Revenge Returned Ch 07

I slumped back against the chair that my sister-in-law Rachel and her husband Tim had tied me to. My hopes that this afternoon of the forced group-fucking of my wife Claire and my friend Zack's spouse Mel was coming to an end were dashed when Rachel informed us that it was time for Zack to buttfuck Mel.

Tied to his chair, a couple feet to my left, Zack looked conflicted. We had been forced to participate in the chain of sex acts that had unfolded before, and with, us today, but were both largely there to witness our wives being used in all of their holes by two other men, who were helping Rachel return the revenge I had inflicted on her with a similar nonconsensual fuck session a few weeks earlier. Zack and I had been made to cum in the pussy and ass of each other's wife and had to listen to Claire and Mel moan as they took our dicks.

We had endured being restrained while our own wives rode us with their pussies, as Tim and that pig Rick made them airtight, filling all three of their holes at the same time. The aphrodisiacs fueling Claire and Mel to a series of orgasms made things worse, especially when Rick fucked my wife's pussy while my cock was inside her cunt as well. Double vaginal had been a long-held fantasy of mine, but being forced to feel the thick cock of a man I hated -- who had raped my wife only weeks before... his dick sliding up and down my own shaft as he pounded Claire's pussy, her puffy lips which I loved so much stretched beyond belief to wrap around Rick and me... his face close to mine as he spewed his vile seed deep into her belly and then them passionately kissing...

I was shaking with anger, as Rachel sat Mel on Zack's lap, his cock embedded in her ass for the first time.

Mel held Zack's shoulders as she buttfucked herself with his dick. "Oooh, Zack, is that you?" she asked, her eyes still closed. "This feels so good. Why didn't we try it before?" As Mel moaned, Zack stared at her pretty face, inches away from his, covered with the semen of other men. He looked like he was about to cry.

Rick, though, was still hard and ready for more action. "That's so hot!" he called out. "Zack, I hope you like fucking Mel's ass as much as I did! Damn she's tight!" Rick really didn't seem to understand that neither Zack nor I were ok with everything that had just happened. This wasn't a game. He had just participated in the group rape of our wives.

But now Rick was staring at Claire, who was still peaking on the aphrodisiacs her sister had given her. Claire lied on the mattress, eyes shut, feeling her own body. She was playing with her breasts, pinching her own nipples, and biting her pouty lower lip. Her legs were spread, with her clean-shaven pussy in clear view. Those puffy, pink pussy lips I loved sucking were spread wider than normal, the wet hole beneath dripping cum down to her ass cheeks and the sheet below.

"Hot damn!" Rick yelled, glancing back at me. "She's ready for more!" He turned to Rachel. "What's next? Can I get back in your sister's pussy?!"

Rachel stared at me and flashed a smile. "No, Rick," she said and saw the relief in my eyes. "The fun is over for you, asshole. It's time to go."

Rick looked disappointed, his big, erect cock still waving side to side. "Oh, man. I really wanted to watch Claire's titties bouncing up and down while she rode me." I tried to no avail to break free, needing to punch Rick in the face. "Well," he said, "Can I at least have a drink and watch Mel fuck Zack?"

I saw an idea pop into Rachel's mind, and her eyes narrowed with malice. "Great idea. Tim, get Rick a special one," she said, and Tim soon returned with a crystal Glencairn glass filled with whiskey.

"Fancy!" Rick said, downing the entire glass. "One more? Hell, keep them coming!" Rick seemed to revel in running through any social boundaries, but Tim topped up the glass a few more times as they watched Mel slamming her ass down on Zack's cock.

Soon, Zack moaned into his gag, cumming deep into his wife's bowels, as her body trembled with another orgasm. She sat exhausted in his lap, his dick still lodged in her anus, the cum on her face coating his shoulder as she rested her head there.

Rick had dressed and called out enthusiastic goodbyes to everyone in the room, his words slightly slurring, as he shut the front door behind him. Rachel smiled at Tim. "You may need to find a new employee," she said. "It would be such a shame if Rick passed out while driving on that long bridge home." Rachel and Tim shared a laugh.

I can't say the thought of Rick's car careening into the water made me sad, after what he had done to Claire. Even before he had repeatedly used all her holes today, my hatred toward him boiled since I had walked in on him cumming in her pussy without our knowledge or consent, defiling a person who was proud to have only had sex with me. When her sobriety returned, I knew what had happened today would crush her. Rachel was right that it would damage Claire and my relationship and also our friendship with Zack and Mel, and it would certainly make any future family gatherings with Tim and Rachel excruciating. But yep, I wished the worst for Rick on his drive home, when he'd be feeling the effects of the same drug that knocked me out earlier that afternoon.

When my attention refocused, Mel was wrapped in a towel, cum still coating her face, but her eyes were open. Zack had been released from the chair, the gag removed, but his hands were still tied tightly behind his back. Someone had put his boxer briefs back on, but his erection poked lewdly out of them. Tim was dressed and holding the rest of their clothes with one hand and Zack's shoulder with the other. Rachel, still naked, her perky breasts and firm ass made golden by the setting sun, stood near them. "Mel," she said, her voice firm but kind. "I know when you wake up from this you're going to be confused. Tim, Rick, and Jake all took turns -- sometimes more than one at a time -- in each of your holes. Your pussy and ass will be sore. But you'll also know you enjoyed every second of it. You had more orgasms than you've ever had before, while these men, and even your husband, filled you up with their cum." Rachel looked Zack and then me in the eyes with venom. "None of this was your fault. It all happened because Jake and Zack did the same thing to me a few weeks ago." Mel looked to Zack, her cum-covered forehead furrowed with hurt.

Rachel smiled, knowing an angry conversation about her rape would happen between Zack and Mel, since the facts were now revealed. "By the way, Jake filmed the whole night at his house, and you may want to get a copy. I certainly do. I also had cameras placed around here today," she continued, pointing at various spots in her living room. "I'll make sure to get you a copy of the highlights."

Rachel squeezed Zack's hard cock through his underwear and smiled. "You've each got a few hours left before the drugs Tim and I spiked your drinks with wear off. Zack, by the time you get home Mel is going to be begging to cum again. You two should continue this fun there, where you can be more of a willing participant." Rachel released his cock and patted Tim's back. "Tim is going to drive you home, since neither of you are capable of doing that right now," she said then ran her hand over Mel's dark pubic hair. "And hey, if Mel is up for it, you can invite Tim to join you," Rachel paused, patting Mel's pussy, "Inside."

When Zack and Mel had been marched to the garage, Rachel looked at me, then her sister Claire, who was in a deep trance of bliss and horniness on the mattress at our feet. Rachel knelt between my restrained legs, her sexy ass poked up behind her. Just over her body I could see my wife writhing as she played with her own clit. Despite the horrible circumstances, my view really was amazing.

"Jakey, Jakey, Jakey," Rachel cooed, looking up at me, my throbbing cock frustratingly close to her mouth. "Tim's gone, and we're all alone with your sex-crazed wife." She gently kissed the pre-cum off the head of my dick. "What will we do with you now?"

To Be Continued.