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Home Invasion
by Phil Phantom (pp@philphantom.com)
www.philphantom.com
***
Six large black men invaded our home and raped my wife
in front of me and our four boys. This was ugly and
very scary - at first. Dorothy didn't like this at all
- at first. Our boys, ranging in age from six to
sixteen, seeing their beautiful mother naked for the
first time, seeing sex for the first time, didn't like
what they were seeing - at first. (M+/F, Fb+, rp, voy,
cuck)
***
Helplessly watching my lovely wife being gang raped and
used like a white-trash slut did not thrill me - at
first. Dorothy hated being used this way - at first -
but she got over that with her first orgasm. That was
the best orgasm I ever saw come out of that woman.
That was the only orgasm I ever saw come out of that
non-orgasmic woman. That orgasm impressed her a great
deal. The blacks became healers. You would think they
helped a blind woman see by shoving large cocks into
every opening in her body all the way to the balls,
even in her mouth and ass.
After that, the men weren't home invaders. They were
very welcome guests. Tensions evaporated as they could
see nothing would ever be reported. They grew
comfortable and even untied me.
They kidded with the boys and got them laughing, got
them laughing at their mother who was acting the slut
while riding a big buck like she had a pony, only the
pony was on his back and she was riding twelve-inches
of ebony cock as thick as my wrist - AND, taking it all
from the purplish head to the soggy balls.
They laughed when she came off too far, lost her pony
cock, and frantically tried to get it back in. On
hearing their laughter behind her, she got turned
around and rode him so they could see better -
supported on her hands and feet with her legs yawning
to show the cock she rode her cunt up and down on.
Dorothy showed no shame. If anything, she wallowed in
the perversity and degradation, wanting to show all as
though trying to raise the level of perversity and
degradation. She performed for us like a vulgar hooker
hired to entertain, hoping to get a good tip for being
extra vulgar and extra slutty. I simply could not
believe my eyes, so I know my boys couldn't.
They quickly grew to like the new mom they were seeing,
and the new parts they were seeing. I saw four little
mother fucker hopefuls and a mother who would not
object if seeing that would amuse her guests, or simply
to raise the level of perversity and degradation
another notch.
This was quite bizarre, but you would have to know
Dorothy before you could appreciate how bizarre. The
woman, thirty-four at the time of this event, was so
straight that sex simply did not factor into her life.
She had never experienced an orgasm, didn't masturbate,
and wondered what the big deal was.
She gave me sex, straight sex, but didn't even want to
do that. She simply laid there for me but would get
impatient if I took longer than fifteen minutes. After
ten, I could expect to hear, "John, stop messing around
and finish. If you don't get your rocks off in five
minutes, I'll push you off."
I also wore a condom because she didn't like the mess
sex left. We fucked with the lights off and under
cover because she didn't like me looking at her nasty
parts. I didn't see much more of her than the boys did.
She wore men's PJs and I fucked her through the fly. If
she had to get out of bed, she immediately threw on the
unsexiest, ankle-length robe and belted it tight.
In a house full of hungry male eyes, no one saw any
female flesh they wouldn't see if she were fully and
modestly dressed. To make matters worse, Dorothy is a
looker with a sexy body. You know it's fine, something
most women who look that fine like to show off. Most
moms that good looking like to walk around naked, even
in front of teenage sons. Not Dorothy.
I often wondered if she was scarred, disfigured, had a
skin condition, or was festooned with vulgar tattoos.
That was how closely she guarded her secrets. I
honestly didn't know. I once tried to peek while she
slept and got the shit slapped out of me.
I got a good peek at her right tit - no blemish, scars,
no tattoos - just one beautiful fucking tit with the
finest nipple I ever saw - a long, chewy, tittie-pink
nipple atop a mound of pure white, no tan lines. She
never wore a swim suit and never got any sun. The woman
was white-white, so white cum didn't show on her very
well. Cum showed on her face and hands fairly well, and
real good in her long, brown hair, also in her pubic
hair.
I knew she had ultra-soft and fine pubic hair, long
hair, but I never saw her bush. The hair between her
legs was exactly like the hair on her head. I never saw
pubic hair like that on any woman. The blacks raved
about her cunt hair. Before anyone raped her, they all
got a souvenir lock.
Using a pair of scissors while holding her in the
splits, each cut off what he wanted, leaving her shorn
and scraggy, frightened half out of her mind, wearing a
full body blush. Seeing how mortified she was over that
humiliating ordeal, they thought it would be fun to
shave her cunt bald, so they did. After shearing,
shaving, and crudely exposing her crotch, they raped
her, adding insult to injury... until that explosive
orgasm hit her and made her piss.
That orgasm opened up a new world for Dorothy, and it
came early. The third guy to fuck her pussy triggered
it, and she had one cock down her throat at the time.
The guy in her mouth held her head and fucked her in
the mouth. I mean, he literally shoved that long cock
of his down her throat while his buddy fucked the shit
out of her cunt.
One had her by the hips, the other had her by the head.
Someone else had a few fingers up her ass which had
just lost its virginity in a brutal butt-fucking that
made anyone with a butt cringe. There, suspended three
feet off the floor, tits-up, she exploded and pissed.
After that, she eagerly sucked on the cock in her
mouth.
I do mean eagerly, too, like a starved calf at the
teat. The guy who had been fucking her throat was so
impressed that he pulled out to jack-off into her
feverishly sucking mouth. She sucked on the head while
they laughed and made crude comments:
"Fuckin' bitch gonna suck that nigga dry!"
"Ho need a drink of ebony cock juice."
"Dis white slut got her a nigger by the dick and she
ain't about to let go. Gotta have her some fresh cream
of nigger soup."
"Bitch, can't you see yo man and yo younguns watchin'
you suckin' on dis nigga dick like a fuckin' hungry
slut. You dat hungry?"
"Look at dat white slut suck a dick. MOTHER FUCKER!
Give her dat ball juice, Reggie. Pump dis silly white
ho full a cum."
Reggie did, and damned if Dorothy didn't look starved
for semen. As far as I knew, she never tasted a drop
until Reggie poured a copious load into her sucking and
swallowing mouth. She went nuts over cream of nigger
soup. She even licked his cock and kissed his balls,
then got on her knees and sucked his spent member down
her throat, looking up with her luscious lips pressed
into his groin, wanting more.
The pathetic bitch had them laughing their asses off,
which I thought would end her pathetic display. Their
mocking laughter had the opposite effect, as though her
response was, "Oh, so you like to see a pathetic
groveling slut, do you. Well, you black stallions
haven't seen anything yet."
Dorothy blew us all away when she got down on her back
with her crotch aimed at the sofa me and the boys were
on or near [I was bound to a chair at the side], made
the widest beaver she could with hands gripping her
inner thighs, and cried out, "Fuck me! Please fuck me
some more! Fuck my cunt, please!"
None of us had ever heard her say fuck before, much
less, cunt, and God, what a beaver! What a cunt! We got
glimpses, especially while they sheared and shaved her,
but this was a fucked cunt above a fucked asshole, both
sucking air and leaking profusely. If that weren't
enough, she used her index fingers to part the slimy
lips as though saying to our son's, "Look at Mommy's
fucked cunt, boys. See what a shameless slut I am!"
We saw and the blacks laughed their black asses off
which drove her to masturbate while begging for more
black cock. That was when the blacks knew they had
nothing to sweat and there was no reason to keep me
tied. I had a fucking hardon. They released that, then
released me on the condition that I stand over her and
jackoff on the slut. I was all too willing and did just
that.
Pete, my oldest, and the fourteen-year-old twins,
Arnold and Jeff, were invited to add their deposits,
invited by their masturbating mother. They needed no
second invitation and were joined by Willy who couldn't
squirt but could jack off. Arnold and Pete shot their
loads right into her open cunt hole while Jeff knelt at
her head and got sucked off.
Arnold actually shoved his dick fully in when he came.
Willy got off on rubbing his little willy on her
slippery tits, and was still at it as the largest of
the blacks fucked her pussy and made her climax in
nothing flat. I took a seat and shook my head, not
believing what I was seeing. This was not the woman I
married. I didn't even know this woman - this
absolutely shameless slut.
We witnessed two solid hours of the raunchiest sex show
any one slut could put on, and she was still hot and
wanted more. She had eight orgasms in that time, but
still wanted more. She was a fucking mess from head to
toes, and still wanted to get messier.
She loved having the boys cum on her while getting
fucked. They each came three times. I came twice, once
in her mouth, getting my first ever blow job from her,
a deep-throat blow job, but she didn't swallow my load.
She pushed my load out through pursed lips, slowly,
then said, "I only want to eat black cum." She sure
knew how to tickle a bunch of niggers.
I think each of those blacks came three times in that
two hours, but they did an awful lot of fucking without
cumming. We were all spent and needed a break. She
needed a shower but didn't want one.
Fortunately, we have hardwood flooring. She would have
ruined a carpet. As it was, all around her was
slippery. Eugene slipped and busted his ass badly,
cursing the sloppy bitch. She said she was sorry, then
rolled to her side and sucked him into a better mood,
but he ended up pushing her off. The fucking slut was
insatiable.
We all took our break while she laid there and
masturbated. Arnold and Jeff spent most of their break
kneeling between the fan of her legs, watching
intently, touching, poking, pulling. She didn't care.
Willy couldn't get over her tits or the fact that she
didn't mind him playing with them. Pete took a seat
beside me on the sofa, leaned in, and quietly said,
"Dad, why is she doing this?"
I honestly didn't know but Pete looked a bit disturbed.
I thought and leaned his way to say, "She is defusing
this situation to insure that no one gets hurt."
He thought about that for a bit, then came back to say,
"She defused it a long time ago. Why is she doing this
now? They want her to take a break and get cleaned up.
They're not evenaround."
That was a better question, a tough question. I thought
and went back to him with, "What is done is done. She
needs to keep her mood up so she can drain these guys
and get them out quicker."
Pete thought about that for a while - seemed to make
sense - thought some more, then said, "Should I help
keep her horny?"
He wanted in on that floor scene pretty badly but felt
bad about joining in and taking advantage of her the
way the others were. Jeff and Arnold were even fisting
her. At this point, Jeff had a good deal of his arm up
her ass while Arnold fist-fucked her pussy in imitation
of a big, black dick fucking it. Pete wanted to try
that. Hell, I wanted to. I gave him the nod. She then
had three in the fan of her legs with two arguing over
her pussy.
I thought she'd quickly settle that argument, but she
simply laid there and let them work it out. I couldn't
figure her out at all and didn't believe for one minute
that this was a noble sacrifice on her part. With the
blacks roaming the house or out by the pool, she had
numerous opportunities to explain herself but didn't.
She seemed to be enjoying the lewd attention and wanted
us to think the worst about her.
At one point, she told Arnold his arm felt like
Tyrone's cock. When Pete got inserted, she said he felt
like Eugene, the biggest, wielding a fourteen-inch war
club. She directed him to go deep and deliver light
punches to the back wall of her cunt, using the term
cunt while briskly frigging her clit, still with Jeff's
arm up her ass to the elbow. She also took Pete to the
elbow. Un-fucking real.
I sat there watching this lewd exhibition, still trying
to figure her out. I watched Pete give her an orgasm
every bit as good as the ones Eugene gave her. She
hadn't pissed since the first two, but she pissed a
good stream that caught Arnold off guard. He caught a
good bit of that right in the face. That first stream
was under no control, but she delivered several spurts
aimed at his dick that were. Arnold didn't seem to mind
and got up on his knees to make his cock and balls
easier to hit. She gave him several good squirts in
that position while still in the throes of orgasm, the
waning throes, then she collapsed, spent.
The orgasms had something to do with this, possibly
everything to do with this. I knew she felt that there
was something wrong with her because she couldn't have
one, but I never knew how deeply that affected her, how
crippled she felt, how empty her life was without
orgasms. Seeing her react to one told volumes. A new
world opened up to her and gave her a reason for
living, a reason for being, something to strive for.
Her orgasms were something to live for. Christ, her
orgasms were something to die for.
If that were so, and she now knew that the kids could
give her orgasms. Home life was due for radical
changes. She didn't change one bit with the blacks out
of the room. It occurred to me that she may not change
after they were long gone. Interesting possibility.
Anything was better than the empty shell of a wife and
mother she had been.
I couldn't see how she could go back to that. She
seemed to be doing all she could to insure that she
couldn't. I knew the twins would never treat her with
any respect. They were letting her know what they
thought of her in no uncertain terms which irritated
Pete. His mom was no slut, which, as Jeff pointed out,
was a dumb thing to say with his arm up her cunt, still
fist fucking her, only gently the way she liked after
an orgasm.
Dorothy didn't get involved in the debate as to whether
or not she was a real slut, but seemed to support the
twin's position by asking Pete to massage her cunt for
her some more, again using the term, cunt, which had
been a capital offense under the former regime.
Seconds later, with Willy nursing on a breast that he
wiped clean, she added, "That's it, Pete, fuck me nice
and easy. Ummm, yes, you give a good cunt massage.
Yes, this feels just like a great, big, black cock
fucking me slow and easy. Oh, Pete, do you ever make me
feel like a slut. I owe you a good cock sucking. You
may collect any time you want. Just rub your hard cock
over my lips and I'll suck it for you and swallow all
of your cum, every drop."
A slut would say something like that. Pete looked to me
with questioning eyes that seemed to ask, "Dad, what is
going on? Is she a slut or what." I shrugged.
The guys came back in a group and they were ready for
more. The boys got back on the sofa. We watched more
hot and raunchy action as they took her in all three
holes at once in two teams of fuckers. Dorothy enjoyed
two more orgasms, but that last finally wasted her.
They left her sprawled in a puddle of fuck, got
dressed, and left the house along with all the things
they found that they liked. Fucking assholes. We were
insured, but that really frosted my ass.
Over Dorothy's objection, I called the cops. I didn't
report the rape, but I did report the home invasion and
grand theft. I had to in order to file an insurance
claim. We had to hurry to hide all evidence of sex.
That wasn't easy. Getting Dorothy decent again wasn't
easy. She was like a drunk, no help at all.
The police came, did their thing, and left. As soon as
they left, Dorothy collapsed on the sofa and glared at
me, saying, "You fucker. They won't ever come back,
now. If they do, they'll kill us."
I said, "Dorothy, the fuckers ripped us off. They
better not come back."
Jeff knelt at her left knee, Arnold on her right, both
sent hands between her legs which she ignored. She
didn't actually ignore this activity. She watched them
get their hands good and wet and watched as each take
possession of a hole.
When they were both in, snuggly set, and gently fucking
her without a word of protest, Willy hopped on the sofa
at her left and began freeing her tits. Pete surprised
me by hopping up on her right and using his dick to
gloss her lips before she took him into her mouth and
deep sucked. She sucked him for a minute, then took her
mouth off to say, "I hope you don't think things are
going back the way they were, John."
With Willy now nursing, she returned to sucking as Jeff
and Arnold picked up the pace. With yawning legs, she
rubbed her clit as I said, "I know there is no going
back. Like it or not, you are a slut and will remain a
slut. Get used to this."
She came off a dick smiling to say, "I'm already used
to it, John. You had best get used to jacking off. For
you, this pussy is ruined."
She got that right, but the ass recovered and there was
nothing wrong with her mouth. Yes, I did a great deal
of jacking off but with great inspiration. Sure beat
living with the old Dorothy.
The End
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small cuts. Scenes involving large objects, tattoos,
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