I watched in silence as the 3 china construction workers finished ravishing my wife. The combined jizz began to leak out of my wife’s pussy, dripping down between her legs to stain the bedsheet. As she looked at the other unsatisfied men with lust in her eyes, they did not disappoint. As the 3 china workers got off our marital bed, they were immediatly replaced by the 3 Bangladesh workers.
Our bed creaked as the workers got on. Susan needed no prompting now. She pulled one of the workers toward her and made him lie down. Positioning herself over him in the reverse cowgirl position, she lowered her ass onto his cock, leaving her ravaged pink pussy exposed for the other worker, who hesitated only briefly before sliding his dark penis into her. The last worker of course stuffed his cock into my wife’s willing mouth, and soon the lewd fucking commenced.
As the workers thrusted and plunged into my wife, I could see her total abandonment, as if she no longer cared that I was there. She came multiple times, her screams muffled by the cock in her mouth, before the workers began to shoot
their second load inside her. Susan lay back on the bed, abused and exhausted. The 6 construction workers, their lust finally sated, were already dressing upmto leave. By ganesh and his subordinates were far from satisfied…
New job + new house…that should explain my absence. But will try to write more often now that things have settled down
Susan lay panting on her marital bed. She kept her legs open, feeling the copious amount of warm semen deposited into her warm pussy flowing down to her asshole, where it mingled with the semen flowing from her ass and dripped onto the bedsheets.
Her nipples were sore from the sucking and biting of the rough construction workers. Her thighs ached from being forced wide open so the men could have uninstructed access to her tender pussy. She was slick with sweat, both hers and that of the construction workers as they pressed their sweaty, dirty bodies against her soft body. The room was rank with the stench of sweat and semen, and the aftertaste of many men’s semen lingered in her mouth. Susan had never felt so used and abused. 9 men at once! what would her family and friends think? But even in her shame, she still felt intensely horny, her pussy empty and aching to be filled by cock, and the filthier the cock and the more she was abused, the more aroused she was.
Susan’s thoughts drifted to the day John informed her of his overseas trip and how she finally mustered up the courage to ask Ganesh for help in fulfilling her depraved fantasy. She was frightened, not knowing how Ganesh would react. Frightened and horny, actually. Her g-string was soaked through by the time she explained what she wanted to Ganesh. To her relief, Ganesh agreed readily. To her delight, she was punished by the 3 security guards afterward, who made her bend over and took turns spanking her before fucking her tight pussy and asshole repeatedly with their large cocks.
Ganesh had assured her that the selected men would go for a health check first, both for her sake and theirs. Susan had also, in order to make the robbery and ‘rape’ more realistic, tried to push all thoughts of the arrangement out of her mind. She had infactgone about her day as normal, except she was dressed in a sexy nightgown instead of her usual t shirt and shorts.
So successful was her self psychosis that she almost screamed when the foreign workers burst into her house. She was actually scared when the workers blindfolded her, fearing that something might go wrong. Only when she heard Ganesh telling the men to go ahead and felt their hands pawing at her and ripping off her clothes that her horniness took over and she allowed them to fuck her relentlessly.
Susan had already realized that, despite her willingness to be fucked roughly by the brutes, the sensation was enhanced when she felt she was beint forced into the situation, much like the first and second encounter. Hence, she always made it a point to psycho herself before each encounter and also to be very vocal about her ‘unwillingness’ during the fuck session. John’s unexpected arrival only enhanced this current encounter. As the 3 guards approached Susan again with their erect cocks, susan looked at John and moaned ‘i am so sorry Lao gong, they forced me to suck and fuck them all…I’m sorry I’m so horny…
I watched as the 3 blackmailers approached my abused wife. Even as she looked at me, trying to explain the situation, I saw her legs unconciously began to spread further. But instead of taking her there and then, Ganesh told her,’ go wash up, then come to the living room. We want to fuck you there. Here so dirty liao.’ Susan meekly slid off our marital bed and went to the bathroom, and soon the sound of running water could be heard. The 6 construction workers, with tired but satisfied smiles, thanked the security guards and left. To them, Susan was nothing but a slut, to be fucked and abused by their pent up lust.
Ganesh gestured toward me, and Alan and Vikram lifted the chair I was bound to between them. As we left our master bedroom, I looked back. The room was a mess. Drawers and cupboards were flung open, and articles of clothing were strewn all over the place. Our bed was soaked through with a combination of sweat, semen and my wife’s juices. The smell of sex and sweat hung heavy in the air. Inexplicably, my thoughts as I was dragged out was how the hell we were going to get the place cleaned up. Funny how the mind distracts itself when faced with an unbearable situation.
In the living room, I was thrown onto the single seater. Ganesh, Vikram and Alan sat themselves in a row on the long sofa, their legs splayed and their cocks jutting out. Soon, the sound of running water stopped, and after awhile Susan emerged from our room. She had taken the time to clean up and put on a lacy white bra and panties (in my mind, I wondered what for?). As she approached and stood before the 3 men, Ganesh sneered at me and motioned to Susan to approach him.
I saw Susan hesitate, concious of my presence there and her own guilt, but Ganesh merely said ‘don’t force me to tell all, slut’. With no choice in the matter, Susan dropped daintily to her knees and crawled toward Ganesh, until her face was merely a few inches away from his large erection. When Ganesh grabbed her head and pulled her toward him, she only put up a token resistance before she opened her mouth and enveloped his cock. In the next 15 minutes, I was treated to the sight of my wife, submissive on her knees infront of our blackmailers, give oral sex to all 3 of them. She was not shy about it either, taking their cocks all the way till her nose was buried in their pubic hair, lovingly carressing and licking their balls and asshole. I watched in dismay, realising that evidently she was so well practised that she must have done it many times before this. The guards in turn had their hands all over her, squeezing her buttocks, tweaking her nipples, carressing her pink pussy….I knew that soon they would move on to more, and I was not disappointed…
My wife’s skillful oral soon had all the three guards standing at full erection. I was again amazed at how large their cocks were compared to mine. Vikram’s long cock required both her hands to cover it, while Alan’s was so thick she had difficulty stretching her small mouth to swallow it. And when Ganesh was slapping her face with his cock, it looked like she was being slapped by a big black police baton. Susan however had been well trained by them, and took all the abuse willingly like the submissive slut she had became, even gyrating her hips lewdly against their probing fingers as they reached between her legs.
Now at full hardness, Alan pulled my wife up and tugged at her panties. Susan obligingly stepped out of the lacy panties, exposing, once again, her shaved pink pussy to our blackmailers. Alan grabbed her by the waist, spun her around, and began lowering Susan down on his massive erection. Susan was already well lubricated from the fingering, but even after all the fucking her pussy had recieved it was still a tight fit for Alan. I watched in fascination as her pussy slowly enveloped Alan’s cock until his large balls banged up against her clitoris. Reaching around, Alan began rubbing her aroused nub while Susan began to gyrate her groin against Alan.