure they stayed that way, Jax tied another rope around her waist and the back of the chair.

"You two lovebirds just wait here for awhile, while we rummage around some more. We want to look through your other goodies," Jax explained. ​

Brooke rested her head on Rick's shoulder and sobbed, "I'm so sorry, Baby."​

Rick mumbled back. He could smell the harsh aroma of cum on her breath. Involuntarily, his cock twitched back to life. Her wet cunt felt so good. It comforted the pain of his ropes. ​

"No, Honey, don't get hard," Brooke pleaded.​

Rick mumbled again, and his shaft jerked. He could not help it. ​

Sometime later the two men came back into the room. The couple did not notice them, for they work both fucking like crazy. ​

"We just can't leave you two lovebirds alone; Can we?" Jimmy laughed. They both jumped with surprise at his voice, their fuck session interrupted. ​

The two men untied Brooke and dragged her off her husband. His cock was still hard and waving proudly in the air. It was soaked and covered with Brooke's and the other men's cum. There was also a large pool of it in the chair between Rick's thighs. Brooke glanced down at the bed, her wedding dress and a pair of white heels were spread out over the sheets. She glanced back at the men in confusion. ​

"I always wanted to fuck a white bride,' Jax said, 'Put it on."​

Brooke began backing up. "N...no...no."​

Jimmy caught her and slapped her with a hard backhand. She went flying across to land on the soft bed beside her dress. Brooke put a hand to her bruised cheek. Blood trickled from a partly split lip. Rick mumbled loudly, protesting in the background. ​

"On!" Jax barked. ​

Brooke looked down and then asked, "I need my.. my ......"​

She meant her underwear, just couldn't say it. Jax knew what she meant.

"You don't need them. Now put it on; Quickly! Don't fucking make me wait, Bitch," he warned. ​

"You can do it in the bathroom and clean up some, put on makeup, and fix your fucking hair," Jimmy said. "You look like a cheap whore...and leave the door open; We're watching you," he added. ​

Indeed they did watch her get dressed, keeping their eyes on her breasts and staring at her pussy while she wiped up the cum with a wet washcloth.

Brooke put her hair up, brushed her teeth, and re-applied her makeup. She tried to stall, but it was only putting off the inevitable. Finally, she slipped the white dress over her head and eased her feet into the white heels. The 2 3/4 inch heels were white leather, with white straps that buckled across her ankles. Other small white straps covered the top of her feet. The wedding dress was long and white, with a low, half 'V' at the neck. White lace covered the neck and hem. The sleeves were long and made from a sheer material, showing off her soft arms, right up to the shoulder. The dress fit perfectly. Her eyes were still red from crying, She sniffled back her tears and strutted into the room. ​

Both men were still naked, admiring her beauty; Along them, her tied-up, husband. ​

Jax stepped forward and zipped the back of her dress. Startling her, Jax swept her into his strong arms and kissed her hard on the lips. Keeping her pinned to his naked body, he drove his tongue deep into her mouth. Brooke just stood there not moving until Jax slapped her across the face. ​

"You better make this good, Bitch, or we'll stay until you do."

He kissed her back. This time, she wrapped her arms around him and returned the passionate kiss. Rick burned in anger, yet his cock was still hard as rock. ​

Stopping the kiss, Jax turned her around, lifted the hem of her dress, showing her naked cheeks to the others. He gripped its flesh, then slapped it hard, watching it jiggle teasingly. ​

"Agh!" Brooke jumped at the stinging smack. his hands then softly rubbed the warmed skin. ​

"I just love that white, ass," he grinned. "Now,' he said, releasing her dress, and pushing her away, 'Put some pillows on the headboard, and sit on the bed."​

Brooke timidly got on the bed and leaned back on the pillows, tucking her heels under her like some frightened animal. ​

"No, not like that,' Jax explained, 'Spread those legs out, lift your knees and slowly pull your wedding dress back."​

Fearing for their lives, Brooke did as instructed. ​

Jax kept telling her what to do, coaxing her on: "Just like that, Brooke. Show us your newly shaved cunt. Put your fingers on it. Show us your pink...Find that little clit and start rubbing it...Right...Like that...Rub it faster...Masturbate for us all."​

"Please," She whimpered. ​

"No. You better make us all hard,' he added, 'Yes...Like that...Now take your other hand...reach into the neck of your dress and fondle that breast."​

Rick stared at his wife's wide, embarrassed eyes. He could hear her breath quicken. Her pussy was getting wet. Rick could see her skin shine. Her hips began to roll forward, her head tipping back. As the black man coaxed her, the deeper her fingers plunged into her wet pussy.​

"You're hot for us now; Aren't you, Slut?' Jimmy asked, 'Look at these hard cocks. Wet your lips. You want to feel these cocks in your tight, wet, pussy.

You want to taste our cum on your lips."​

"Now, slap it. Slap your cunt with your hand," Jax added. ​

"W...what?" Brooke questioned.​

"I didn't stutter, Bitch. I said slap your cunt!" he barked. ​

Lightly Brooke slapped her aroused pussy with the flat of her hand. ​

"Harder, Bitch. Slap it again."​

She smacked her flesh again. The pain on her tender clit made her jump, afterwards came a stinging, yet pleasureful sensation.​

"Again," Jax ordered. ​

The wet smack resounded around the room. ​

"Agh, ahh," Brooke groaned aloud. Her thighs quivered. ​

Again and again, she was ordered to slap her wet pussy. Each time it stung in pain, followed by an intense sensation of pleasure. ​

"On your knees now,' Jax instructed. 'Flip that dress over your ass. Keep those fingers in your cunt. Use your other hand to spread a cheek. Show us that pink asshole."​

Brooke indeed felt like a Slut, but she feared stopping. The wedding dress made loud crumpling sounds as she moved. She could not see them behind her. She could only see her own fingers moving between her spread thighs, her naked breasts swaying beneath the dress. Brooke felt the bed move.

Someone had crawled behind her. She gasped loudly when a thick pair of lips dove into her ass, the tongue delving deep through her ring. Unaware, her fingers moved faster. Never had anyone done that to her. She could hear the animal like sounds, as the man lathered her backside with his mouth.​

The tongue left her ass, weaving its way down, sucking each wet finger before driving into her core. The tongue covered her hard, reddened, and aroused clit. ​

"Ahhh!" Brooke moaned aloud, cumming hard on the black face. ​

Just as suddenly, Jax rose up, leaving the head of his monster cock poised at the entrance of her inflamed cunt.​

"Rock back, Brookie, Girl; Take me into your sex," he ordered. ​

Brooke groaned, leaning back towards her heels, feeling the hot shaft stretch her opening. She cursed herself. She needed it; Needed a hard cock.​

Rick could not believe his eyes. His loving naive wife was on her knees, dress pulled back, (Her own wedding dress), pushing her white, ass back to a long, hard, black, cock. She acted as if Rick wasn't even there. She leaned back, her cunt swallowing the cock whole, taking it all in. The long, dark, rod snaked between her thighs. He saw Jax reach down, grabbing the heels of her white, shoes. He used them to hold on, and spread her thighs farther apart. ​

"Now, Brooke, I'm not going to move. You're going to do all the work,' Jax explained, 'You are going to fuck me."​

Groaning and biting her bottom lip, Brooke began rocking back and forth, each time taking more black cock into her burning cunt. She felt every thick vain of the monster, hating herself for loving every inch. ​

"That's it, Slut, fuck me; Fuck me you White, Whore," Jax teased, still holding tight to her heels. ​

"Look at your wife,' Jimmy said, 'I think I'm going to partake myself. You just watch your Little Blonde whore!"​

Jimmy went to the bed and slid under Brooke's arms. His face was right under the neck of her dress. With both hands, he jerked the dress down. The material ripped, as he tore it down past her breasts. The naked orbs sprang free, dropping into his waiting hands and lips. ​

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