Aran and Kit Srisuwan recently celebrated their fifth wedding anniversary. Many people had been surprised when the beautiful, thirty-year-old Kit had married a man twenty years older than she was.
Both were from Thailand, but had met each other in the United States. Aran had immigrated from Thailand in his early twenties. Kit immigrated with her family before becoming a teenager.
Aran was a successful man who owned his own auto repair business. He was outgoing and charismatic, and his hobbies included playing guitar, collecting classic cars, body building and kick boxing, although he has limited the latter after entering his fifties.
He was an average looking man, standing 5' 7", with a muscular body. His short hair was mostly gray, and beginning to thin in the back. But otherwise, he did not look his age.
Many people assumed that it was his money that attracted Kit to him. In truth, that did draw her initial interest. But over the two years they dated she had really fallen in love with him.
It was easy to see why Aran wanted to be with Kit. She was an exotically beautiful woman born to a mixed Thai/Philippine mother and Thai father. She was 5'3" with large, dark eyes; unusual for a Thai woman, long black hair that reached the middle of her back. And an uncharacteristic shapely body with double D cup breasts that looked even larger on her short body. Most people found it hard to believe that she was fully Asian. The fact that she had learned to speak English with little accent made that even more doubtful to some.
Kit was also annoyed by people who assumed that her big tits were implants, just because it wasn't common for Asian women to be big busted like she was.
Kit had always been popular. Being a gorgeous Asian with huge tits and a pretty face made that easy. But she was very outgoing, and talented. She loved to sing karaoke and eventually began singing in a local band, which is how Aran met her.
With men clamoring to be with her, Kit had become something of a diva in her early twenties. She wasn't overly promiscuous, but she did date several men, and had sex with six of them before meeting Aran.
Her relationship before meeting Aran had been difficult as her then-boyfriend was an angry drunk. So the older Aran was a welcome change of pace for her. And since he was financially well off, and she was in her late twenties and still making minimum wage, he was a good catch for her.
So the past five years have been pretty good for the couple. Aran's business prospered, and Kit got to enjoy herself, although she still was self-absorbed on her own personality and loved attention, especially the way men fawned over her. Though Aran was not too pleased with the latter.
The couple had just come home from a night out. Normally they wouldn't return home until after midnight, but tonight they had decided to cut it short, which was unfortunate for them.
Unknown to Aran and Kit, three men were inside their house when the arrived home.
Roger and Randy Carter were two brothers who had been recruited by their long-time friend, Chris Kidwell, to help rob the place.
Chris had worked for Aran, and had been fired by the man. Knowing that Aran had some quality valuables, he had decided to rob his former employer to both make a little cash and get back at him at the same time.
Chris was a fair-skinned 26-year-old mechanic with unkempt, short blond hair, which was currently concealed beneath a ski mask that he wore to conceal his identity from Aran's security cameras. He was six feet tall, and just a little overweight.
Roger and Randy were 6'2" and 6'3" respectively. Roger had short brown hair while Randy's brown hair was nearly shoulder length. Both of the mid-twenty-year-olds wore ski masks like Chris.
They had only been in the house for a couple minutes when they were startled by the sound of Aran's car entering the garage startled the trio. Chris had warned the brothers about Aran's kick boxing abilities so none of them really wanted to tangle with him, but they knew that they had to do something to secure him so they could make a clean getaway.
Roger and Randy quickly took position on either side of the door to the garage, while Chris found some rope on a work bench in the laundry room.
When Aran entered the doorway, the two men pounced on him, driving him to the ground.
Kit screamed in fear as she watched her husband being wrestled to the ground. As she turned to flee, Chris tossed the rope to his partners and grabbed her, pulling her into the room.
Being taken by surprise, Aran still put up a fight, but quickly found himself pinned face down on the floor with his arms securely tied behind his back.
Aran and Kit was dragged into the living room by the taller brothers, while Chris pulled two dining room chairs into the room. The chairs were placed back to back, and both Aran and Kit were forced to sit down, where they were tied to the chairs.
"Gag them with these." Chris said, handing them two pair of panties that he had seen on top of a pile of laundry in the basket by the washer and dryer.
Both husband and wife were forced to take a pair of Kit's panties into their mouths before having a pair of her pantyhose wrapped around each of their heads to securely gag them.
Seeing Kit tied in place, with her legs spread apart, revealing her pink panty covered crotch, and seeing how her ample bosom thrust forward with her arms pulled back behind her, with plenty of cleavage on display in her low cut blouse, definitely got the men's attention.
"Jesus, look at those titties!" Randy said.
"I want to see more of them." Roger added, stepping closer to Kit.
Chris wanted to take what they had gathered and flee, but the thought of humiliating his former boss by having his wife exposed and fondled was tempting. So he stood by and watched as Roger began unbuttoning the struggling woman's blouse.
Kit was mortified as this masked man undid her shirt and pulled it apart, before locating the front clasp of her bra and unsnapping it, allowing her double D cup breasts to fall into view.
"Damn!" Both brothers said in unison.
Roger pulled out his phone and used it to take a few pictures of Kit, with her boobs exposed, before putting the phone down and began playing with Kit's tits.
"No, stop!" Kit called out against the gag.
Hearing his wife being molested, Aran struggled against his bonds but could not get free. He would have toppled the chair over, but it was tied against the one Kit was in, so her weight prevented it from moving.
"Let me feel 'em." Randy said.
Roger stepped aside so his brother could grope the humiliated woman.
"I've never been with a woman with tits this big." Randy declared. The largest boobs he could remember handling were C-cups on one of his girlfriends. His current girlfriend was a B-cup. Indeed, all of the women he had been intimate with, accept for the one with C's, had been small busted.
"There's something I've always wanted to do, and I'm going to do it now." Randy said.
Kit's eyes went wide when she saw the man undoing his pants. He pulled his pants and underwear down enough to expose his erect cock. Kit gasped at the sight of his manhood, which measured nearly ten inches. The tall man's cock was twice the size of her husband's dick.
"No, get away!" She yelled as he straddled her legs and came close enough to lay his hard cock between her tits. He grasped one boob in each hand and squeezed them together.
"You're going to be my first tit fuck." He told her.
Kit cried out in protest as Randy began sliding his cock back and forth between her tits.
Chris watched the spectacle before him, marveling at the size of his friend's dick. He had heard that the brothers were well endowed, but had not expected Randy to be this large.
Randy enjoyed the feel of Kit's tits engulfing his cock.
Kit could not believe that this was happening to her. Being forced to take this unknown man's huge cock between her tits while two other strangers looked on, and with her husband tied up behind her and having to listen to her assault was harrowing.
