I always get nervous being out late at night. But Maggie's best friend hosted her birthday dinner at one of those fancy downtown lounges. Having Maggie by my side, wearing her sexy black dress made the evening quite enjoyable. I vividly remember whispering in her ear how my cock was throbbing after noticing she was not wearing a bra. She whispered, "I'm not wearing any panties either" as she let her hot breath linger by my ear.
Throughout the night, the sexual tension between us intensified and peaked when Maggie sat on my lap. I felt the weight of her ass squeeze drops of precum out of my cock. Maggie had the genius idea of giving me a "show" for the ride home. The streets are usually void of other cars this late into the night, so she sat in the backseat and began stripping out of her dress. I adjusted my rear-view mirror to capture her glistening pussy under the streetlights. My cock was boiling to the point of eruption when I mistakenly drove into a deep pothole in the street. The speed and the depth of the pothole must have blown out the sidewall on the tire.
Luckily, we kept a spare in the trunk and I began the process of swapping the flat one out. About two minutes after I got the car jacked up, my whole world came crashing down. I heard a truck coming our way and the blaring music didn't sound particularly friendly. They slowed down just enough to see that Maggie was naked, clutching her dress to cover herself, in the back seat. Like wolves hunting prey, they spun the block and stopped just a few feet away from us. All four doors flung open and before my heart could sink to my stomach; five black guys maybe twice my size all stepped out and headed our way.
"Aye bruh, you can't park here!" I heard one of them joke sarcastically while they circled the car, staring at Lisa like hungry beasts. I said "Listen guys, I just want to change my tire and get home. I'm not looking for trouble" through gritted teeth. That seemed to bother them because they all made a move to circle up around me. I instinctively assumed a fighting stance, but it was not convincing, deep down I was terrified. The sheer size of these men... there's no way I'd come out of that fight alive. I don't remember what it was, but I felt an impact that left a searing pain in my skull, and I fell to the floor. I remember seeing the five of them walking back towards my car. Hearing Maggie's shrieks of terror kept me awake as they dragged her out of the car and down a dark alley way. I crawled and stumbled my way behind them, still dazed from the blow I suffered earlier.
Their laughter echoed throughout the alley as they teased Maggie, nipping at her bare ass. I could also hear Maggie's muffled sounds of protest; I think they gagged her mouth? That means they must already have their filthy hands on her. I finally caught up to them at the end of the alley way when the butterflies in my stomach grew razor blade wings. Each one of them had a cock hanging in between their knees. They used Maggie's dress to bind her arms behind her back and held a handful of her luscious hair while they stretched out Maggie's throat. I hid behind a dumpster and watched -- as shitty as I felt, I was so turned on. To see my beautiful wife handle cocks of that magnitude... it filled me with an erotic sense of fascination.
Through continued muffled protests, Maggie kept getting meaty cocks stuffed down her throat and smacked around on her face. I was so turned on. I unzipped my jeans pulled my shaft out. Comparatively, those black guys had cocks the size of bowling pins while my dick was closer to a ball-point pen. Maggie was audibly gagging now, and her saliva had begun spilling out from her mouth. Still, this brute fucked her mouth relentlessly until he unloaded ropes of hot cum down Maggie's throat and into her belly. The scene was too much, I could not resist, I shot my load against the dumpster.
