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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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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
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