Lisa couldn't believe what she had just done. She had always considered herself so innocent, yet she was so wet she had soaked her little silk dress to a point she was sure it could never be worn again. She was tipsy, and things were blurred; much more blurred than she had ever gotten from drinking before. She felt light headed, almost like she was floating. She smiled. It felt good. She admired her own little nipples sticking straight out through the thin material of her silk dress. She kept having images of the men at the bar cheering her on, sliding money between her young little tits and down the front of her soaking wet little panties.
"So many men........so many...........,"she thought, "Mmmmmm, so many older men, even older than Ron." She thought of all the married men that wanted to fuck her so badly, instead of their faithful little wife. "Ha! Their wife was probably fat!," she thought, "I bet I could make them cum faster. Oh sooooo drunk.... I'm spinning, and the black guys.....so many black guys. It was scary. They wanted to rape me. Rape me right there. I could tell........they did........"
"Ron? I'm drunk..... Did I do good? Did I make you happy?"
Ron leaned in to kiss her, sliding his hands gently up from her hips across the silky soft dress to her two little B cup breast. Pinching her nipples he said, "Oh yeah baby, you were incredible."
She reached out to push the door shut behind them, giving it a little push, she fell backwards. Ron caught her by the arm, just barely before she hit the floor. Looking down at her, he was staring at her shaved little 19 year old pussy glistening up at him. She was sopping wet and horny. Her five inch stilettos making her lil slit stare up at him.
"Damn, she is fucked up" he thought. His cock was throbbing to get out of his pants and into his young little wife. Her 105 pound little body was sculpted to perfection. Her 34 B cup tits were perky and stuck straight out, her stomach as flat as a washboard and absolutely no body fat on her. Her straight long blonde hair dangled down to her tits and those blue eyes were to die for. He was imaging his cock sliding up her tight little fuck hole just looking at her.
"Oh, shit," he said. He bent down and lifted her into his arms and carried her to their bedroom. He threw her onto their king size bed. He loved being rough with her. Long ago her dad had asked him to take care of her if anything was ever to happen to him, and not to be easy on her. He said for him to always be stern, knowing his wife would spoil her. Ron had promised him. It was a promise to his best friend on his death bed. He had to keep his promise, and he did. Ron married Lisa a year ago when she turned 18. He was 50 at the time.
Lisa moaned, "Fuck me.....fuck me.......please just fuck me.....I'm so dizzy.....Haha!! The bed is spinning. I think someone put something in my drink. I do, I do, I do. I'm so dizzy.....and horny. Fuck me......Fuck me good!"
Ron went into the bathroom to piss so he could fuck her good and long. As he was reaching for the handle on the toilet he heard Lisa scream and heard male voices. He quickly looked out the bathroom door, that was just slightly ajar. There were three huge black guys in their bedroom. One was on the bed with Lisa and had pulled her to her knees, holding her arms behind her making her tits jut out at the other two who had their back to the bathroom. They had to all be at least 6'3" with one pushing 7 feet and damn did they have muscles. There was nothing Ron could do. If he went out there they would probably kill him. He watched nervously.
The guy holding her was whispering into her ear. He saw Lisa nod yes, and he removed his large dark black hand from her pale little face and instead wrapped her platinum, long blonde, straight hair up in his fist.
"You going to do what we say baby?" he said, as he forced her head up and down to signify yes with his fist full of hair. "Good girl. Where is that husband of yours?"
"He's.....he's....not here......"
"Don't you lie you cunt!"
"No, he went to town....to get condoms."
The room burst out with laughter. It was a 30 minute drive to town, each way. The three intruders quickly started undressing. Ron stood peaking through the door. His cock was starting to swell. He knew what was in store for his little wife and it was making him hard as hell. "My God. They are going to fuck the shit out of her." He knew she had only been with him....except for her first time.
Ron's jaw dropped as he saw the big black cock swaying from the intruder behind Lisa. It must have been 9 inches and twice as big around as his own cock. There was no way her tiny body could handle that massive cock, but the thought of watching her try almost made him moan out loud.
"I am Tyrone, he is Maurice, and we call him Big. Do you understand? If you fail to do exactly what we tell you to, you will have to come with us when we leave. If you do everything we say, when we say it, you can stay here and no harm will come to you or your husband if he comes home. Understand?"
Lisa nodded yes, but was now looking even more drunk.....or drugged?
"That's good. You like the way you feel? We put a little something extra in your drink for you. You didn't really think we were going to spend $10 to buy you a Coca Cola did you?"
Ron watched as a long black arm extended from the guy called Maurice to slide his massive black hand under the short little silk dress. Ron knew the man named Maurice had hit pay dirt. He saw Lisa bite her lip. "Damn she looked horny," he thought.
She whimpered. Maurice pulled his hand back to show the others how wet his finger was. Then Tyrone reached around, grabbed the material of her dress between her tits, smiled and ripped her dress right down the middle. Lisa's tits fell out and her smooth shaved pussy was on display for everyone.
"MMMMMMMMM!!!!," Ron heard from everyone. "We are going to fuck you harder than you ever been fucked little girl. You ever been fucked by a brotha?"
Lisa nodded no, and Ron thought he saw tears forming in her eyes. Ron watched as Maurice worked his finger meticulously over her little clit and was shocked when Lisa moaned. Was she enjoying this? Then, Ron couldn't believe his eyes. He watched as Maurice slowly slid his long black middle finger up her wet white pussy. "My God." Ron thought, his finger is larger than my cock."
The other two had now both started licking Lisa's nipples. Her pale nipples were glistening wet and hard. She was so light skinned that her pale pink aerials were hardly visible on her stark white tiny tits, it was something Ron always admired. The contrast of the deep ebony skin of the three intruders sliding their hands over her was an incredible sight for Ron. He stood dazed, almost as if he were drugged as well, but he wasn't. He was just mesmerized by the site unfolding before him.
He was close enough to see the goose bumps on her pale little glistening saliva coated nipples, as he watched their tongues lick and tease his young wife's tits. He bit his own lip as he watched Tyrone take Lisa's right nipple between his teeth and gently pull her tit outward slowly moving his head side to side. He released, and her perk tit popped out of his mouth, and she moaned. Yes, she definitely moaned in pleasure. Maurice was now rhythmically working his long ebony finger in and out of Lisa's tiny pussy. His finger now coated in her juices and Ron could hear the slurping sounds of her tight pussy sloshing as he watched him finger fuck her.
Big then reached out and gently grabbed Lisa's head, with his huge black hands wrapping totally around her head, making her look him in the eye. "So never fucked a brotha? How old are you?"
"Nineteen." Lisa responded.
"Holy fuck. How did you get into the bar to dance?"
"I have a fake ID..." she replied sexily and teasingly. "Was that bad of me? You won't tell the owners will you?"
The men laughed, then Big went on. "So no brothas. You ever fucked a man 40 years older than you? Today is my 62nd birthday and I want some young tight white pussy for my birthday."
Lisa giggled drunkenly and responded "no," but in the sexiest damn voice Ron had ever heard her use. Was it the drugs? Ron was shocked.
Though Big had his back to him, he did not appear to be that old, he was in excellent shape. Ron noticed Lisa looking Big up and down and then holding her gaze down towards Big's cock. Ron examined him from behind, looking for signs of his age. He noticed for the first time Big had some graying hair. He wished he could see what Lisa was staring at, but Big had his back to him. Then it happened, Big lifted one leg and placed it on the bed, and there right before Ron dropped the biggest set of balls Ron had ever seen. They were huge!!!! They almost looked the size of tennis balls. Ron wished he could see the cock that was attached. "My God, it had to be fucking enormous" Ron thought.
Big grabbed Lisa's thin little wrist and guided it toward his cock. "That's it baby. Play with it. Play with my big old black cock. Do you like black cock?"
Lisa's head shook yes!!!!
"Yeah, you like older men also don't you. That's obvious from your husband. You are really going to like fucking my old black cock then baby."
"It's so big......and heavy. Oh my God it's so heavy" she smiled, looking down. "Oh shit...it's getting even bigger......mmmm and hot." She tossed her blonde hair back over her shoulder and Ron could see her little hand now slowly tugging on what Ron could only imagine was the biggest cock in the world. His little wife looked so dazed, so fucked up and glassy eyed, yet still appeared to have her senses about her.
Lisa reached down to cup Big's balls. Her tiny white hand cupped them with a ball falling to each side of her petite hand, and then she gently worked at rubbing and squeezing each black orb slowly as she examined them. "They are so big!!!" She said with excitement in her voice.