("`-''-/").___..--''"`-._ `6_ 6 ) `-. ( ).`-.__.`) (_Y_.)' ._ ) `._ `. ``-..-' _..`--'_..-_/ /--'_.' ,' (((' (((-((('' (((( K R I S T E N' S C O L L E C T I O N _________________________________________ WARNING! This text file contains sexually explicit material. If you do not wish to read this type of literature, or you are under age, PLEASE DELETE THIS FILE NOW!!!! _________________________________________ Scroll down to view text -------------------------------------------------------- This work is copyrighted to the author © 2009. Please don't remove the author information or make any changes to this story. All rights reserved. Thank you for your consideration. -------------------------------------------------------- Dripping By Anonymous (TGC Adult BBS) *** A wife is accosted while her husband has to watch, while bound and helpless. (M+/F, nc, rp, gb) *** It had been a long day for George and Judy. The trip from Boulder to Salt Lake had gotten off to a poor start and had gone downhill from there. The harder they tried to make good time, the more delays they encountered. First there was the seemingly never-ending construction along US40. Judy had even gone along with George's decision to run the stupid single lane, by passing in the construction equipment lane, which they could see had nothing in it. The girl holding the stop sign was flabbergasted when he took off around the other cars lined up. All the construction workers along the way couldn't believe it as they roared through. "Stop, there's heavy equipment here!" yelled some twit. By then, they were already halfway through. Judy was so irritable that she actually yelled "Fuck you!" Admittedly, she wasn't loud enough to be heard, but most of the crew got the general idea anyway. At the far end, another girl holding up traffic was equally thrilled with their unexpected arrival. She glowered at them as they roared past her, but wasn't quite certain where the hell they had come from. Then, there were the ever-present grandpas and grandmas in their RVs to contend with. Obviously, all of them had modified their vehicles by removing the accelerators. Apparently, they never leave the two lane strips, as there was never a sign of any of them on the four lane highways where one could get around them. Now it was growing dark, and George said the damned car was overheating. There they were, fifteen miles from Duchesne, with the temperature light glaring red and the car beginning to stutter. Another half a mile, and it finally quit. To top it all off, as George got out and pushed the car over to the side of the road, it started to rain. Life was not going well for Judy and George. Shortly, however, a passing car noticed their predicament and pulled over. Two men, who appeared to be businessmen, got out of a full-sized Ford and asked if they needed help. George explained the situation as politely as he could, considering his mood. The men offered to give them a ride into town and the couple gratefully accepted. Wet and tired, Judy and George climbed into the back seat as the two businessmen opened the rear door for them. Off they went toward Duchesne. About two more miles down the road, the driver of the car asked if it would hold them up too much if he made a stop at his cousin's house in order to use the bathroom. He explained that he had been holding it just fine but the delay of stopping for George and Judy had pushed him to his limit. Judy quickly decided that that was a fine idea, as she wasn't holding up too well in that department herself. They pulled off on a gravel side road and bounced along it for maybe a mile until they came to a rather nice looking house. Parking in the short paved section of driveway, everyone hurriedly exited the car and, as the driver quickly produced a key, they were soon inside. He pointed to a hall bathroom that Judy could use and disappeared into another room. When Judy came out, the shock of her life awaited her. There was the driver holding a gun on George while the other man was tying him to a chair in the living room. "Hold it right there, you pretty, little thing," he cautioned her as he waved the gun in her direction for a moment and then pointed it back at George. Judy could not think of anything to do so she did just as he ordered. Quickly, the other man finished tying up George. Testing his work, he seemed quite satisfied and said, "You're not going anywhere, buddy, so just sit still and enjoy the show." This sent chills through Judy's whole body as it confirmed what she was just beginning to fear. "They're going to rape me and make George watch!" was her sinking realization of what was happening. Judy is five-five, a hundred and fifteen pounds. She is quite well-built with firm, round breasts and a tight behind. Her legs are long compared to her torso and she has moderately long brunette hair. She is quite pleasant to look at. It was apparent that both of their captors thought so too, from the leers on their faces. Judy started to cry slightly, but she was really too afraid to do anything else. The driver of the car, about five-ten and slightly stocky, was now aiming the gun at her. His friend, who was maybe six foot and thin, gave George's ropes one last tug and walked over beside the other man. "Shall I get her ready while you watch or do you want to help her put on a show for me?" he questioned his companion. "Why don't you do your stuff and let her husband and me enjoy the view?" was the response. Judy was terrified but feared to resist for both of their sakes. She resigned herself to putting up with whatever was about to happen. Her worst feeling was wondering what this sight would do to George. The taller man strode over to her and stepped behind her. He fondled her breasts beneath her blouse for a few moments and then reached for the buttoned front and tore her red blouse open. George just stared silently while he yanked the tails of her garment out of her slacks. Roughly, he pulled it wide open and off her pale shoulders. Then he jerked her blouse back along her arms behind her. She could feel the fabric tearing as he ripped the sleeves free from her arms. More firmly than before, he began to squeeze her large breasts through her bra. He kneaded them with strong hands and was obviously enjoying himself immensely. Judy could only stand there and take it and she was beginning to feel so very weak. He unhooked the belt to her slacks and it hurt her slightly as he ripped it through the loops and from around her slim waist. Taking just a moment to caress her bare midriff, he then ripped open the side flap, tearing off the button as he did so. Quickly, he pulled down her zipper and stuck his hand into the opening. She felt him slide his left hand around to the mound in her panties and begin to spend a little time fondling that. Judy was ashamed to find herself beginning to lubricate. "This is shameful," she thought to herself, "but I am already tingling down there!" Firmly, he squeezed her one last time and then began to slide her slacks off. Judy involuntarily helped him get the waistband over her hips and he slid them to the floor. He stepped her feet out of her sandals and pulled her slacks away. There she was, wearing only a plain soft white bra and cotton panties. While the taller man was enjoying stripping her, she noted the other one staring at her with pure animal lust in his eyes. She couldn't bear to look directly at George so she fixed her gaze on a lamp occupying a nearby end table. Once more she felt his hands on her breasts and then felt the icy touch of what could only be a knife against her stomach. The man slid the blade under the bra into her deep cleavage and held it there for a moment. Then, with a sawing motion, he cut through the center piece and the cups fell away from her, revealing her now-erect nipples, and the firm breasts they adorned. Expertly, he proceeded to sever first the right, and then the left shoulder strap, letting the ruined bra fall to the floor. For whatever reason, he didn't begin to feel her again. Instead, he took her right hand, held it up, and pirouetted her around several times. Judy supposed that this was intended to give her abductors a full view of their victim. Her glance at George revealed that same silent stare and the face of the driver was incomprehensible. When the exhibition stopped, she turned her gaze back to the lamp. Now she felt the knife blade again against the back of her right leg. He inched it up to her buttocks, intentionally taking his time. Slowly he moved the blade up through the back of her panties from the leg opening and began to saw at the cloth. As the blade did its work, the right side of her panties fell away leaving the remains hanging on her left hip and her groin exposed. Deftly, he used the knife again across her left buttocks and the shreds of her last piece of clothing fell to the floor. She was completely naked now, and totally helpless. Judy felt so weak and shaky that she doubted she could stand much longer. Her body was trembling and her breath was difficult to catch. The thin man again played with her breasts while standing behind her and also rubbed her crotch some more. Then he bent her backwards, supporting her with his strong body. Reaching between her legs he spread her vagina open. "Like the looks of that, my friends?" he asked, putting a finger into her reddish, wet opening and dipping it like a kid in a peanut butter jar. He put the finger to his mouth and sucked the tip. "So wet already! And she tastes just as good as she looks," he announced. Directly to Judy, he offered the tip of his finger after reinserting it inside her. "Don't you want a taste of yourself gorgeous?" She tried to avert her face from his hand but he forced the finger into her mouth. Judy dutifully sucked her own juices from his finger without saying a word. "That's it baby, suck hard now, you need the practice for me in a little while." Taking her limp weak body, he laid her on the floor at George's feet. Looking up at his friend, he asked "I assume you still want firsts?" "You betcha, my friend," he sneered as he unzipped his trousers and lowered them to his ankles. Slipping off his loafers, he stepped out of his pants. "Hairy legs" thought Judy as she lay there, unable to move. Watching him remove his socks distracted her briefly until she looked up at George. He wasn't three feet away and yet bound to his chair so that he could offer no help. She couldn't look at him and quickly stared at the ceiling. It seemed like an awfully long time as she supposed the man was finishing undressing himself. Then she first felt his presence standing over her. He was completely naked. She was looking directly up between his legs. His balls were covered with thick, dark pubic hair and he was holding his erect penis in his right hand. It was of moderate length but fairly thick. Judy tried to avert her gaze but instinctively kept looking back up at him. "Okay, babe, spread em, cause I'm gonna fuck your eyeballs out," he said as he stepped around between her legs. Meekly, she spread her legs wide before him. He took two fingers and slid them in and out of her a few times. "Oh, yeah, babe, you're ready for me now," he mumbled and lowered himself onto her. Using his hands on her inner thighs, he spread her legs even farther open. Taking his left hand, he opened the lips of her vagina and with his right and began to slide his penis into her wet opening. Moving his hands to the floor beside her, he drove himself all the way into her. Slowly at first, he began a cadenced motion as his organ would slide almost all the way out and then forcefully thrust all the way back in as deep as he could. Grasping her breasts alternately with his right and then his left hands he continued to pump at an even gait. Her knees rose without her having any control over them and her body took over from her mind as she began to thrust back in response to his strokes. Once, she glanced at George and saw that he was staring fixedly at the man's ass as he pumped in and out of her pussy. She closed her eyes. Her pelvic muscles seemed to be working all on their own as she bumped in time with his thrusts. She was embarrassed because she knew all three men could hear the wet, slurping sound of her dripping pussy, and smell the strong odor of her sex, as the man plowed away in her cunt. This went on for at least five minutes but her response was obviously exciting him too much for him to last much longer. He began to pound her harder and harder. His strength and weight overcame her ability to thrust back. Now her entire body was sliding back and forth, driven by his forceful strokes. Without realizing it, her arms scratched at his bare back and her legs wrapped around him and locked themselves at the ankles. As he cried out and filled her with his warm semen, her arms grabbed his back and she helped him crush her to the floor. He shot her with five or six strong squirts and then lay still on top of her as she held him tight. For at least a minute he lay motionless on top of her with his penis as far inside of her as it would go. Then he rose to his knees pulling out of her and looked down upon her. Tweaking her still-hard nipples, he told her "Gee, babe, you've still got your eyeballs. Guess we'll have to try again." "It's my turn" said the other man. "I 'spect she'll come this time if she didn't before, won't you bitch?" Judy was horrified at herself. She was on the verge of orgasm from being raped. As if being raped wasn't bad enough, it was happening right in front of her helpless husband. What kind of woman, what kind of slut, was she, she wondered? The thin man knelt between her legs. His member was a little longer than the driver's but thinner. He stuck a couple of fingers into her and commented to George, "Your little wifey's all gooey inside, pal, I wonder how that happened?" Pulling his fingers out of her, he sniffed them and then wiped them off across her breasts. With that, he lay down on top of her and slid his penis in. "God, what a wet bitch you are and, just think, my buddy was only foreplay." His bare ass rose and fell as he began to penetrate her with a steady rhythm. "How does it feel bitch? Don't you love having me fuck you? I'm fucking you right in front of your husband and he can't do a damned thing about it. What do you think of my fucking you, you slutty, cock-hungry cunt?" Judy was overwhelmed and whispered hoarsely, "Yes, I like it. You're fucking me real good." Harder and harder he pumped her vagina. Suddenly Judy contorted, stuck her legs in the air and screamed with ecstasy. "My God, I've come!" she shouted and thrashed violently while scratching the man's back with her fingernails. "You prick! You made me come!" She locked her arms and legs around him as if to ride his penis. This obviously didn't slow the thin man but spurred him on to feverishly fuck her as fast and as deeply as he possibly could. He began to grunt with each stroke and it seemed he was trying to go deeper inside of her than was physically possible. Raising himself with his arms, he asked George, "Don't you just love to see the little woman being fucked right?" Then with a final grunt, he drove once more into her and tensed all over as he shot his load, filling what little room was left inside her with his own juices. Judy couldn't bear to look at her husband but reached for her assailant and pulled him down on top of her once again. She hugged him and kissed his neck while mumbling "Oh baby, baby, baby." He had to work to remove her arms from his back in order to pull out of her. She was continuing to shake with aftershocks from her orgasm as he crawled to his knees and then stood all the way up. Standing directly over her with one foot on either side of her naked, prone body, he milked his penis and let the last couple of drops fall on her. One landed on her left cheek and another almost directly between her breasts. Judy made no attempt to wipe them away but just lay there exhausted with her eyes closed, oblivious to her rapist directly above her. Stepping carefully away, everyone in the room now had an unobstructed view of the naked, spent, dishrag-limp woman. They watched the cum slowly seep from between her stretched, red pussy lips to drip to the floor. "You think you really did good, didn't you?" observed the driver to the thin man. "Well I'm going to just have to fuck her again and show you all how it's really done." Addressing George, he said, "bet you'd love so see the pretty little bitch beg for mercy when a real man fucks her for keeps, wouldn't you?" Stooping beside her, he rolled her over onto her stomach. With an open palm, he slapped her buttocks. From the right and from the left he slapped her again and again, each one making an audible crack. Her derriere was reddening noticeably but she made no effort to escape. Then lifting her by the hips, he knelt behind her and penetrated her from behind. "Don't worry little lady, I'm going to do better. This is just to lubricate the old cock so it'll slide right into your pretty little ass." Pulling out of her, he let her drop flat onto the floor again. Her rear end was bright red from the spanking. He tried to enter her rectum but she was too tense. Grabbing the shaft of his member with one hand and spreading her anus with the fingers of the other, he grunted and forced the head in. "You're hurting me!" Judy finally pleaded. "Not as much as when I get it all the way in bitch!" was his response. Judy let out a cry of pain as he thrust all the way in. "Hurts so good, doesn't it bitch?" he breathed as he began to fuck her ass harder and quicker. She continued to cry out with each deep stroke but was pinned to the floor by his assault and could only rock with his motions. He continued to stroke in and out of her for what seemed like an eternity. Then with a cry of "Arrgh!" he came in her ass. With a final whimper, Judy suddenly began to grab at the carpet on the floor and changed to a cry of orgasm. The driver plunged into her again as hard as he could and stayed there until she had finished with her passion. Then slowly pulling out he gave her fanny a mild whack and stood up, leaving her spread out on the floor. All could see the drops of his ejaculated fluids oozing from her rectum. "So you think you're really a stud," laughed the thin man, "well, missy and I are really going to give you a show this time, aren't we bitch? Looks like you like it in the ass, well let's let every one get a really good view of you enjoying yourself." He reached for a straight chair and set it directly in front of George. Leaning over her, he lifted Judy to a standing position. He sat in the chair and stroked himself a couple of times then turned her away from him and sat her on his lap. Pulling her thighs apart, he forced her to straddle him while facing her husband eye to eye only a couple of feet away. Taking himself in hand, he juggled Judy's limp body in his lap and entered her vagina. Forcing her up and then pulling her down upon himself, he was fucking her like an inflatable doll. The driver knelt right beside George to get a better view. This time, it wasn't just a sight of a man's hairy rear bobbing up and down over a nude woman. George and the driver could see every intimate detail. Her labia rolled in and out with each stroke. His penis was glistening wet each time it became exposed as he continued to physically lift her slightly off of him and then pull her back on again. Soon, he pulled her down as hard as he could. Grasping her by the breasts, he crushed them with his hands as he announced, "Now that I'm slick enough, it's show time gentlemen." Lifting her off of his member, he stood her up and turned her around in order to face him. Pulling her back on to his lap he sucked one and then the other of her nipples. As she was forced to straddle him again, only facing him this time, he slid down in the chair slightly and his erect penis popped out behind her. Spreading her cheeks he held his penis and poked at her now red anus. This time it entered fairly easily since she was still quite extended from the previous attack. He guided it in about half way, and then holding her by the waist, he forced her body down on himself so that she was receiving him totally. The sight of this made the driver begin to tug at his own, now also quite sore, limp member. "This time you're gonna fuck me bitch," was his order. "Fuck me and do it good or we'll have my gun up your husband's ass all night." Judy mustered all her strength, and lifted her weak body slowly several inches. The witnesses could see about three inches of the thin man's shaft exposed from her rear entry point. With a cry of "God, you're hurting me," she dropped down on his shaft so that it became buried in her. Painfully she pulled herself partially off of him, this time at least four inches and with a pitiful "ouch" she let her weight force herself all the way onto him again. Repeatedly, with many whimpers and sobs, she rose with all her strength and dropped again upon him. For a woman being raped, Judy was now apparently and obviously determined to have him finish inside her. Besides enjoying the tightness of her rectum on his penis, he took advantage of their position to knead her breasts the entire time. Judy's rear muscles gripped his shaft as tightly as she could as she continued to obey his order to "Fuck me good." The combination of fluids on his member from her, the ejaculations of both men, as well as the load she already carried there made it a glistening wet sight and sound for the two onlookers. Finally, she dropped onto him so that there was nothing but his testicles visible outside of her asshole and started to rock feverishly. To her surprise, she cried out in orgasm for a third time as it was obvious from his contorting scrotum that he had also reached a conclusion to their activities and was filling her rear with even more hot fluids. The thin man grasped her in a tight embrace as he sent the last few drops he could up into her and she likewise held him as tightly as her exhausted arms could manage. Judy did manage to keep a tight grip on his penis with her ass. Soon she had to release him and the sight of his withdrawal was very sloppy. She literally fell off of him and tumbled to the floor as soon as his member was clear of her anus. Judy sprawled limply on her side at the feet of her still bound husband. Too tired to care anymore, she simply lay there in a heap, with both men's juices seeping out of her two lower orifices. "That was pretty good," the driver offered to his friend "but I bet you can't shoot off one more time." "Just give me a minute to fondle the little bitch some more, and I bet I can keep my cock from going soft," was the answer. He knelt down over Judy and began to feel all over her body, including inside her vagina with his left hand while pulling on his still mostly erect penis with his right. Not needing too many strokes as the sight and feel of the helpless young woman kept his erection going, he pronounced himself ready to continue. They dragged Judy around into a position where she was on her back with her face right at George's shoes. Standing naked over her, they both began to masturbate. As they frantically stroked themselves they both began to kneel, the driver behind her head and the thin man straddling her torso. She watched them blurry-eyed and opened her mouth wide with her tongue making licking motions into the air. First the driver, and not too soon after, the thin man ejaculated. Some went into her mouth, and some fell upon her face. Neither man had a full load left but between them had generated enough to slop her up fairly well. Judy reached around with her tongue as far as it would reach to lick up what she could. The rest would just have to dry in place as she could not muster the strength to lift her hands anymore. Both men pulled on their clothing and appeared to be rather weak-kneed by this time. The driver shoved the pistol into his belt. "You have some pretty good stuff there, bitch," the thin man said as he left through the front door. "Yeah," rejoined the driver "we might just leave you here and come back later for some more." To George he said, "remember that when you fuck her again, she'll be thinking of me. You know, inside every little wife lies a true slut!" As he exited, he laughed and closed the door behind him. George and Judy heard them start the car and drive off. Judy was too spent to even stand. George slipped quickly out of his bonds, and stood over her with a large wet spot in his crotch. "That was great, babe, just as you promised!" she hoarsely whispered up to her husband. "You were the great one," he responded, "I can't imagine anyone sexier than you. Watching Joe's cock fucking you in the ass inches from my face was spectacular." "Well, my love, Ralph and Joe are real studs, but nowhere near as good as you," she whispered. "Remember when they came on my face? The two together couldn't come up with as much as you can on your third time. Still, it was a great experience." "And to think, we almost didn't meet them in time due to the damned construction," recalled George. "I was really getting worried that they would think we weren't going to show and go home." "Well I'm sure glad we made it," cooed Judy as she curled up into a little ball. "I'm too worn out to help you, but if you want to make yourself come again, I'll be glad to be your target. "I just wish you guys would change the rules so that I could be there next weekend when you and Ralph rape Margie while Joe's all tied up. I've had the pleasure of feeling you inside me but I'd love to watch you in action. Margie has those huge tits and I bet that turns you on something fierce." George nodded and smiled. "We can't change the rules now, honey. It wouldn't be fair to Margie or Linda, who weren't here to see you get raped. Maybe next month we'll come up with a new game that everyone can participate in," was George's response as he pulled out his erect cock and quickly jacked off a huge load all over Judy. When he was finished splattering her naked body with his warm goo, she rolled over and went peacefully to sleep with a smile on her face. George lay down beside her and they both spent the night on the floor. 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