8 comments/ 176073 views/ 5 favorites A Nice Surprise For Brian By: pop_54 "Hey Brian, your wife rang, said to tell you not to pick her up from work today and she'll be out when you get home." "Oh, Um, OK Sheila; thanks." "She said to get yourself something to eat and she'll be home later, said something about your birthday present. Didn't know it was your birthday Brian." "Ah, no Sheila, that was last month love, don't know what Jenny's on about." "Funny age Brian, both of you." "Cheeky cow Sheila, I'll give you funny age when I get hold of you." "Promises, promises Brian, always promises, hehe." Brian began to think hard about this. Birthday present, what is the dippy woman on about, birthday present; hmm. Brian and Jenny, a happy married couple to all observers, both in their early thirties, Brian 32, Jenny a year older, normal looking couple, nothing special about either of them really. Brian well groomed and nice looking enough to tease the girls in the office but no handsome tart-pulling hunk, normal every day sort of guy. Jenny a normal housewife, pleasant looking woman but no super model, well kept with no really bad points, most of Brian's male friends found her attractive enough to comment and wind Brian up some with lewd innuendo of things they'd like to do to Jenny. Well they all wound each other up in Brian's office, regularly. "Hmm, birthday present." Brian whispered to himself as he checked the figures in front of him on his desk. Brian and Jenny had gone through a bad patch in their marriage for a while a few months back, nothing too serious, not marriage threatening really. The history of it was that Jenny was getting bored, so was Brian, no holiday this year, too busy, mind numbing routine normality had set in. They had experimented a bit with their sex life to spice things up, started talking dirty in bed, confessing sins and fantasies to each other, mainly after a good hard bang, the time when one feels the most filthy minded strangely enough. "Hmm, I wonder." Brian whispered and began thinking back, thinking hard, remembering that night, the night they had the big fall out. Brian's mind drifted back to the vile conversation. "That was nice darling, lovely hump, now then, talkie time, you first." Jenny had said. "Jen you know what you were saying last time, you know about your fantasy, the one where you come home and I have some mates in for a drink." Brian said. "Yes love." "Well you never really told me too much did you, I mean I butted in with silly jokes and you nodded off to sleep before you'd finished." Brian urged. "Oh yes you sod, you spoiled my fantasy with your silly jokes." "Well, go on Jen, tell me, what happens next, I'm there with Ben, Trevor and Garry, we're all a bit drunk, what happens, what do you want to happen. Come on I'm intrigued?" "Well OK, you won't take this too serious will you Brian? I mean this is fantasy I've never done anything like it before." "Of course not, come on you're teasing now you devil." "Well OK, basically, you and the guys are all a bit tiddled with the alcohol you know. I come home from work or somewhere unexpected like and you all invite me to join you in the sitting room for a drink or two so I do. I get a bit drunk with you all, you know and start flirting with the guys, unbuttoning my top to show my boobs and that, sitting opposite them flashing my pants and bum cheeks in a short skirt." "You don't have a short skirt Jen, and you don't need to unbutton to flash those bloody great lobes, and those arse cheeks, beautiful round firm arse cheeks, do they all cum in their pants, I nearly do every time I see your arse. Hehe." "You bastard, you're doing it again, ruining my fantasy, stop it." "Sorry Jen, carry on, it's making me horny." "Good you can shag me again later, it's making me horny too." "You tart." "Shut up Brian." "Sorry" "Anyway Brian, to the plot, hehe, you start getting hot with it all you know, all the sexy stuff I'm doing and you encourage the guys to flirt with me, you know telling them I'm easy and saying really dirty stuff about me, and that they can talk dirty if they want, you know, sex me up." "Yes Jen." "Well basically they start touching me and stuff while you aren't looking, you know touching my body, crafty squeeze of my boobs, stroking my bum and that, then you have to go to the loo, you're feeling sick." "Mm'huh." "Garry gets behind me and starts rubbing his hard dick against me all up my bum crack, Trevor gets in front of me and does it against my fanny with his hard dick at the same time, and Ben stands to one side reaching in feeling my tits. All talking dirty to me, telling me they want to shag me and stuff" "Wow you dirty whore, then what? You're making me hard Jen, bloody hard." "Well then we look round and you're standing watching us do all this from the doorway, and listening to what they're saying to me. You have your dick out and you're masturbating yourself watching the guys do it to me and sex me up. Then you just walk in and join in, you know messing about with me, pulling my skirt up so they can see my knickers and things like that." "Go on, more, tell me more darling, gosh I never realised you were this horny." "Oh Brian, you like this idea don't you, you dirty sod." "No of course not, well it's a nice fantasy for you Jen, go on you sod tell me, what next, what happens next?" "Well not much really, I mean you suddenly say, "OK boys you can all shag her if you want," and that's what happens like, you all get me and do me one after the other on the floor, in the sitting room. After you strip me like, you know naked, and yourselves, I mean that's all." "That's all, that's bloody all, not much really, you tart, bloody hell Jen if that's not much I don't know what would be much, all shag you in the sitting room, bloody hell." "Well you know what I mean Brian not really, not much, like that, but not much more to tell like, you know, that's the end of my fantasy." "Hmm dirty woman, how long have you had fantasies about being gang banged like a slut?" "No not gang banged as such, well yes, no, I mean with you there, only with you there Brian, not out on my own or anything getting it with strangers, not like a real slut." "I should hope not you dirty woman, I'll have to keep an eye on you, and invite the boys round for a drink, hehe." Thank goodness it's only a fantasy, thought Brian. "Don't you dare, I'll go all red and silly and look daft in front of them, they won't know what's going on. Come on you now Brian, a fantasy please, or maybe even a confession." "Hmm, OK, let's see now, ah yes something I always wanted to tell you, right you ready for a big confession darling?" "Yep." "You sure, it's big and bad, and true." "Go on you devil, I won't bite, and I've just told you the most vile fantasy I've ever had in my mind haven't I." "OK Jen, umm right, I have a little confession to make, I've never told you before but we're more sort of liberated now aren't we Jen, we are aren't we love? Liberated like" "Yes darling, go on." "Well before we were married I used to do things I don't anymore like, but I would love to try again one day maybe, you Know sex things a bit well not sort of normal." "Hey this sounds fun and kinky, go on Brian you dark horse." "Well see Jen, I'm a bit bi-sexual, you know I like to play with men as well sometimes, well I used to I mean, well not men more sort of boys. No fuck me what am I saying, not boys like young boys, but sort of teenagers 18 and that, nice tender young lads you know, nice hard almost virgin dick, nice tight little bum hole, you know, but legal age." "Ugh you filthy bastard Brian, you're bloody queer." "Hey come on Jen, it's not that bad, and no I aint gay, I couldn't get it up for an adult hairy arsed trucker like, just nice young men like, 18 to sort of 21 yr olds you know. I never really got that heavy into it anyway, just sometimes if I found a lad that liked it a bit sort of bi-sexual or gay, well I'd do it with him." "Sod you Brian, that's really fucking filthy, ugh sticking it up another guys butt and cock sucking him and that, don't you get any bloody ideas about ever doing it again." "Oh come on Jen, fuck me 10 minutes ago you were dreaming about being humped all round the sitting room by three guys, well four including me, come on play the game." "Sod off Brian, I don't like this game any more, don't tell me any more of your queer bloody fantasies, you shit stabber, and you never even moaned about me wanting to do it with other men, do you want me to be a slut, do you? You queer bastard." "Hmm, yes, shit stabber, slut, bloody hell." Brian whispered to himself as he snapped out of his flash back thoughts. After that night Jenny had never wanted to talk dirty, she'd been in a hell of a mood with Brian; things were very tense in the marriage for a while. Brian's birthday came and went Jenny didn't even want to go out for a drink to celebrate as usual on birthdays. Suddenly about a week or so before this day Jenny snapped out of it and began to resume normal relationships with Brian, even a fair bit of sexual activity, still no fantasies or confessions though. "Night Brian, see you tomorrow." "Oh yes, see you Sheila, don't do anything I wouldn't tonight." "Oh Brian, I'm not restricted then, hehe." "Cheeky bint." "Ah well time to go home." Brian whispered to himself. All the way home he was thinking again, what on earth is Jenny up to, birthday present; hmm. Arriving home and letting himself in Brian made a cup of tea and sat to drink it while he pondered what might be going on. Not like Jenny to spring surprises, not her style at all and never had been, Jenny was far too excitable to hide anything for long without giving the game away. Brian found his eyelids becoming heavy; it had been a hard week so far, soon he had drifted off to sleep without meaning to. He was jolted out of his slumber by rustling sounds and a door creaking open, or shut. "Hello, Jenny is that you?" Nothing, not a sound was heard for a few minutes, then creaking, the creaking the fifth stair always made if you stood on it. "Jenny, I know it's you darling, what are you up to you devil?" Nothing again, then the sound of the bedroom door opening, it always made that distinctive crunching creak as it opened, Brian had been meaning to fix the loose hinge for years. "You're up to something Jen, I know it's you, if I have to come up there I may have to punish you." Brian began to wonder if it was Jen, burglars maybe, no don't be fucking silly it's 6.00pm still light, and no burglar would be so calm as to just wander up to the bedroom with the householder shouting out things. "Right I'm coming up Jen, if you're playing silly buggers I'm going to do something very, very, naughty to you." Up the stairs he crept carefully avoiding the fifth tread, across the landing to the bedroom, at the door he hesitated, no can't be burglars. "Right madam, you are for it." Brian whispered as he opened the bedroom door, why exactly he whispered he wasn't sure. "Bloody hell, fuck shit, who, what, who are you?" Brian stammered as he saw the young man laid on the bed half naked, well bare top with no shirt on anyway. "Hi Brian, I'm Peter, I'm your birthday present, I'm gay." The youth replied. Brian was speechless, in total shock, his legs were weak and he trembled like a leaf in a breeze. Brian just stood looking at the young fellow on the bed, his brain in turmoil. He began to calm after a minute or two and study the lad. Hmm, nice boy, pretty face, very girlie looking, sweet tender looking young body so white and pure. The lad Peter was all firm flesh and young muscle, nice trim belly with a prominent six pack of stomach muscles. Brian's eyes moved to the nice prominent lump in the lad's jeans, obviously hard already and primed up for fun. "Come on then Brian love, Jen told me to give you anything you wanted, I'll do it all for you darling, I will, all of it." "Oh my God, umm Peter, well I haven't been with a male for years, I'm not queer, just a bit Bi." "Call me Pete. Please be nice to me Brian I want you badly, say you want me; tell me you want me Brian please." The lad pleaded with his big blue innocent eyes wide open. "Gulp, I want you Pete." "Come and take me then, come on Brian just take what you want, I do it all, just do me as you please, I'm your birthday present darling, and I'm fucking hot today like never before." Brian's cock had extended to full value in his trousers; he'd not felt it so hard in ages; like an iron rod trying to rip its way out of his underpants. He feared he'd cum in his pants, he felt his snake twitching with the effect of the young lad's sensual seduction. "Come on Brian take me, be rough with me if you want, I can take it as rough as you want, go on darling. Do you want to suck my prick?" The lad whispered through his teeth in a very sensual manner. "No Pete you suck mine." Brian urged stepping forward unzipping his fly as he moved toward the lad. "Oh, Um, how old are you Pete, I mean are you legal?" Brian continued as an afterthought. "Hmm, I'm legal, I'm 18 I don't look it do I, I'm like a school boy aren't I. Do you like school boys Brian, I'll pretend if you want, I'm a school boy Brian, you're going to fuck a school boy." "Sit up and suck me school boy." "Umm, you are getting in the swing Brian, nice." The lad whispered thrashing his tongue in and out of his mouth in a filthy gesture as he sat up on the bed. "I'm going to fuck your mouth boy." Brian whispered as he dropped his trousers and pants together and presented his throbbing rock hard prick to the lad." "Oh yes Brian, oh yes, fuck my mouth, cum in my mouth. Ohh you're so big, so big and so hard." Brian watched as Pete slowly leaned forward, the lad looked up at Brian with what can only be described as a look of pure filth on his sweet young face. Brian trembled and tingled all over as he felt Pete begin to suck and lick his bollocks, then he moaned loudly as the lad ran his young tongue the entire length of his member from balls to tip. Brian again feared he'd cum prematurely as he felt Pete's tongue teasing his moist helmet round and round the eye and under the ridge. "Do you want to fuck my mouth Brian, or shall I suck you gently? I don't mind either way darling." Pete whispered so seductively. "Suck me you lovely boy, just suck me." Brian felt the tingling sensation as his prick slid into Pete's young lips; in it went, into the warm wet mouth of the beautiful lad in front of him, Brian could feel Pete's tongue lashing about licking the underside of his shaft inside the lads mouth. Brian was trying desperately to get his head round to rational thought, very difficult when almost in the throws of orgasm, how had Jen managed to arrange this? She didn't know any horny pervy type people; well not as far as Brian knew anyway. "Oh yes Pete darling, you're so good, I'm going to fill your mouth with spunk." Brian urged with a shiver of delight. Had she managed to find a friend, a workmate to help her find a gay boy for him? No they're all much older than Jen and prudish old fuckers to boot. Had she just stumbled on Pete in the street like? No how the hell would she get to know him, find out he was queer, Jenny is a shy type; she doesn't talk to strangers. "Christ I'm not going to last much longer love, not like this." Brian whispered as he watched his young lovers head moving back and forward taking his cock in and out of his young mouth, the lads right cheek puffing out with the shape of Brian's helmet occasionally as the lad twisted his head and took the organ in. The mumbles the odd gurgles and occasional retching sounds as Pete took the weapon too far down his throat in his efforts to please Brian. Brian could feel that the end was near, the climax was arriving oh too soon, his bollocks began to tingle and tighten, his shaft twitched violently a few times of its own accord, he felt weak as the finale approached. "Oh my God, Oh Jesus, Oh Jenny I love you, Pete you're beautiful. Oh yes you filthy little queer boy." Brian growled with a hoarse aroused tone as his cock pulsed and tingled with the discharge of his load, a thousand other emotions and obscene thoughts rattling round his brain as he felt the sudden sexual high and fulfilled relief as he pumped the lads mouth full of spunk. Pete was coughing and choking, trying to pull back to snatch breath as the warm fluid pulsed into his mouth and down his throat, he couldn't get away, Brian had Pete's head held in a vice like grip. No way was this lovely boy getting away until every last drop of Brian's spunk was inside him, not a drop wasted. Brian looked down at the lad with an evil smile on his lips, and evil thoughts in his head as he continued to fuck his almost satisfied prick into Pete's mouth, revelling in the boys discomfort and suffering. Brian had often wished he had the guts to abuse and violate Jenny like this, make her suffer, hurt her even, no chance of that, Jenny refused point blank to suck cock or take it up her arse, she thought all that sort of thing disgusting and unnatural. Brian always had these vile and violent flashes in his mind when he was finishing and just after, they always began about the same point as the last drops of cream dribbled out of his member, fulfilled, yet unfulfilled. He then spent many minutes in this semi-aroused and uncaring state of mind. "There slut boy, how was that for you?" Brian mumbled as he let go of Pete's head and allowed the lad to fall back onto the bed. Pete gasped for breath and attempted to swallow the remains of Brian's spunk still in his mouth and throat, he coughed a few blobs out, the pale thick liquid dribbled down his chin. "Gosh you're a hot one Brian, I love you." Pete stammered between heavy breaths. The idea that even after the uncaring abuse and his attempts to choke the lad Pete still enjoyed it made Brian's now half hard cock begin to rise again straight away. "Ah you like it a bit rough do you darling? Nice hard fucking for you later then." "Hard as you want Brian, hard as you want, I'm yours to do as you please with. Wanna hit me, you know hurt me, you can I like it, punches as well, go on Brian punch me in the face, get me down and kick me, I won't fight back." Brian was very tempted to oblige the lad's fantasy and wild desires, but the violent urges were wearing off, he was beginning to feel love not lust for the boy. "Oh my God, Oh hell, that was something else, that was disgusting." "Jenny, what, how?" Brian almost jumped out of his skin at the sound of Jenny's voice behind him; he spun round, there in the bedroom doorway stood his wife with a look of utter disbelief on her face. "How long have you been watching lover? My goodness." "I saw it all Brian, all of it, I was hiding in the spare room waiting to jump out and surprise you at the same time as you found Peter. I left it a bit but you started doing things with him so soon, by the time I got here he was already gobbling you off, I couldn't say anything then or I'd have ruined it all for you with the shock." "Oh well, thank you for the present darling, he's lovely." "Isn't he just; Oh Brian I don't know what to say, I've never seen anything like that before, I don't know whether I liked it or not, well I did but I didn't, well you know what I mean, ugh men sucking men." Jenny's mind was trying to make sense of it all, she was trying to decide if she approved or not. "Hi Jen darling, want to join us?" Pete whispered with an evil grin. "Oh Peter love, you were very good, thank you for giving Brian his present." "We haven't finished yet Jen darling, he hasn't fucked me yet; Brian's going to give me a good hard fucking aren't you Brian. You are aren't you darling right up my arse hole?" A Nice Surprise for Brian Ch. 02 (Jenny’s continued mental and physical torture; who’s to blame, any one of them, or are they all to blame, can there be any excuse for such behaviour, I don’t think so, but you decide.) “Nice tits Jenny.” Pete whispered as he slid his hand around Jenny’s arm from behind her and squeezed one of her tits quite hard. Jenny twitched and spun away from him, “Stop it, stop that.” She snapped. “Lovely arse, nice and plump yet firm.” Pete whispered as he stroked his hand across Jenny’s rump in a single gentle movement. Jenny thrust herself forward to get away from him. “Fuck off you little shit stabber, leave me alone.” Jenny said with her face screwed up in anger. “Let’s have a look at it, come on show us your arse Jen?” Pete teased attempting to lift her skirt at the back. “Brian stop him, stop it Peter, it isn’t funny anymore.” Jenny urged as she grabbed Pete’s hand to stop him lifting her skirt and turned with her back to the doorframe to prevent him doing it again. “Love your big tits Jen darling.” Pete whispered studying Jenny’s tits and making like he was going to grab another feel, Jenny backed away more until she was standing with her butt against the frame. Brian was just sitting with a big broad filthy grin on his face, this is fun thought Brian revelling in Jenny’s discomfort and distress. It was also arousing him sexually, probably more than if Pete had done as he was ordered and forcibly dragged Jenny to the bed straight away for them to begin physically abusing her. This was all part of the fun, the build up to the main event, part of the actual act of rape is to terrorise the victim, yes fun. Brian couldn’t help thinking how strangely easy it seemed to terrorise Jenny, especially Pete dominating her as easily as he was. Jenny is a big woman really, not overweight at all just generally a big girl all over, not much in it height wise either, Pete only an inch taller than Jenny if that. Pete although all young muscle seemed quite scrawny compared with Jenny; if looks were anything to go by she should have been able to flatten him with one punch. “Peter stop it, Brian tell him, tell him you’re joking, this is a joke isn’t it, please.” Jenny pleaded, she was now beginning to wonder what she should do, should she give in to their vile demands, or should she struggle, was this just some stupid game, or was it for real. Jenny wasn’t going to admit it to them, or seemingly to herself yet fully, but when Pete squeezed her tits then stroked her arse she actually quivered and tingled with excitement, just a little. “Ohh Jenny.” Brian whispered in a smarmy sarcastic sort of tone. “Yes Brian.” “It isn’t a joke darling, come here, come on it’ll be alright, none of your posh friends will find out you’re a slut, we won’t say will we Pete.” “No I don’t want to.” Jenny replied sternly. “Come on darling, I just want to taste your cunt juice on Pete’s prick, come on let him stick it up you, you’ll enjoy it.” “No.” “Peter sweetness.” “Yes Brian darling.” “Drag the slut over here if she won’t come of her own accord, we’ll have to force her after all.” “Queer bastards.” “Oh Jenny, you devil, I love it when you talk dirty, Hey Pete lover.” “Yes Brian darling.” “Did you know my darling wife’s a dirty slut already, did you know Jenny likes being gang fucked? She told me the other month, she said she likes them four at a time, well one after the other anyway. Sitting room floor’s her favourite humping ground.” “Oh Jenny, wow Brian, what a revelation I’d never have guessed, you look so sweet and innocent Jenny, four at a time wow; maybe we should drag Jenny down to the sitting room and do her down there then Brian.” “I said nothing of the sort Peter, I didn’t; it was only a fantasy thing. Brian you’ve got it all wrong I don’t like being gang fucked, I’ve only ever done it with you. I was a virgin you know that, before we met, you know that, you had me first Brian.” Jenny strangely found herself wanting to explain things, defend herself; make excuses even. Where she should have been protesting and making some attempt to escape from the two men, she found herself entering into discussion and argument with them. “Hey Brian you lucky bastard you got to deflower a virgin, was she tight, you know really tight virgin cunt, did she scream when you forced it up her the first time? Pete asked; then he continued in a more serious tone. “I screamed like hell first time I had a cock up my arse you know. That was rape you know, two old queers got me drunk took me to a lonely field, then they held me down and fucked me, both of them, I was still at school then.” “Poor darling Pete, did they hurt you badly? No she didn’t scream; I hoped she would but she wanted it up her too badly to scream. Didn’t you darling Jen? Hot as fuck she was Pete, pleading for it, I didn’t want to do it but she wouldn’t take no for an answer.” “Oh yes they hurt me Brian those old men, they fucked me rotten for over an hour, taking turns up me, I couldn’t walk properly for a week. But hey that’s when I discovered I like being hurt and I love cock up my arse.” Pete replied with a reflective sort of look on his face and a sweet smile. “You lying bastard Brian, I didn’t force you to do it to me, God you were on me as soon as I said yes.” Jenny protested. “Hm at least you had the chance to say yes or no Jen, I didn’t.” Pete whispered, still reflecting on past events. “Hah, but on our first date you filthy little slut wasn’t it hey? Gagging for it she was Pete, just like she is now, just like she was when she told me she wanted to gang fuck all my workmates in the sitting room last month, the fucking whore.” “It wasn’t our first date you arse-hole, you’d taken me out several times before we had it off, then you had to get me fucking drunk first.” “Yea first time we were alone though, wasn’t it, first time your bloody sister wasn’t playing fucking gooseberry, jumped on me she did Pete as soon as I stopped the car in the lonely laneway, she was in the back with her knickers off before I had chance to stop her, come and get it I’m fed up being a virgin, that was the words she used.” “Oh Jenny you devil, a first date slut, wow you are a hot number.” Pete chipped in. Brian couldn’t believe the extent of the downer he had on Jenny, the lack of feeling for her; the things he would allow done to her this night without protest. He was also infatuated with his new young lover Pete, he’d do anything for the lad; Brian’s mind kept wandering to the main reason for the ill feeling towards Jenny though. The fantasy, Jenny’s fantasy, and her reaction to his truth telling about his bi-sex, this had twisted him up badly but he hadn’t realised it, it had been welling up in the back of Brian’s brain for months. Now it had leapt to the fore. This event with Pete was the catalyst that released his pent up anger and emotion, it had also released his urge to treat Jenny like a slut for a change; well she wanted it, she said so didn’t she. Or did she, was it fantasy or did Jenny really desire to be treated like a whore? Brian’s mind went into turmoil again. Brian was on the verge of calling this whole silly rape thing off; saying sorry to Jenny, maybe pretending it was a joke. Then Pete provided the spur again that kept the show rolling along as if he sensed Brian’s uncertainty. “Hmm I’ve been thinking Brian darling, if Jenny really wants a nice big long hard fucking, why not give it to her, we’ll arrange it, I mean it’s her fantasy isn’t it?” “What? How do you mean sweetheart, we can try, but there’s only two of us, an hour or so at the most and it’ll all be over won’t it?” Brian replied somewhat puzzled by his young lovers remarks. “Yes what do you mean you little gay boy? Doubt you could do me much good anyway.” Jenny found herself saying, she hadn’t intended to bite back, it was an involuntary reaction, part curiosity, part retaliation and bravado. “Oh get you bitch, feeling brave are you Jenny, ha, we’ll give you brave, won’t we Brian, huh, we’ll show her fucking brave won’t we?” “Too right Pete, but I’m curious as well, you’ve a twisted plan haven’t you? Come on out with it Pete, what are we going to do to my darling whore of a wife?” “Well Brian that depends on how far you’ll let us go with your darling whore of a wife, what you’d be prepared to accept, how much filthy abuse to her you’d tolerate.” “Anything you want lover, anything, she’s yours to do as you please with, I’m yours I’ll help any way you want.” Brian replied, then immediately wondered if he should have been quite so unrestrained with his response. Pete was definitely in charge; the passive submissive gay boy was in fact a devious manipulator. Brian was falling deeper into Pete’s clutches; the lad had power over him. Not the other way round as it had seemed at first when Brian was all but choking Pete with his forced cock-sucking finale and forceful orders. Pete was also teasing Jenny, dragging her into his web, she was responding to him with questions and curiosity, when she should be fighting him. “Well we aren’t telling you what we’re going to do to you slut, you’re our plaything; we tell you nothing. We just use you as you should be used, as you want to be used.” Pete shouted out suddenly, Jenny jumped with shock of his sudden verbal attack. They all three fell silent, thinking, looking at each other, Jenny glaring at Pete then turning her head and giving Brian pleading looks, don’t let this happen looks. Pete studying Jenny, surveying her body in an over the top mock lecherous manner, cocking his head to one side as he closely studied her groin area, doing his little tongue thrashing party piece, then casting sweet smiles in Brian’s direction. Brian studying both, trying to visualise what came next, seeing Jenny in his minds eye naked with Pete banging her hard, Jenny pleading for mercy and crying out in distress. Brian tried to imagine what it was going to feel like in truth watching another guy fuck his wife without mercy, would he crack under the strain and stop it. Then he’d cast a sweet smile in Pete’s direction, to reassure his self that he could handle the event. It really was a very surreal scene, just the sound of their breathing and the rustle of clothing, Jenny standing in the bedroom doorway side on, looking from one guy to the other. Pete between her and the landing, his hands on his hips, pouting his lips in a mock aroused manner as he cast his eyes up and down her body, then smiling sweetly at Brian. Brian sitting on the edge of the bed like some passive observer with a look of deep concentration on his face one minute and a sweet smile for his friend the next. Pete suddenly stood upright and shouted out. “Right let’s rape her now, I’m fed up with waiting for the whore.” He grabbed Jenny by the arm, Brian jumped with shock it was so sudden. Jenny found she was being bundled across the room off balance and unable to resist, then Pete slammed her against the far wall; she collapsed to the floor winded and stunned by the force of the impact with the wall. “Brian please, no more, don’t do this, don’t let him hurt me.” Jenny pleaded weakly, her head hurt where it had banged against the wall, she felt sick with pain and fear, she no longer felt confident, she no longer felt she had any control over her fate. Pete calmly knelt down by Jenny and rolled her onto her back. “Right whore I’m getting stuck up you now even if Brian isn’t, I’m waiting no longer, no more stupid games.” He growled. Brian got up from his perch on the bed where he’d been watching and encouraging the verbal abuse of Jenny. He calmly walked over to where she lay moaning with pain and confusion, Pete altered his position; he straddled Jenny sitting on her legs and began unbuttoning her blouse. “Hmm let’s see what you’ve got then, I’ve been dying to get a look at these lovely big tits of yours Jen.” He whispered with a wicked smirk on his face. “Get off you bastard, Brian stop him.” Jenny pleaded raising her arms and grabbing Pete’s hand to try to prevent him opening her blouse buttons, “ Don’t Peter please, not like this, I don’t want to, not like this.” She pleaded, hoping for rescue from Brian. Brian dropped down kneeling with a knee either side of Jenny’s head, any hope of rescue from her husband vanished in seconds as he grabbed her arms and forced them up above her head, he gripped her arms tightly between his arms and his waist each side of his body and held them firmly with his hands at the same time. Jenny was effectively pinned down and helpless, her upper and lower extremities held firmly. “Now where was I before I was so rudely interrupted?” Pete asked sarcastically. “I think you were about the third button down Pete, of her blouse.” Brian said calmly. “Oh yes so I was, that’s it I remember now, I was about to get Jenny’s big tits out wasn’t I Brian?” “Brian this is going too far, stop it now and we’ll say no more about it all, you’ve both had your silly little game, OK you’ve scared me but it’s finished, you’re hurting me as well both of you.” Jenny was half convinced they wouldn’t go through with it even at this late stage in the proceedings, again she was disappointed by Brian’s response. “I’d rip her blouse off if it were me Pete, you know more like a real rape thing.” Brian encouraged his young lover in a very matter of fact tone. “Umm, yes nice, real rape, rip her clothes off, I like it Brian.” Pete whispered and without a further word grabbed Jenny’s blouse and ripped it open, the buttons flew in all directions; he wrenched the garment wide open. “Aren’t they lovely Pete, she’s always had lovely big tits?” Brian whispered studying his wife’s big soft tits filling her big silky white bra to the brim, he couldn’t help noticing her nipples appeared very erect and protruding, etched clearly in the thin silky material. Was the dirty bitch secretly enjoying this he wondered? “God you’re twisted both of you, Brian you are going to be very sorry you ever did this, believe me you are.” Jenny whispered; her voice was gruff and serious. “Shut up whore, speak when you’re spoken to.” Brian replied. “Go on then Pete do it, carry on with what you were doing to her.” He continued. Brian seemed as though he were in another world, so passive and calm, it were as though he didn’t really understand the gravity of the offence he was encouraging his friend to commit, the violent rape of his wife; the woman he’d been married to and living with for almost 10 years. Pete very slowly and very sensually began to run both of his hands over Jen’s big soft tits, caressing them gently, Jen’s nipples started getting more erect and firm as he did so, she trembled and let out a small moan; then as if pulling herself together began to protest again, urging Brian to come to his senses, warning him he’d be sorry again. “Oh lovely, beautiful, God you’re a hell of a woman Jen. Oh nice, nice, so soft and plump, loveliest tits I’ve ever felt in my life Jen. I wish you were mine and I had them to play with every day, will you be mine Jen; can I fuck them, fuck my prick between your lovely tits and cum in your face.” Pete teased as he fondled her very lovingly. Jenny was beginning to feel aroused, her juices began to well up in her cunt and her knickers began to feel damp. She couldn’t admit it though, not to the guys or to herself especially to the guys, she began to struggle and protest in order to convince them, and herself that it wasn’t on, she didn’t want it. “That’s it darling, struggle, fight it, resist us, show me you’re a decent woman, show me you don’t want all this; show me you aren’t the slut I think you are.” Brian whispered. “Yes darling Jenny, struggle, cry out, go on cry out, fight for your life girl, this is rape, real rape, sex against your will, it’ll make it more fun for us if you try to resist, go on girl resist, make us hurt you.” Pete urged. “Hmm lovely isn’t she Pete, what do you think of them, her tits I mean?” Brian asked, as if asking any normal every day question. Jenny stopped struggling and relaxed again, waiting to hear Pete’s response, looking directly at him perhaps hoping for a favourable reply, a compliment, she got her compliment, it pleased her. “Nice, very nice, big and soft, I bet they hardly droop at all though out of the bra, so soft yet so upright, and her lovely big belly, soft and yielding yet no flab anywhere, such a lovely big soft woman.” Pete whispered very sensually as he gently teased Jenny’s belly with one finger just above her navel, Jenny shivered; it tingled. “Just like my mum you are Jenny, you really remind me of my mum you know, she’s a bit older than you of course darling, mum’s 40; she doesn’t look it though.” Pete whispered in reflective mode again, still gently stroking Jenny’s belly. “Fuck your mother you bastard, get off me and stop that.” Jenny barked trying to take control again. “Ah yes, I’d love to Jen, I’d love to fuck my mum that is, I get all hard for her sometimes, I have to wank myself thinking of the things I’d like to do to her. Perhaps Brian can come round to my house one day soon and help me fuck her, I’d love to rape my mother, just like we’re doing to you, but hurt her more.” Pete responded with a very sweet look in his wide-open eyes. “I thought you loved your mum you silly little queer, why rape and terrorise her? God you’re twisted.” Jenny snapped. It appeared as though Jenny wanted to wind Pete up. As soon as he went into reflective and gentle mode, Jenny appeared to try to snap him out of it with a reminder that she was still there waiting to be abused. “No you stupid whore, I don’t love the bitch, I didn’t say I loved my mum, I said I’d love to fuck her, rape her, hurt the fucking bitch.” Pete growled. “Oh well, whenever you want lover, just say the word I’ll help you rape your mum, sounds like fun. Want to come with us Jen, you know watch us rape Pete’s mum?” Brian said, very matter of fact again, Brian seemed in a trance most of the time. “She made me the way I am you know Brian; my mum that is, she wanted a daughter not a son, she treated me like a girl all the time. It got much worse when he fucked off, my dad, he’d had enough of the silly cow and did the sensible thing, he left her.” Pete continued. “Huh, she did a good job of it too bringing you up like a girl you little poof.” Jenny growled. Yet again reminding Pete she was there and winding him up. “I’ll show you poof you bitch.” Pete whispered as he lunged forward grabbed Jenny’s head and kissed her full on the lips, his tongue trying to force its way into her mouth. Jenny found herself responding, she relaxed, his tongue was in her mouth, she shivered as she felt her tongue begin to tease his tongue inside her mouth, quite involuntary a natural reaction to the stimulation, she felt excited and aroused. As soon as he felt Jenny respond favourably Pete broke away and gently slid his head down alongside Jenny’s head, he kissed her ear lobe and whispered. “You love it you filthy bitch, you want it, go on admit it; I bet you’ve had loads of men Brian doesn’t know about. Come on Jen darling let it happen, let me strip you and fuck you, Brian won’t know we can pretend it’s rape, he’ll love it, if not for me sweet Jen do it for Brian he needs this, he needs to think he’s punishing you.” “I don’t, not here not now, not like this, I need to be wooed not forced, you’re wrong both of you I’m not an easy slut, another day soon maybe but not now.” Jenny whispered back, hoping Brian couldn’t hear too much of this whispered conversation, her admission that given the right mood and sweet seduction she’d give in to this kind of sexual action willingly. “Well I’m sorry darling you’re fucking well getting it.” Pete whispered as he moved back, kissed her lips quickly then sat up. A Nice Surprise for Brian Ch. 02 “Let’s have a look at your cunt then Jenny, has she got a nice big cunt Brian? You know plenty of room up her, big sloppy wet orifice to fuck and play about inside.” Pete asked as he slid down Jenny’s legs a little and began undoing her belt. “Lovely cunt on her Pete, not too big, nice and tight if she keeps her legs closed a bit, no kids yet see, she aint been stretched yet, lovely tight fuck sometimes.” Brain whispered his cock beginning to rise again. He’d been strangely soft down below and lacking high sexual arousal for quite a while, just clinical sort of abuse on Jenny with little or no cock interest up to this point in time, now he may witness some action, real action, the cock interest was back. “Brian why, why are you doing this to me, why are you letting Pete do this? I love you Brian, I thought you loved me, this is insane, I’m not a slut or a whore.” Jenny pleaded, she was now convinced it was for real. Up to this point Jenny had still been hoping that Brian would call a halt to the madness, her brain was in turmoil. Everything suddenly clicked into place in Jenny’s mind, the reason Brian was behaving like this and the things that had turned him, the fantasy, her vile stupid bloody fantasy, her unreasonable reaction to Brian’s truth telling. In one breath she was telling him she fantasised about being a slut with his workmates, the next she was calling him a shit stabbing queer because he said he liked young men occasionally. To top it all up she’d treated him like shit for a couple of months, then in a fit of guilt she’d introduced this mentally unstable and manipulative young man into their lives. She began to wonder what the eventual outcome would be, would she live to see another day, would either of them, Brian and her. Pete seemed capable of anything totally twisted in the head, fucked up mentally by his domineering mother and absent father. Twisted up sexually by his vile rape experience as a kid with the old men in the field, Jenny felt just a hint of sympathy for the lad, only a hint though her main concern was for her own safety and survival. She felt her skirt being unzipped down the side, two hands gripped the waistband and the garment was eased down until it wouldn’t move further. “Oh God no.” She mumbled then without resistance lifted her butt and allowed Pete to pull her skirt clear of her hips and arse cheeks, passive acceptance seemed preferable to force and pain. “I told you she wanted it up her, dirty fucking bitch, she’s gagging for it Brian, see that did you? She lifted herself up for me to get her skirt off.” Pete blurted out excitedly. “Yes I did see, she lifted her arse up for you, I told you she wanted it didn’t I, I told you the fucking whore wanted gang fucking didn’t I. Shame it would have been nice to watch her suffering, still she’s going to be a nice hot fuck now she wants it.” Brian replied. “Nice hot fuck.” “I don’t want it Brian, I hate you and I hate what you’re doing, but I’m not risking this little psycho tearing me to bits for fun so I’m going to lay back and let it happen.” Jenny whispered up to her husband, hoping Pete couldn’t catch all she said. Pete wasn’t listening anyway, he was in another world studying Jenny’s plump cunt bulge in her briefs. “Hey she’s wet, the bitch is wet, her knickers are soaking, I wonder if she’s pissed herself with fear or if this is love juice.” He whispered as he stroked Jenny’s cunt bulge running his finger up and down her cunt slit through her pants, Jenny twitched a little as she tried to suppress a little giggle of delight. “I knew it, I told you, the slut’s hot for it.” Brian whispered looking directly at Jenny. “Let’s see what it is then piss or honey dew.” Pete said easing himself into position then burying his head into Jenny’s pants and beginning to lick her knickers between her legs, his long tactile tongue lapping at the material like an excited dog. “Hmm, tastes like cunt juice to me not piss, lovely and tasty Jen, nice plump cunt, long slit as well.” He whispered as he laid his head to one side after a few minutes. “You filthy bastard stop it, I hate that.” Jenny said cringing in disgust. Pete very slowly ran his tongue up and down the inside of Jenny’s thighs, turning his head to give each upper leg the treatment, Jenny wriggled and protested but felt a tingling sensation run through her body as the lad licked at her sensitive bare flesh. “We going to fuck her or what Pete? I’m gagging for it now, I want to taste her on your cock, I want to fuck her arse.” Brian was hot; Pete’s last assault on Jenny with his tongue had raised Brian’s weapon to full extension. Pete sat up and leaned back; looking straight into Jenny’s eyes he unzipped his jeans and undid the top hook. He shoved his hand into his open fly and eased his rock hard young cock out of the top of his underpants extending it in front of Jenny. “Ready for this up you girl?” He whispered, both Jenny and Brian had their eyes fixed on the lads weapon, a beautiful well above average circumcised prick, big fat pink helmet, lovely clean looking organ. “God you’re beautiful.” Brian whispered in admiration of the lovely hard tool. “Why thank you Brian darling, you’re going to enjoy sucking Jenny off of me then aren’t you?” “Oh yes you lovely boy, go on fuck my wife, fuck her hard but please don’t cum up her, I want your spunk in my mouth.” “You Brian are fucking disgusting.” Jenny growled. “Perhaps we should make Jenny taste her own cunt on my prick hey, and taste her own shit on yours. What say you Brian love?” “I think that is a marvellous idea darling, marvellous, we’ll fuck her mouth as well as her cunt and her arse.” Brian replied with an evil grin. “Ever been fucked by a circumcised cock Jen, you must have been all the men you’ve had in your gang fucks you filthy whore. My mum made me get chopped you know, when I was 10; she said my prick was filthy and disgusting and I had to have it altered so my hood didn’t smell so much, she said girls don’t smell as much as boys. I think if she could have persuaded the doctors she’d have had me turned into a girl, you know cock right off and a tuck. I may do it one day anyway, you know have the op.” Pete said in his reflective voice. “If one of you tries to stick you cock in my mouth I’ll bite the fucking useless thing off, then you won’t need any expensive operation queer boy, and how many fucking times have I got to tell you, I have never been gang fucked.” Jenny’s temper was fraying. “I love a circumcised cock Pete, just love it, beautiful to suck, and you chopped boys always seem to last longer with a less sensitive hood.” Brian chipped in. Pete suddenly lunged forward again, grabbing Jenny by the throat with one hand, she tried to wriggle free, she retched and coughed his grip was very tight. “You bite my prick, or my darling Brian’s, and I’ll choke the fucking life out of you bitch, but only after I’ve ripped every one of your fucking teeth out with my bare hands.” He growled. Jenny gagged for breath as he held her like it for a full minute; Brian seemed very calm about it all, he never protested at his wife being almost choked to death. Pete finally let go and Jenny panted and fought for breath for a few minutes. While she was in this distress and unable to fight in any other way Pete got up and roughly dragged her skirt and knickers right off, immediately dropping back onto her legs afterwards. “Sit the whore up Brian, give me her arms, I’ll hold her arms.” “What Pete, pardon?” “Sit her up darling, I’ll hold her while you unhook her bra and take it off.” Brian obeyed his young master and lifted Jenny into a sitting position, Pete took her arms, she didn’t struggle; Brian unhooked her bra and removed it sliding the straps down her arms. Jenny passively allowed Pete to finish the task of removing the bra completely. “I was right they don’t droop, lovely tits Jen, you’re a well preserved woman.” Pete whispered and began fondling her tits as she sat in front of him. Jenny just sat passively with her arms down by her sides staring into his eyes, just twitching and whimpering a little if her hurt her as he squeezed and pulled her tits about quite roughly, very roughly in fact. Brian edged up behind Jenny until his cock lump was against her back; he held her by the upper arms and leaned his head on her shoulder. “How does it feel darling, how does it feel really having another man do stuff to you, come on bitch tell me how does it feel?” He whispered into her ear all the time looking over her shoulder studying the way Pete was abusing her tits, watching Pete’s hands squeezing them hard, pulling them about roughly. “I hate it.” Jenny whispered. “Lying whore, you love it, your cunt’s soaking wet, you want him don’t you; you want his prick up you don’t you? Go on admit it, go on I don’t mind.” Brian whispered as he reached round and began squeezing Jenny’s tits as well, both guys feeling them and abusing them. Stoking each other’s hands as the played with her, both of them fondling or roughly squeezing her tits at the same time. Both of them becoming more aroused for each other and for Jenny. “I hate it”. Jenny replied again; then let out a little cry and screwed her face up as one of them squeezed too hard. Secretly Jenny was enjoying her ordeal, OK it hurt a bit more than she’d prefer, but it felt a lot hornier than when Brian normally just toyed with her boobs for a couple of minutes. “Are we hurting you darling, are we? I hope we are, I want to see you suffer you slut”. Brian whispered and pinched and twisted one of her nipples quite hard. “Fuck you.” Jenny whispered refusing to cry out even though it hurt a lot. “OK enough of this, much as I’d love to pull these about all night, I want her cunt.” Pete suddenly blurted out. “Lay down bitch.” Pete ordered. Brian moved back and Jenny reclined herself and lay flat out, again without a hint of resistance or protest. Jenny’s tits were covered with red marks and quite sore from the heavy abuse she’d just suffered for many minutes. “You won’t need to hold her Brian darling unless it gives you a buzz, you know holding the bitch down, then of course please do, we don’t need to hold you down do we Jen?” “No.” “What, speak up whore.” “I said fucking No.” “No what Jen, what don’t we need to do?” “You don’t need to fucking well hold me down, just do what you want and hurry up and get it over with.” “Any hole Jen, up both holes, and mouth as well?” “Yes.” “Speak up bitch, where can we both fuck you, where can we both stick our prick?” “Any fucking hole you want you little gay shit, just get on with it.” “Nice, you’re getting into the spirit now darling Jenny, see Brian she’s a gang bang slut after all, any hole we want. You’re going to be able to bring all your mates round and watch them fuck the whore for hours, you’ll like that won’t you Brian?” “Mm, yes I will, I’ve thought of nothing else since she told me about her fantasy Pete lover. I’ve dreamed of coming home and finding her with a man in bed with her, fucking her. I visualised bringing loads of guys home and telling them they can fuck the slut as many times as they want, watching their pricks fuck her cunt and her arse. Me fucking her when they’ve all had as much as they want and she’s full of spunk in all her holes.” “Brian you twisted bastard.” Jenny blurted out in shock; her mind went into overdrive thinking about what Brian had just said, why didn’t the stupid shit tell her that before, she’d have gladly experimented with a couple of guys for him, all controlled and gentle, all horny and loving, God it was her fantasy he knew that. Why did he have to let it get to this situation, uncontrolled rape with this twisted young maniac? “OK, OK, fuck time girlie, now you lay there and be a good girl and you may get out of this in one piece, understand?” Pete said, appearing to have cheered up some and in the most pleasant and sensible voice Jenny had yet heard from him. Pete got up from his position pinning her down, he spread her legs wide open then he cocked his head to one side as he did a lot and studied Jenny’s cunt. “Lovely big bushy cunt Jen, I love a hairy cunt, hate it when they shave, ugly red gash all bare and smelly. What do you say about that Brian, like them shaved do you hey; some guys do, a nice bare cunt?” “I’m not fussy Pete, I’ll fuck anything with a hole.” Brian replied with a chuckle watching Jenny’s face for signs of disgust, he wasn’t disappointed. “Fucking pervert.” Jenny whispered. “My secretary, Sheila, she’s got a bare cunt Pete, she shaves. Lovely tight cunt Sheila, she’s only 21, lovely girl. She gets a bit loose natured after a few drinks; office parties are fun with Sheila, she does a gang fuck, well threesome anyway, me and Garry had her in the stationary store last Christmas, she fucked with us both. It was lovely watching her laying there on that pile of empty mail sacks, her legs wide open, Garry banging his cock up her without feeling, just using her.” “Then seeing her waiting for me, hearing her filthy whispers encouraging me to get on her, her lovely bare cunt hole with Garry’s cream dribbling out of her as I stuck my prick up her, it made a really loud squelching noise as it went in and out of her. It was lovely, I didn’t have to care about her, I didn’t have to be all loving and gentle, just fuck the little tart for fun, that’s all she wanted, fun. That’s what I want this slut to be like.” “Denny had her later as well, he went into the room after Garry and me came out, she was still in there bollock naked and horny so he was a twat if he didn’t have her.” Brian whispered; he was now in reflective mode, staring into space.” “Wow Brian darling, you’re the dark horse as well aren’t you, hey. Have you had Sheila again since then, you know fucked the little office slut. Have you fucked her on the desk during work time? You should.” Pete whispered in mock surprise. “No not since Christmas Pete, I will though again, next time we get her drunk, all the guys are going to have her next time they reckon, she’ll love that dirty little darling she is, lovely girl Sheila, so pretty and young.” Brian continued still thinking back with a little weak smile on his face. “You bastard, I knew it you shit, I knew you were screwing that trollop.” Jenny raged. “Well if you knew Brian was fucking the little office slut, why are you so upset Jen darling? No need to be upset if you already knew.” Pete enquired as if serious. “Fuck you.” Jenny retorted. “Bitchy cow.” Pete quipped as he stripped off his jeans and pants and lowered himself between Jenny’s legs, “Ready love?” He whispered. “Just fucking do it and get it over with, go on fuck me, not that you’ll do me any good.” Jenny replied, she was angry; she wasn’t frightened any more, she was in a rage with Brian; she’d show him. “Go on Pete do it, do it, fuck the whore, fuck her guts out for me.” Brian urged as he watched Pete guiding his big helmet into Jenny’s cunt slit. “Part her cunt lips for me Brian darling, go on open her up for my prick, both hands lover stretch her right open, right open darling big as it’ll go.” Pete ordered. Brian eased himself along side Jenny on the floor and did as instructed, he reached forward placed both hands together on her big bushy mound forced the index and middle fingers of each hand between Jenny’s cunt lips and stretched her hole open. Jenny cried out as the limit was reached, her cunt slit stretched wide open. “Beautiful, just beautiful, I love to see the insides of a woman’s cunt.” Pete whispered as he eased the big helmet into Jenny, he held his position for what seemed like an age, propped up on his hands looking down at Jenny’s cunt hole with just the first couple of inches of his iron hard weapon inside her, just gently jerking it in and out of the entrance to her hole, both Brian and Pete revelling in the filth of it all, studying the action closely. Jenny lay passively with her eyes closed, head on one side, her face twisted with disgust and pain, her mind trying to drift off somewhere else, anywhere else, anywhere but here, anything but this vile thing that was being forced on her. She could feel the motion of Pete’s knob-end twitching in and out, but she was receiving no pleasure from the act, her husband’s fingers preventing any sensation to the lips of her orifice. The extremities of her opening were beginning to feel sore already from Brian’s forced stretching, she actually feared her flesh may tear he was forcing her so far open. Brian by this time as hard as fuck and very aroused studying his lovely wife’s cunt hole with the tip of Pete’s prick inserted, he could feel the lad’s organ touching his fingers where he was still holding Jenny open, gentle movement of the lovely hard young shaft against him. Brian wasn’t sure which was giving him the most pleasure, seeing his wife’s cunt with another mans prick going in and out of it, or the feel of his young lovers cock moving against his hands. “Let’s give it a good soaking for you then Brian darling, shall we, hey? Stick it right up her shall I, hey; want to see it go right up the slut do you?” Pete whispered looking directly into Brian’s eyes. “Yes Pete, yes, go on ram it up her, fuck the bitches guts out, make her bleed, go on.” Brian replied in a very aroused whisper, he was losing any control he had left, any feeling for Jenny as his wife, she was now just a sex toy for his amusement to be used and abused until his lust was satisfied. “Oh Jesus, no, oh God help me.” Jenny mumbled weakly as she prepared herself for the unknown horrors to come, braced herself for the big assault, Jenny had never been a really big girl down below; she wasn’t an experienced whore fuck. Jenny had only ever made love gently with Brian she’d never been banged hard like a slut in her life, only dreamed of it in her fantasy world but knew it could hurt. As Pete pushed his prick so very slowly all the way into Jenny’s cunt he let out a series of moans and whispers. “Oh that’s lovely, yes bitch, yes, your cunt is fantastic.” Then he eased it back out just as slowly, looking down on Jenny with her eyes closed and head on one side still, then back in again his prick went. Brian had released Jen’s cunt lips and pulled his hands away to allow Pete unrestricted access to her hole, he too moaned and whispered as he watched the lads lovely big cock sliding slowly into his wife. “Oh God that’s beautiful, beautiful.” He watched closely with his eyes almost popping out of his head the organ sliding back out almost all the way, Pete’s prick was now glistening wet with Jenny’s juices, Brian caught the lovely aroma of his wife’s sexual juices as the big prick began to slide back inside her so slowly again. Jenny felt the weapon properly for the first time as Brian released the grip on her cunt lips the pain subsided instantly, she felt the sensation of Pete’s slightly above average organ slipping into her, it seemed to be endless sliding so slowly deeper and deeper. Jenny felt an instant rush of pleasure, she’d been gritting her teeth expecting the pain and discomfort of his prick being rammed into her hard and without feeling; she too moaned and whispered. “Oh wow, that’s nice, oh yes nice.” Then slight discomfort and pressure on her cervix as Pete’s weapon reached the bottom of her pit, increasing pressure as he forced in as far as he could go, she heard herself grunt with discomfort, then relief and tingling pleasure again as the organ slid out, then back in again a bit quicker this time to the limit. She opened her eyes and looked up at Pete. “You love it you dirty bitch don’t you?” Pete whispered looking into Jenny’s eyes. “I can fuck all night, I hope you can.” He continued with a cheeky wink. A Nice Surprise for Brian Ch. 02 Well that’s part two folks, anyone want a part three? You know the score; just tell me. How about a vote on the outcome of this wicked tale: Who wants a happy or gentle ending? Who wants a sad or violent ending? Just cast your vote with your feedback, I leave it to my readers to decide how much further this goes, or if it goes any further at all. A Nice surprise for Brian:……Pt: 2…………….By:…pop_54/2003. Copying and reproduction of this story for non-commercial entertainment is permitted providing all relevant acknowledgements are included. A Nice Surprise For Brian "Oh well Pete yes, I'll say I am, I'm going to fuck this lovely boy Jen, do you want to watch?" Brian said, his cock was almost rock hard again already as if he were 18 again himself, Brian hadn't known his sex drive so high for years. "No I don't, well I don't know, I mean it's disgusting, what if it smells you know shit everywhere I'd be sick." Jenny replied with her face all screwed up. "I won't shit on your bed darling Jenny, I'm a clean boy, I'm always empty when I know I'm going to be fucked, more room for a big hard prick up me." "Ugh Peter, that's terrible." "No it's sensible Jenny darling." Brian chipped in with a smile. He was enjoying Jenny's embarrassment and discomfort now. "OK Pete darling, get your cock out, I want to suck you." Brian continued in a sensual whisper, all the time watching his wife's face screwing up more with disgust. Pete leaned forward and pulled Brian's head down, he kissed Brian on the face and whispered so Jenny couldn't hear. "I'm not totally queer darling, I like mature women; how would you like to taste Jenny's cunt on my prick, you going to let me fuck her?" "Oh God you two are disgusting kissing like that." Jenny blurted out, but couldn't take her eyes off of Brian and Pete. Brian eased his head back and kissed Pete on the lips, then on the face, he too whispered. "Yes darling I'd love that, she won't agree though, I know it." "Then we'll fucking well rape her." Pete whispered. "Ever fancied having your wife raped Brian darling, hey hold her down and watch her being fucked against her will?" He continued a few seconds later. "Not until two minutes ago Lover." Brian replied with a grin. What the hell Brian thought, only a few months back Jenny had expressed an interest in being gang fucked, she'll love it once we get going with her, and she can take it, Jen's a big girl. Anyway what if she hates it, so what, hardly going to report the rape is she. Visions of a courtroom flashed into Brian's head. "Well Mrs Tyler you say your husband and his friend raped you." Says the defending lawyer. "Would this be the same friend you employed to have gay sex with your husband while you watched." Ha! She'll never risk that embarrassment. "Jen." "Yes Brian." "Come here." "Why." "Come here." "No." "Do as you're told bitch." "Peter stop it, Brian don't let him talk to me like that." "Jen." "Brian." "Fucking come here you slut." "Brian! Why, why do you want me to come there?" "Cos Pete's going to fuck you, and I'm going to suck your cunt juice off his prick." "Brian!" "Go and get her Pete, bring the slut here, on the bed, do it you little cunt, now." Brian ordered; Brian was enjoying his newfound dominant nature, all these years of "Yes dear". "No dear." "Whatever you say dear." Now he was boss, boss over not one, but two people. "You keep away from me Peter, I'll scream, I will." Jenny pleaded. "No she won't Pete, too scared of embarrassment with the neighbours; aren't you Jen darling?" "Fuck you Brian, this is the end you bastard." "No it isn't Jen, it isn't the end until I've tasted your cunt on Pete's cock." "Yea and I wanna taste your shit on Brian's cock Jen, hey, he's going to fuck your arse, aren't you Brian darling?" "Yes Pete, I'm going to stick my cock up her arse for you my lover." "No, no, please Brian you mustn't do this, don't you love me anymore? God I got you Peter for a present." Jenny pleaded, she still couldn't bring herself to make a run for it though, Jenny could easily have dashed out and downstairs as soon as she realised they intended to rape her, they were too entwined on the bed to catch her. "Ah there we have it darling, you were happy to have Pete used for sex weren't you? But not Jenny, oh no not perfect Jenny, come here slut we're going to use you." "No, I won't, you can't force me to, and get away from me you queer boy." "Ohh bitchy aren't we." Pete replied as he got between Jenny and the stairs to stop her escaping. "Listen darling wife, we can do this the easy way or hard way, Pete and I would prefer the hard way of course, hehe. You either come and strip naked of your own accord then lay back and take what we want to do to you. Or we can rape you; force you to take it all. Option one, you get well fucked and you might even enjoy it if you relax. Option two you get hurt, maybe badly hurt because we'll make sure it does hurt you." Brian's voice was so calm as he said it, yet his emotions were so excited, and his prick was even harder than it had been earlier, it ached in fact, it was so hard. "Got that whore, what's it to be?" Pete whispered into Jenny's ear, thrashing his tongue in and out of his mouth again, Jenny cringed and leaned away from him. A nice surprise for Brian... Pt: one...By pop_54/2003... Part two will follow if anyone's interested. No feedback. No Part two. I aint writing a bloody novel if no one's interested. 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