I sat alone and patient in the dark dining room of my house, awaiting the moment when my grossly intoxicated husband dropped into our king sized bed. I made certain he drank a little too much with dinner and I damned well made certain he was aroused throughout the entire meal. His needs weren't satisfied though. That would come later...
I shouldn't be doing this.
Quietly, I left my chair and crept towards the bedroom. His soft, rhythmic breaths tells me that he is most certainly unconscious. I take a moment to stare at his toned body and clean shaven privates. It takes all of my self-control not to deep throat his cock.
Jesus, what am I doing?
Again, I tune out my inner doubt. Instead I find my cell phone and send a brief text to a number that I never should have taken. It wasn't one that I used often, usually only when I was in desperate need of the behemoth on the receiving end. The pleasant tingle between my legs gave me pause. Here I am, a happily married woman with an amazing and skilled husband, getting soaking wet at the thought of a strange man. Our first meeting was at the gym my husband and I frequent, after a particularly grueling workout I sought a massage. That was my first encounter with Bryan. His eyes broke down any resistance I might have considered offering up and his finger...well, those took me to incredible places. He massaged my sore muscles while teasing me with naughty quips. The next time we met, Bryan forced open the door of my house and took me violently. I loved every second of pain, every second of pleasure. I loved it so much that I listened to what he really wanted. Hot and wet, I agreed to make it happen.
My phone vibrated subtly and I snapped out of my aroused daze. Bryan was almost here and he was not alone. A finger of fear slipped past my arousal, not for myself but for my husband, Kyle. This was going to be a very long weekend for him. The back door creaked slightly, jolting me away from my thoughts. Bryan strolled through the door, followed by four equally large men.
"Oh my God, Bryan."
"Relax, my dear." He wrapped a bulging arm around my waist and pulled me into his body. "Be a good girl and you'll get all these cocks at once." He grinned viciously at me as his companions began shedding clothing.
"Just remember our deal." I hoped my voice sounded at least somewhat firm. Judging by the grins of the now naked men around me, it didn't. Surrounded by obviously horny men, I was anxious and suddenly extremely wet. I wanted to be concerned for Kyle, but I couldn't force my brain to stop imagining the vicious gang bang that I had been promised. A few of the men started sniffing my hair and running their hands along my body. The sensation was incredible and my sex drive went into overdrive. I tried to wrap a long leg around the closest male, only to be rejected and moved to the side.
Fuck! Or lack of fuck to be more correct.
"Don't worry, Kathy. All of us are ready for a very long, hard weekend." Bryan arched his eyebrows at me and yanked my closer to him. "You've done an amazing job," he whispered hoarsely, "you won't believe what this is going to be like." He nuzzled my neck before moving quietly towards the stairs.
I followed behind, enjoying the view of five incredibly tight asses and massive sets of balls as they swung their way up the stairs. The closest man, shorter than the rest, paused and turned to look at me intently. With a wicked grin, I quickly flicked my tongue across his semi-hard cock. He gasped before grabbing my throat and putting his mouth next to my ear.
"You didn't ask nicely," he said sternly. "You will have to be punished."
I could feel my juices creeping down my thighs. Jesus, when did I become a complete slut? Oh yeah, when the hot massage therapist whispered his plan in my ear as he was grinding me to a mind-blowing orgasm. Oops. I breathed in a few times, trying to calm down. I want to see everything that is going to happen even though my clit is begging to be satisfied.
Looking through the bedroom door, I see and amazingly erotic sight. Kyle, naked and spread eagle on the bed, surrounded by five muscular horny men. Bryan gave me a look, silently asking if I am okay with this. I nod, just once, giving him permission to gang rape my husband.
They must have practiced...or they performed their heinous act on a lot of other unsuspecting men. In mere moments, Kyle's hands were bound and stretched over his head. His legs had been spread and lifted before being bound, affording the aroused group unlimited access to his anus and cock and balls. A ball gag was firmly attached, keeping his mouth occupied and stifling his angry shouts. He fought hard, but the restraints were unyielding. I was fascinated to see my strong husband so vulnerable. Bryan moved quickly, whispering something in Kyle's ear before nuzzling his neck. His cock twitched slightly and started to elongate...I knew he wanted cock! The shorter man, the one I was no doubt going to fuck like a fiend, started running his tongue along Kyle's exposed taint. My husband responded by again fighting against the restraints.
