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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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