As Lisa walked through the front door of her house she noticed a small trail of mud in the foyer. This seemed unusual to her because her husband, John, was a neat freak. He would have never left dirt of any sort to be tracked all over their beautiful hardwood floors, let alone left it for her to clean up. She figured he must not have noticed the mess and decided she would take care of it after a much needed shower. Lisa had just returned from her morning jog. She was hot and sweaty. Her grey sports bra was soaked with perspiration and her hair was matted to the back of her neck with sweat. Lisa dropped her keys on the kitchen counter and made her way to the bedroom to change out of her wet clothes.
As soon as she pushed open the bedroom door she was thrown harshly on the bed by a man in a black rubber mask.
Lisa screamed in terror and confusion. "No! Stop! Please!" she begged.
He was so large and strong that Lisa could not escape his big powerful grip. The man rushed to force Lisa's hands together with a zip tie that he had concealed in his front pocket. After a short struggle, he got her hands fastened up tight. He flipped her over onto her stomach and ripped off her sweaty sports bra with his bare hands. Lisa screamed again, shocked by his seemingly unstoppable strength. The man pulled down Lisa's skin tight yoga pants exposing her firm, perfectly tan tear drop shaped ass. The man lifted his mask and buried his face between her ass cheeks, licking at her tight, virgin asshole. He forced the tip of his tongue inside. She shuddered with excitement.
Lisa felt herself beginning to get more and more turned on but also felt somewhat ashamed. John had never done this to her before. How could she be so aroused by a violent stranger! The man spread Lisa's legs wider and pulled on her hips to get closer to her pussy. He started to flick his stiff tongue against her now moist pussy. Lisa's screams of fear had turned into moans of pleasure that were muffled by pillows as she lay face down on the bed. Without realizing it, Lisa had started to grind her pussy into this stranger's face. She got so caught up in the moment that she didn't notice that a second person had moved into the room.
Very abruptly, the stranger stopped sucking her pussy and flipped her over onto her back. It was at this time that Lisa realized that this stranger wasn't a stranger at all. With his mask off she could see this was her next door neighbor Frank, and with him, standing in the corner of the room was John. He had watched her enjoying Franks tongue with a discreet camcorder in his hand.
"What? What's going on? John, what are you doing? "Lisa exclaimed.
"Don't you like it, Lisa? Two men all to yourself. Touching you, licking you, fucking you?" "You sure seem to enjoy Frank." John said slyly
Lisa paused and thought for a moment. She was so turned on that she couldn't imagine not finishing this.
"Do I have to be restrained?" Lisa said.
The two men looked at each other. Frank reached into his pocket and pulled out a pocket knife. He leaned on the bed and cut the zip tie from Lisa's wrists. Lisa slid off the bed and got on her knees on the floor.
"Frank." Lisa said. "Since you made me feel so good why don't you let me return the favor."
Frank grabbed his crotch, feeling his engorged member through his beat up work jeans.
