The Cop's Wife 
                                      Part 6
                               By Rusty Shackleford
                       (MMMF, Slut Wife, NC, IR, Revenge)

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Standard Disclaimers apply. This is a work of fiction. No actual wives were
choke-fucked in the making of this work. Be eighteen or be gone.
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They followed the battered pickup truck through town, then out into the
country. Tom could hear Amy and Tanya in the back seat, moving around. He
stole a glance in the rearview mirror. Amy was leaning back in the seat, her
eyes closed, breathing heavily. Tanya had her hand back inside Amy's shirt and
was abusing her nipples, pinching and rolling them roughly, to keep Amy at a
peak of arousal. She kept whispering things into Amy's ear, that had her
moaning and whimpering with desire.

A few miles outside of town. The truck pulled into a driveway that led through
a patch of woods. "Those Mexican guys are layin' carpet in some big fancy
house out here." Dupree explained, "Guess that's not all they're gonna be
layin'." He laughed uproariously at his own joke.

The driveway ended in a clearing. A large house stood in the clearing. It was
clearly in the last stages of construction. It seemed complete, but the yard
around it was bare earth, trampled by the heavy equipment still parked to one
side. There were sawhorses and piles of construction debris everywhere. The
blue truck stopped next to the house and the seven men got out. Tom pulled the
Lincoln in behind it.  Amy and Tanya got out of the back. Tom made as if to
get out too, but Dupree stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. 

"Not this time Tommy Boy." he said. "These guys might not understand how much
you like watchin' yo' wife get fucked." he grinned, "Just stay in the car an'
use yo' imagination."

He got out, leaving Tom sitting in the front seat. He watched Amy walk over to
where the Mexican men were grouped on the porch. Her walk was a hip rolling
streetwalker's strut, the stride of a woman there to be fucked. The men were
grinning, as she reached them. One of them reached down and pulled her up onto
the porch, where she was immediately surrounded. The men wasted no time in
getting their hands on Amy, fondling her tits and ass, until she was squirming
with lust. In a group, they moved into the house, followed by Dupree and Tanya.
Tanya paused at the door to wave at Tom, a sadistic smile on her face. 

Tom closed his eyes and rested his head on the steering wheel. His mind spun,
imagining what was happening, and what was going to happen to his wife.
Spurred on by Dupree and his evil blonde assistant, the men would use and
degrade Amy without mercy, and she would enjoy it. She would crawl and plead
and cum and beg for more.

An image appeared in his mind: Amy on their wedding day, standing in the church,
radiant and virginal in white, with a brilliant smile on her beautiful innocent
face. The image was replaced by that of the groveling slut he had seen her
become in the past few days. She probably already had a cock in her mouth, or
her pussy, or her ass...or all of them. Finally, the suspense of not knowing
got to be too much. Tom got out of the car, slowly, leaving the door cracked,
so as not to alert Dupree by the sound of the door slamming. He crept quietly
to the house, up to the porch. He peeked in through the window. 

He was looking into what was probably going to be the living room or den. The
room was unfurnished, with carpet rolls and drop cloths scattered around
randomly. The men from the truck were standing around the room, drinking beer
from cans. One of the men was in the center of the room, lying on his back on
the floor, naked. Amy was squatting over his hips. She was naked as well, her
fair skin contrasting with that of the man below her. His big cock was buried
deep in her cunt. Her head was thrown back, her long curly brown hair spilling
behind her almost to the man's legs, as she moved up and down on the big shaft.
Her eyes were closed, and her hands kneaded and pulled roughly at her big tits.

She was moaning and gasping in pleasure. As Tom watched, the man beneath her
began fucking up into her cunt harder and faster. She matched him, shoving
herself up and down harder on the cock splitting her. Tom couldn't hear her,
but he could see her lips moving, and he could make out what she was saying.
'Yes, yes, fuck me'. His hips were a blur of motion and Tom could see Amy's 
body quivering and trembling, as she reached her orgasm.

The men were laughing and jeering at her, but it only seemed to spur her to
ride the cock even harder. Her mouth gaped open and he could hear her screaming,
as she came on the stranger's cock that she was fucking. As the man below her
reached up, and shoved her hands away, so that he could squeeze and maul her
big white tits with his dark hands, she seemed to cum again. Judging from the
man's rapid jerky hip movement, he was cuming too. Amy gave a final scream,
and collapsed onto him. She lay limply on his chest for a moment, until he
rolled her off, so that she landed on her back on the floor.

Amy raised her head and looked at the men around her, spreading her legs in
an obscene invitation. She reached between her legs and massaged her pussy,
offering it to the crowd. Another man immediately knelt between her legs and
shoved himself into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him, and began
fucking him back vigorously, her lush hips pumping against his. In moments,
Tom could faintly hear her screaming in orgasm again. The man continued to
pound her, and she quickly picked up the rhythm again.

Soon, the man pulled out and moved up over Amy's body, until his prick was in
her face. She sucked him into her mouth eagerly, moving her lips up and down
his cock. Another man got between her thighs and began pounding her with her
legs braced over his shoulders. With her mouth and cunt both filled with cock,
it wasn't long before her body was quaking and quivering with another orgasm.
The man in her mouth pulled out and began cuming on her panting face, spurting
long streams of his jism over her lips and cheeks. Tom saw Amy smile and began
rubbing his cum, massaging it into her skin, while she looked up at the
stranger who had just cum in her face. She ran her tongue over her lips and
made nasty kissing motions up at him. She extended her tongue to lick the last
few drops of sperm off his cock. 

When she had licked him clean, the man got off her, and she raised her head to
look at the man fucking her. Tom couldn't make out the words, but she was
clearly begging and pleading to be fucked harder. The man complied until it
seemed as if his brutal strokes would pound her straight through the floor.
She was matching him stroke for stroke however, her hips moving in short jerks.
Her head rolled from side to side in bliss, and her orgasmic cries reached Tom
once again. The man fucking her yelled too, as he came in her clutching pussy.

The next man rolled her over onto her hands and knees. He was bigger than the
other men, with a larger, thicker cock. Amy's head was facing towards Tom now,
but her eyes were closed, as she raised her hips up, offering herself lewdly
to the man who knelt behind her. Her hair fell across her face, but Tom could
see her grimace of pain, as he forced his way into her cunt. In moments however,
it was replaced by a slack-jawed look of sheer pleasure, as he began fucking
her.

Tom could see her lips moving. 'I love it.' she seemed to be saying, 'I love
it...it's so big.' The man raised his big hand and smacked her on her ass
cheek hard. She cried out, but she began thrusting back harder against him. He
struck her again, and again. She began sobbing with pain and ecstasy, while he
spanked her rapidly pumping ass. He picked up speed, slamming into her over
and over like a pile driver. Her mouth gaped soundlessly, she was cuming too
hard to even scream now. The orgasms shook her body over and over, the sweat
and tears running down her face to join the sperm already glistening there. 

Tom saw the hulking figure of Marcus Dupree walk over to Amy. He bent down and
grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up, as he bent down to say something
to her. Her eyes widened in fear, and she shook her head no, looking up at him
miserably. He shook her roughly by the hair, and spoke more insistently. She
was crying now, but she looked back over her shoulder and said something to
the man fucking her. A grin split his dark face, as he slowly pulled out. He
moved up slightly. Tom could tell she was about to be fucked in the ass. He
reached down and began stroking his cock. 

The man behind Amy began pressing forward, and Amy's back arched in agony. She
screamed in pain, and Dupree slapped her in the face. She looked up at the
black pimp, begging and pleading for mercy. Her reward was another harsh slap,
which brought a gale of laughter from the men. The man behind Amy was
relentless, moving his hips in short, brutal strokes, as he worked his huge
cock into her unlubed ass. She collapsed forwards on her elbows, sobbing, but
Dupree yanked her back up by her hair and shouted something at her. She closed
her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to endure the pain, but she couldn't
escape.

Finally, the man was all the way inside of her, and began fucking her with
long hard strokes. Amy shrieked each time the man forced himself into her, her
eyes open and unseeing in her agony. Soon though, she began to respond. Her
screams turned to short cries, then to grunts of pleasure as her obscenely
stretched ass hole accustomed itself to the cock that ravaged her. She began
to move back against him, grinding her hips in a circular motion. Her eyes
were open again, glazed with lust this time. She had reached the plateau where
pleasure and pain were indistinguishable, and her body quivered in what
appeared to be constant orgasm. 

Another man moved in and laid on the floor on his back in front of her, his
cock sticking straight up in the air. Amy moved forwards, the man behind her
moving with her awkwardly, and slid her cunt down on his cock. With both her
pussy and ass stuffed full of dick, Amy went wild, bucking and twisting, her
hair whipping around her face as she fucked the two men like a wild animal.
Her cries blended with those of the two Mexicans, as they all came together. 

As soon as they pulled out, two more men took their place, the two older men
who had been sitting up front. They made Amy kneel in front of them. She
sucked both their cocks, alternating between them, one in her mouth, one in
her hand. Then men were rough with her, slapping her face with their cocks and
pulling her hair viciously. Amy took the punishment and continued pleasuring
them, sucking each cock down to the root. Then one of the men lay down on his
back. Smiling sluttishly, Amy straddled him, her face lighting up with
pleasure as he slid up into her. The other man took up position behind her,
forcing his cock into her now well-stretched ass. Again, Amy seemed to go
insane with pleasure, writhing and squirming on the double pronged invasion,
crying and sobbing with orgasmic bliss.

When they were done, they pulled out of Amy's violated body and left her lying
there on the floor, half conscious. Tom realized that all the men had gotten
off with his wife, that this "job" was over. He ran back to the car and got in
the driver's seat, so that his wife's pimp wouldn't know that he had been
watching. His hard-on throbbed in his pants, unsatisfied.

In a few minutes Amy came out, between Dupree and Tanya. She was staggering
like a drunk. Her hair was tangled and disheveled, and the workshirt that she
wore tied under her breasts was torn and soiled. When they got to the car, it
was Tanya who got in front with Tom. Amy and Dupree climbed into the back. 

Tanya smiled brightly at Tom. "That was great." she said, as he started the car.
"Your wife fucked like a total slut Tom. She drained all those dicks. If they
hadn't had to go back to work, she'd have fucked and sucked them all
afternoon."

"I jus' wish we'd had the video camera," Dupree said.

"Next time," Tanya promised. "Oh, by the way Tom," she said, "I know that you
were watching."

Tom felt his blood go cold. "I don't..I mean..." 

"What?" Dupree said. "I thought I tole you..." 

"You did Daddy," Tanya purred. "But Tom here just couldn't resist. I saw him
standing in the window. He just couldn't help watching his wife getting fucked.
Look, his dick is still hard." She dropped her hand into his lap and squeezed
brutally. Tom yelped, and almost drove off the road.

"Damn!" Dupree said, "Don't make us have an accident bitch!" 

"Sorry Daddy," Tanya said, "but I think that Tom needs to be punished." she
smiled and added, "And I have an idea just how to do it."

to be continued....

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From: Rusty Shackleford <rustyshac@aol.com>
Subject: {ASSM} THE COPS' WIFE, PART SIX (MMM+/F, IR, WIFE, PROST)
Date: Fri, 14 Nov 2003 22:10:04 -0500
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