5 comments/ 143988 views/ 10 favorites Kate's Date with Destiny Ch. 01 By: StoneyLodge (© 2008, all rights reserved) Note: this story contains descriptions of sexual acts committed by force, i.e., non-consent, rape, and bi-sexuality. If such acts offend the reader, it is suggested that one pass up this story. Furthermore, the author wishes to say that it is a work of fiction whose contents and details do not necessarily reflect his own predilections; and as such, remonstrations decrying such acts are not welcome or invited. In brief, it is written for those who do enjoy such things, and in particular the author's new friend who is a well-regarded Literotrica author. If a reader thinks of himself as "too mentally healthy" or not twisted enough to get off on such "perversions," why is one reading a story which will be catalogued under the "Non-Consent," "Gay," or "Loving Wives" genres in the first place? I know somebody is now going to assert "but 'Loving Wives' can be about the beautiful sexual and romantic relationship between husbands and wives with no third parties!" Yes, the genre does include some stories like that; but frankly, I would assert that those are very few (and boring) -- whereas most are scribed to appeal to "voyeur hubbies" who want to see their wives fucked by other men or perhaps for men who wish to fuck other men's wives, whether they like it or not. ````````````````````````````` Chapter 1: Kate and Bob were a happily married couple, he 34, she 31 with a kid, nice house -- all the trappings of normalcy. Prior to their marriage several years ago, each had enough sexual experience to convince them it was time to get married, settle down, start a family, and live the "good life." Unbeknownst to Kate, Bob had taken to writing erotic fiction to explore and express his wilder side and was actually considered a well-received writer on the Literotica website. Kate was slender with brown curly hair; small but pert breasts with nice nipples, a rather boyish figure, a cute ass, and a hairy or bushy pubic area, which was just about the only area of her being still considered wild. In fact, she was totally unlike most of the wives described in Literotica's Loving Wives section, i.e., the ones having voluptuous, curvy bodies with huge tits that somehow don't sag to their navels and shaved pussies. One of his readers, a mature, insightful, married guy named Lew, took the opportunity to send some constructive comments about a couple of Bob's stories, especially an entry in the "Loving Wives" section and a friendly correspondence developed between the two men who shared some interests -- or at least an appreciation of the genre. Over time, Bob sent pics (unfortunately, only "G-rated") of Kate to Lew to show her off and get Lew's reaction to her. Kate looked so sweet and cute that Lew's imagination was incited. Bob suggested that in the past, Kate had been kind of wild and he wished that streak could be revived or tapped -- in more ways than one. Of course, Bob had no intention of realizing his fantasies -- it was just exciting to share them with an anonymous stranger. Just getting Kate to pose in the nude seemed an unobtainable, albeit delightful, goal -- never mind actually going to bed with one or more of his friends or strangers, preferably against her will. As it turned out, Bob and Kate did not live very far from Lew's home and a plan was brewing in Lew's mind about how to take full advantage of the information he was receiving about Kate, whose sweetness and innocence he relished the notion of corrupting. Lew suggested that Bob invite him over for dinner, introducing him to Kate as a business associate visiting from out of town. Bob thought this would merely make their chats more interesting, nothing more. Kate was happy to be hospitable, especially if it supported her husband's career; and it just happened that the visit coincided with their kids visiting their grandparents for a few days during summer vacation -- the stage was now set for Kate's Date With Destiny. ````````````````````````````````````````` The night that Lew arrived at Bob and Kate's home was a warm summer's evening; the day had been in the 90's; and it had not cooled down much. Consequently, Kate was wearing lightweight, but perfectly modest and non-revealing clothes -- a simple top and skirt with no indication of her underwear or the treasures concealed. Bob answered the door and introduced his "associate" to the unsuspecting Kate who primly shook Lew's hand. For a while, they sat in the living room making small talk about work (Bob had prepped Lew on the nature of his regular job), kids, plus the political campaign and what they thought of McCain and Obama. One of the topics was the pro-life vs. pro-choice issue and how McCain might put Roe vs. Wade at risk with prospective Supreme Court picks. It was interesting to know that both the husband and the wife were pro-life and would never contemplate what they considered "infanticide." Lew was careful to keep the conversation totally "clean" with no off-color innuendos, jokes, or even attempts to undress her with his eyes, which he might normally do when meeting a woman he wanted to see naked. Eventually, Kate left the men to go to the kitchen and get the dinner rolling. Bob seized the opportunity to ask, "So what do you think of my girl?" Lew responded, "She's cuter than her pics and a real MILF." Bob's chest swelled with pride and thoughts of masturbating later while imagining Lew on top of Kate formed in his mind. Although Bob had no wish to see Kate ravished for real, knowing that Lew had seen pics of Kate and having Lew in his home with her in person and touching her -- even though merely shaking her hand -- provided a new, tantalizing concreteness which would fuel his fantasy of seeing his wife ravished by another man. Dinner was a success, Kate having outdone herself looking to impress somebody who might help Bob. Lew had brought a very nice bottle of wine which Kate and Bob enjoyed -- although Lew did not partake, explaining that he was taking some antibiotic which indicated abstinence from alcohol during the 10-day course of treatment. What the young couple did not happen to notice was Lew's slipping some powder from a small envelop into the bottle when he uncorked it and left it to "breathe" -- allowing a powerful sedative to dissolve completely in the interim. As the meal was coming to a close, both Bob and Kate found themselves yawning and eyes getting droopy. Kate was embarrassed for being so rude in front of a guest, blaming her being so tuckered out on the extreme heat and the amount of sun she had taken that day, exacerbated by the delicious wine she had consumed. She even said, "Gee Lew, if you had been able to share this bottle with us 3 ways, I'd probably be more alert!" with a little giggle that Lew found delicious. The term "3 way" also caused an internal giggle of his own, since that was exactly what he had in mind for the unsuspecting couple. Bob was about to learn the veracity of the old adage, "be careful what you wish for....it might come true." `````````````````````````````````````` Lew sat back and continued to chat, waiting patiently for the drug to take full effect on the young married couple. And eventually, that patience was rewarded when Kate's head bobbed downward and her chin rested on her chest. Bob looked on in amazement and even started to ask Lew what was going on, but found himself unable to speak, as Lew stood up and walked around behind Kate to test her responses. Lew reached out and rubbed Kate's right breast thinking that if she were conscious, she'd react with alarm or protest. However, she remained mute. Bob sat in his chair conflicted and, as he came to realize, helpless as he witnessed the man he invited into his home actually enacting some of his favorite fantasy -- but it wasn't supposed to happen for real! The last thing Bob saw before he passed out was Lew raising his wife's top to reveal her prim, plain white bra..... (to be continued) Kate's Date with Destiny Ch. 02 (© 2008, all rights reserved) Note: this story contains descriptions of sexual acts committed by force, i.e., non-consent, rape, and bi-sexuality. If such acts offend the reader, it is suggested that one pass up this story. Furthermore, the author wishes to say that it is a work of fiction whose contents and details do not necessarily reflect his own predilections; and as such, remonstrations decrying such acts are not welcome or invited. In brief, it is written for those who do enjoy such things, and in particular the author's new friendwho is a well-regarded Literotrica author. If a reader thinks of himself as "too mentally healthy" or not twisted enough to get off on such "perversions," why is one reading a story which will be catalogued under the "Non-Consent," "Gay," or "Loving Wives" genres in the first place? I know somebody is now going to assert "but 'Loving Wives' can be about the beautiful sexual and romantic relationship between husbands and wives with no third parties!" Yes, the genre does include some stories like that; but frankly, I would assert that those are very few (and boring) -- whereas most are scribed to appeal to "voyeur hubbies" who want to see their wives fucked by other men or perhaps for men who wish to fuck other men's wives, whether they like it or not. Naturally, it is suggested that the previous chapter be read to be able to follow the plot which resumes below: * Chapter 2: Lew had seen to it that Kate's glass was refilled more often than Bob's so that she had consumed more of the sedative. Bob had enough to render him helpless but more like a drunk than unconscious. In this fashion, Lew helped her husband out of his chair and slinging Bob's arm over his neck, they made their way to the couple's bedroom, where Lew dumped him into a chair. Returning to the living room, Lew picked up his attaché case and then lifted the petite Kate over his shoulder and returned to the bedroom, dropping Kate on the couple's marital bed. He then pulled a roll of duct tape out of the attaché case and proceeded to strip Bob buck naked, lead him around behind the chair and bound him with his wrists taped to the arms and his legs individually taped securely to the back legs, a good two and half feet of space between. Bob could now see everything going on in the room and do nothing about it. Lew then set about making a prime fantasy of Bob's come true by making quick work of stripping her naked as well. The light top was ripped from the neck down and shredded easily, again exposing her bra. Next, the skirt was yanked off her slim hips and off her legs. The bra had a clasp in the front, which Lew opened without ceremony and pulling the straps off her shoulders, tugged from under her back exposing her small breasts with their rather prominent brown nipples. The sudden exposure to the air-conditioned room made them stand up at attention -- which pleased Lew to see since he felt like they were saluting him. He expected to be saluting her with part of his body very soon. Lew gazed upon her panty-covered crotch -- he could see that Bob hadn't been kidding when he confided that Kate's pubic hair was bushy and tendrils of dark brown curls were peeking out of the leg holes. The mound covered by the prim, plain white panties was somewhat prominent. He did not peruse this for long however as he ripped the panties off her exposing that hairy nest. All the while, Bob was regaining alertness and tried to get Lew to stop this insanity -- explaining that he never intended for it to go anywhere near this far -- to go beyond delicious fantasy. Lew grabbed the ripped panties and sniffed them, smelling Kate's pungent odor fostered by the warm weather, and then walked over to Bob and pinched his nose. When Bob opened his mouth to breathe, Lew stuffed the damp panties into his mouth and added a piece of duct tape to keep them inside. Bob's eyes widened as he realized that this was now totally out of control and he was witnessing his favorite fantasy devolving into a nightmare! ``````````````````````````````````` Lew then pulled 4 lengths of clothesline attached to cat collars out of his attaché case and quickly tied Kate spread-eagled to their marital bed. When he was satisfied that she was securely bound and at his mercy, he leisurely stripped off his own clothes while calmly and coolly chatting with Bob about Kate's body and how nice it was to see both of them -- in the raw. Come to think of it, "raw" was the perfect descriptor for what he had in mind for them in so many ways. Raw as in "in the raw" or buck-naked. Raw as in raunchy. Raw as in bareback. And finally, raw as in fucked without mercy until a hole was used almost the point of bleeding. When Lew dropped his black, French-cut briefs, Bob now had his first look at the cock that was going to penetrate his wife's body, which had not known another cock in a very long time. While not monstrous, like some of the cocks in Bob's secret fantasies, it was more than ample at 6 inches, cut and thick with a big fat head and a scrotum containing a hefty set of sperm-filled balls. Bob was conflicted -- feeling thrilled that he might see what he had imagined -- but also horrified at its imminent realization. Lew now went to his bag and pulled out a digital camera and walked around the bed turning up the lamps on the night tables to illuminate the still unconscious wife. He took several pictures of her from all angles, especially aiming up between her widespread legs. Turning to her husband, Lew said, "Well now we'll have the sort of pics we both wanted -- I'll e-mail you a complete set for jerking off." He also walked behind Bob and took a few pics of the helpless husband and cuckold to be. Thinking it would be fun and make for a better pic, Lew hauled off and landed a ferocious slap to Bob's posterior leaving an angry red handprint which then became captured for posterity (Lew loved plays on words) with his cam. Bob was shocked by the spank and lurched with no place to go. Lew thought to himself, "thank you sir, may I have another?" and complied -- giving Bob another one on the other buttock and snapping more pics. Returning to the bed, Lew put one of Bob's socks in her mouth and taped it so she couldn't scream or call for help, moments before she regained consciousness and became aware of the horror of discovering her nakedness as well as that of their guest. Looking down her own body and realizing she was immobilized, she tugged at her bonds in futility and mumbled unintelligibly into the gag, pleading with her eyes to be freed and spared whatever this monster in her home had in mind. Searching the entire room for anything to help or anyway to escape, her eyes fell upon her husband tied down to the chair with tape covering his mouth as well -- their eyes meeting in desperation. Lew then sat down on the bed next to Kate and said in a chillingly calm voice, "Now listen Kate, you are a very attractive young lady; and I am going to enjoy having some fun with you. As you can see, your husband is not going to be able to save you and nobody will be able to hear you. You can either go along with the program and make it easy on yourself ... and maybe even enjoy the experience -- or you can see just how creative I can be when it comes to punishment. Either way, I'll enjoy myself. Nod your head if you understand me and intend to cooperate?" Kate shook her head from side-to-side and screamed into the gag that muffled her plea effectively. Nobody outside of this bedroom was going to hear her or respond to spare her. Her eyes screamed volumes as well, going from pleading with Lew for mercy and imploring her helpless husband to bust loose and throw this man out of the previously safe sanctuary of their home. Bob tried to communicate with his wife with his eyes -- everything from being unable to comply, trying to reassure her they'd get through this, to his regrets and sorrow for having brought this nightmare into their lives. What he did not want to reveal of course was another element -- a tinge of erotic excitement, proof of which was rising and poking through the slats of the chairs back out of her line of sight. That did not go unnoticed by Lew however, who chucked and reaching out, stroked Bob's growing erection a few times with a wink at Bob. He then took a pic of Bob's cock poking through the chair back as evidence of Bob's unwitting and silent complicity. Returning to the bed, Lew repeated his question to Kate, "so what's it going to be Katie,"...thinking of Tina Turner's 'Proud Mary,' he asked, "are we going to do it easy or are we going to be rough?" Not waiting for her answer, he reached out and pinched her right nipple hard. Kate flinched and squealed from pain the shock and indignity of having her body touched like that, with no latitude for escape. Lew groped her entire tit, not difficult given its being about an "A" cup and squeezed a little causing her to groan with embarrassment more than physical discomfort. And it was not a pleasant sensation. Not by any means. Lew proceeded to squeeze, grope, and pinch both breasts and her nipples which responded despite her horror by rising and engorging with blood. Her sensitive nerves were outraged by this rude treatment -- Bob's having been a very gentle and considerate lover despite his innermost and secret desires. Running his hands down her torso, Lew examined every inch of her body and ran his fingers through and tugged her luxuriant pubic hair -- parting it to reveal her pink labia and the hood covering her clit. He could barely find it with all this damn hair. Returning to his attaché case, he extracted a pair of scissors, a razor, and a tube of shaving gel. At first, Kate was petrified thinking he intended to stab her belly with the scissors. Placing a towel from the en suite bathroom under her ass, he started to trim this unruly bush until a mound of clippings was lying between her widespread thighs. He then uncapped the tube of gel and squeezing a nice dollop onto his fingertips, began to massage the gel into the remaining trimmed pubic hair coving her mound and inner thighs. Realizing he needed a bowl of hot water, Lew padded out to the kitchen while the young coupled tried to communicate with their eyes, realizing that they were at the mercy of a methodical sex fiend who had an agenda which was now "on rails" and not stopping any time soon. Returning to the bedroom, Lew put the bowl of hot water on the night table and soaked a washcloth from their bathroom, which he applied between her legs. She arched her back at the heat of the water and the indignity of having a total stranger manhandle her vagina this way. Satisfied that her hair was suitably prepped, Lew began to shave her mound, whistling "I'm gonna wash that man right out of my hair" from "South Pacific" -- thinking it was somewhat ironic. Thinking her mound was clean as a baby's behind made him think about Kate's behind and he lifted her ass up to spread her cheeks and check her crack, which was still disgustingly hairy. Looking Kate in the eye, he warned her, "Now listen Katie my dear, I'm going to shave around your asshole too; and if you don't want to get hurt, you'll be a good girl and behave yourself....don't move or this razor might cut you and we wouldn't want your asshole to be out of commission now would we?" Feeling ashamed and revolted, but not wanting to be cut, she held her breath and her body still as Lew quickly and efficiently shaved her crack paying special attention to her cute, winking brownie. When he was all done, he shocked Kate by taking some after shave lotion and rubbing a liberal amount on her crotch. The alcohol content may not have been tremendous; but it was enough to sting like crazy, especially given that she had never shaved and her skin down there was especially sensitive. When the lotion dripped down to her anus, her body convulsed; and she thought she would have hit the ceiling if she weren't restrained. A few quick digital photos were then taken to commemorate her new total nakedness. Looking down at her body with the small tits; slim, really boyish body with subtle hips, and now a totally denuded pubis, Lew said to no one in particular, "ah, now that's much better." She looked positively pubescent -- almost like a little girl rather than a MILF who had given birth. Now that he could easily see her pussy and especially her clit, Lew started to touch her, tease her, and slid a finger inside her pussy which was dry and unyielding. He had been waiting a while for dessert and there it was -- quite a spread so to speak. Lew nibbled on her tits, tonguing her nipples, biting them hard enough to provoke muffled protests. He nipped his way down her body, pausing to probe her naval with his tongue, before continuing to her crotch. Skirting her pussy, wanting to save the best for last, he kissed, licked, and bit her inner thighs, which she tried to pull together to no avail. Lew chuckled as he moved in for one of the "cherries on this sundae," grabbing her clit with his teeth and clamping down eliciting another protest. Next, the tip of his tongue found and worried her clit, lashing it back and forth and providing the conflict of the horror or being raped vs. what, well to be candid, felt good. Her mind returned to the reality of being taken against her will and her husband's being tied down as well, forced to witness her humiliation and ravishment -- and these thoughts, fears, and emotions overcame the pleasurable messages her neurons were transmitting to her brain. Normally, and as a matter of pride as a more than competent lover, Lew would have made sure that Kate's pussy was well lubricated; but this time, a perverseness prevented that degree of consideration. If she lubed herself fine -- if not, then he would fuck her raw and his cum would provide the lube for round 2. But first, he had something else in mind to make his cock as hard as it could be, and wetter for her. Walking over to Bob, he whispered in Bob's ear, "So is this what you had in mind, you pervert? How do you like seeing your wife like this? What do you think she would say if I told her you planned this entire scenario -- that you've been wanting to see her humiliated and raped for years? I might show her the e-mails and pics you sent to me so she'd know I'm not lying to her. Think she'd have you kicked out of this house and in divorce court so fast it would make your head spin?" The excitement Bob had been feeling was quickly replaced by dread. It was bad enough to see this happening for real and dealing with the guilt -- but now he realized his entire life as he knew it could be destroyed by Lew's revealing just enough to plant the seeds of doubt and maybe hate in his loving wife's mind and heart. He shook his head "no" in response to Lew's query. Of course Kate presumed her husband and would-be protector was protesting this violation of his wife, begging Lew to leave her alone, never suspecting that what Bob was now most afraid of was Lew's spilling the beans. Lew then whispered, "Are you going to be a good boy and do exactly what I tell you to do?" Bob quickly nodded "yes!" Satisfied that Bob would obey and not yell for help, he ripped the duct tape off his mouth and yanked out the sodden panties. Stepping on the seat of the chair and gripping Bob's shoulders, Lew said, "OK Bobby, be a good boy and get my cock ready for your wife's sweet little pussy." Stunned, Bob realized that he was being asked to suck cock. He had experimented in college with guy sex; but had put all of that behind him when he started getting serious with girls. He had rammed his own cock into quite a few mouths, sometime with a degree of brutality. He was now about to experience fellatio from the other side and he did not look forward to it. Rubbing his cock on Bob's lips, Lew said, "OK Bobby, the choo-choo is pulling into the station... say ahhh!" Bob considered refusing but then realized that Lew could make his life a living hell way beyond just this one night and he slowly opened his mouth to accept the cock. Kate looked on in amazement as her husband sucked her tormentor's cock! Lew told Bob to do a good job and not make him angry; and Bob complied using every thing he liked done to his own cock to get Lew sufficiently happy that it would end faster. Lew grabbed the back of his head to skull-fuck him and thought Bob was doing such a good job, it would be tempting to give the schmuck a surprise load instead of saving it for Kate's pussy.... But, truth be told, fucking a sweet, more or less innocent wife was much more enticing, so he pulled out of Bob's mouth and patted his cheek, before returning to their bed. Climbing up between Kate's slender thighs, he rubbed the head of his cock up and down her slit and finally nudged the fat shroom into the tight slot of her vagina that was still for most intents and purposes, not ready to be fucked. Nevertheless, as soon as he acquired that opening, he rammed his cock fully into her barely yielding cunt. Her eyes watered and tears ran down her face in pain as well as from the anguish of being forcibly raped. Bob's eyes meanwhile were focused on Lew's ass rising and falling as his wife's pussy was being ploughed. Thankfully for her, his saliva eventually augmented by her natural lubrication and Lew's precum started to make the passage easier and it stopped being excruciatingly painful -- although it did not stop her agonized moaning. As it became easier to fuck her and his arousal escalated, Lew anticipated cumming inside another man's wife -- perhaps impregnating her. Now wouldn't that be a fitting reward for Bob -- having to raise another man's child, ironic given their staunch pro-life stance. Lew hoped she was fertile and ovulating now. Thinking about the possibility of her eggs-in-waiting, he let loose his pent-up load of swimmers. He had held off cumming for at least 24 hours, and this load was a big, thick, creamy one. Bob could tell what was happening as he witnessed Lew's ass clench and thrust forcefully between his wife's thighs. When Lew reluctantly pulled out of Kate, the oozing of globs of white cum dribbling down to her ass cheeks were even more obvious due to her having been shaved -- underscoring that a line had been crossed and it could never be undone. (to be continued in the concluding Chapter 3) Kate's Date with Destiny Ch. 03 (© 2008, all rights reserved) Note: this story contains descriptions of sexual acts committed by force, i.e., non-consent, rape, and bi-sexuality. If such acts offend the reader, it is suggested that one pass up this story. Furthermore, the author wishes to say that it is a work of fiction whose contents and details do not necessarily reflect his own predilections; and as such, remonstrations decrying such acts are not welcome or invited. In brief, it is written for those who do enjoy such things, and in particular the author's new friend who is a well-regarded Literotrica author. If a reader thinks of himself as "too mentally healthy" or not twisted enough to get off on such "perversions," why is one reading a story which will be catalogued under the "Non-Consent," "Gay," or "Loving Wives" genres in the first place? I know somebody is now going to assert "but 'Loving Wives' can be about the beautiful sexual and romantic relationship between husbands and wives with no third parties!" Yes, the genre does include some stories like that; but frankly, I would assert that those are very few (and boring) -- whereas most are scribed to appeal to "voyeur hubbies" who want to see their wives fucked by other men or perhaps for men who wish to fuck other men's wives, whether they like it or not. Naturally, it is suggested that the previous chapters be read to be able to follow the plot which resumes and finishes below: ``````````````````````````````````````````` Chapter 3: Lew crushed Kate's tits and nibbled on her ear lobe as he recuperated from raping the young wife. After a while, he roused himself and pulled out of her violated little pussy. When Lew reluctantly pulled out of Kate, the oozing of globs of white cum dribbling down to her ass cheeks were even more obvious due to her having been shaved. He turned around and looked at Bob whose eyes were cast down in abject defeat. His fantasy had come true and his cock was hard sticking through the slats of the back of the chair to which he was bound, belying his shame. But his mind was in extreme conflict. Just how much did he enjoy seeing his fantasy realized and would he ever get past the pangs of guilt torturing his soul for having allowed this to happen to his darling wife, Kate? His mind was shocked back to the present reality when Lew got back up on the chair and instructed Bob, "Clean me up!" Bob meekly opened his mouth again to accept the now semi-hard and messy cock of his wife's rapist into his mouth -- tasting the remains of cum and the familiar taste of his wife's pussy. Surprisingly, Lew's cock hardened again and Bob realized the ordeal was by no means over yet. Pulling his cell phone out of his pants' pocket, Lew speed-dialed a number and briefly told the party on the other end of the phone, "they're both ready -- come on over." Both Bob and Kate were stunned as this new reality dawned on them. Not only wasn't it over; but somebody else was on his way to perhaps heap more indignities and suffering on their helpless bodies. After about 15 minutes, their doorbell rang and Lew chuckled and said, "don't go anywhere kids, I'll be right back." He walked back into the bedroom with another middle-aged man, muscular, tall, and obviously very strong. Lew, mimicking Al Pacino in "Scarface," said, "Guys, say hello to little my friend, Paul." Kate ignored this request; but Bob being aware that he needed to do as he was told, and timidly said, "Hello Paul." Paul went over to the bed, looked Kate over from head to toe, and turned to Bob while fondling a tit, and said, "Hey guy, you've got a cute little wife here. Paul then walked around behind Bob and ran his hand down Bob's back and then squeezed and spanked his ass, saying, "nice butt Bob" -- laughing. He then kneeled down behind Bob and took his fingertips and grabbed Bob's ass cheeks and roughly pulled them wide open so he could check out what was of greater interest to him, namely the young husband's hole. "Mmmmm," he thought "now here's some primo ass to explore." What Lew had failed to mention in the introduction was the Paul was bi, and fond of saying, "a hot, tight asshole is a hot tight asshole!" Bob was stunned as he felt this new brute exploring his ass. Up until now, he was upset for his wife -- and the cock sucking was bad enough -- but now he realized with dread that he might have more to worry about than he had presumed. And he didn't have long to wait before he got a better sense of what was going to happen to him as he felt a finger rudely penetrate his own tight hole; and it hurt -- and he bit his lip. Paul's long, fat finger explored the young husband's asshole, tugging the ring outward to open him up a bit before adding a second finger -- causing Bob to yelp this time in pain. Paul, either wanting to have some additional fun or give the kid a break, reached around and grabbed the cock still protruding through the slats -- stroking the shaft and making Bob groan in a different way, albeit conflicted due to the pain in his ass plus embarrassment from being aroused by yet another man in front of his wife. He was grateful she couldn't see his cock from this angle. While Paul was busy toying with Bob fore and aft, Lew returned to Kate and contemplated the next indignity to heap upon her. He untied her right foot and she was hopeful that he was going to free her. This notion was abruptly dashed when he muscled her foot up to the headboard and refastened her binding with her right arm. When he untied her left foot, she tried to lash out and kick him; but he anticipated her move and brutally yanked her leg back to tie it to the other corner of the headboard. Her knees now pressed into her tits almost hiding them completely -- but her entire crotch was now lewdly on full display to all three men. Lew now took some more photos of her and ran his hands up and down her body, eventually mirroring the action on the other side of the bedroom by sliding his finger into her pussy for some lube and then moving down to penetrate her virgin asshole. Her eyes bugged wide as the likely fate of her husband and herself crystallized. These two brutes intend to rape their asses! Lew added a second finger and sawed them in and out, pausing to tug on her ring and then putting the index finger of his other hand inside her to pull her ring in opposite directions. Lew then whispered to her, "hey baby, be glad I'm doing this for you -- otherwise it will hurt more than it's likely to otherwise. Lew then got another idea -- he wanted her mouth and needed to know he could control her and prevent any chance of her screaming for help. He then lay down next to her and whispered again in her ear. "Now Katie baby, if I remove your gag, will you be a good girl and keep quiet? If you make a peep, I'll have to punish you and I guarantee you won't like it. Now are you going to behave or not?" Kate nodded "yes" so Lew ripped the tape off her mouth and pulled out the sock he had put in it -- another good one as he chuckled thinking: he had literally "put a sock in it." Afraid of what might happened to her and/or her husband, Kate stayed quiet as she gasped for air and ran her tongue over he sore lips. Lew then kneeled next to her head and calmly instructed her to kiss his cock -- holding his breath while waiting to see if she would be cooperating. He could almost read her mind, see the hesitance and finally, the compliance as she pursed her lips and kissed the proffered cock of her rapist. He rubbed the head on her lips and face and then told her what was expected, "open your mouth and suck it baby." And she did. As she did so, he resumed playing with and opening up her asshole.... And it occurred to her that perhaps if she did a really good job, maybe she could make him cum and achieve a reprieve for her virginal ass. But Lew had already cum once in her pussy and his "round 2" stamina was prodigious. When he was satisfied that she was now with the program and his cock was good and ready, he started to pull out of her pretty little mouth. Dreading the consequences for failure, she tried in vain to keep his cock in her mouth -- taking his cum in her mouth would be better than getting fucked in the ass -- anything would be better. But Lew was determined to fuck, or should one say pluck this other cherry from the sundae laid out before him. Moving into position between her widely spread thighs, Lew peered down at her entire crotch and started rubbing the head of his cock in her pussy, dipping it inside for a few strokes. Kate hoped he would stay there but within moments she felt him withdraw and rub down to her back door. She clenched her ass in fear and misguided thought she could prevent this new invasion; but such was not to be as he once again slotted his fat shroom in her hole and starting to push inward. Grabbing the top of the headboard and bracing himself, Lew pressed forward, flexing his hips until he felt the head pop inside her. Seeing her about to scream, this time in pain not for help, Lew covered her mouth with a free hand and warned her, "Shut the fuck up!" She briefly thought about biting his hand but realized how pointless that would be and perhaps wind up earning more hurt than whatever pain she could inflict on his hand. So staring into each other's eyes, he slowly but surely took possession of her previously unexplored ass, and as the theme music from "Star Trek" played in his head, boldly went where no man had gone before. Her anal cherry gone, she resigned herself to her fate and surrendered to inevitable -- just hoping it would end as quickly as possible. Meanwhile, Bob was momentarily distracted by this second rape of his wife -- but not for long as he felt Paul walk in front of him and climb the chair as Lew had, presenting his cock to Bob's mouth. Bob knew what he had to do and without argument, meekly opened his mouth to this new, somewhat larger invader. Paul held Bob's ears as he face-fucked him. Feeling ready for the bigger prize, he pulled out and walked behind Bob. He then pulled Bob's cheeks wide open and hawked a big glob of spit onto the wrinkled hole and then rubbing it inside. Leaning over the chair back, Paul said, "Now listen Bobby, this will go a lot easier for you if you don't fight it... try to relax and push out like you're taking a shit." It makes no difference to me, because I'm gong to take your ass either way. So it's up to you." Before Bob could really think about it, he felt the fat head of Paul's cock push at his hole and while he tried to relax, it was difficult -- but then it was all academic because the head popped through Bob's anal ring to take command of his ass and Bob bit his tongue to hold back a scream. Paul signed with satisfaction -- there just wasn't anything quite as good as being the first one to take a straight, married guy's ass. In fact, he considered it a prize of sorts and he did keep track of how many he managed to get. The number wasn't a big one -- more quality than quantity. In fact, there was no dearth of gay or bi bottoms eager to accommodate -- but a str8, married ass, well that was special. As he ploughed Bob's ass, he grabbed his hips and pulled the young husband back impaling him on his hard cock. Paul and Bob looked at the bed where Lew was giving Kate's ass a real workout. Both husband and wife getting their asses fucked royally by strangers. The two "tops" pounded the married couple without mercy and within moments of each other, their own asses clenched as they spurted their cum into the now transformed asses. Was it finally over? The wife and husband hoped so. But such was not the case. Paul untied the husband, now weak from getting fucked and led him over to the bed, pushing him down as Lew untied Kate and roughly flipped the limp, moaning, and barely conscious young wife over onto her belly. The couple now lay side by side, their asses facing the ceiling as the Lew and Paul contemplated their victims and took a few more photos. Winking at each other, they switched sides and Lew pulled Bob up into the doggy position while Paul did the same with Kate. Husband and wife turned their heads towards each other and reached out to hold hands as they felt the men behind them grip their hips impaling their assholes on their amazingly still hard cocks. Paul had given a fleeting thought to taking her pussy; but ultimately doing a woman's ass was simply a rarer treat. The married couple moaned, totally surrendered to their fate and destiny as Bob whispered, "I'm sorry" to his wife, knowing that nothing would ever be the same for either of them. After Lew and Paul shot their loads into the now well-lubed and stretched assholes, they pulled out, "high-fived" and Lew advised the couple they should keep their mouths shut. Only Bob fully appreciated the wisdom of maintaining silence -- the potential ramifications and repercussions of his role in the debacle being severe. Who knows, maybe he could be arrested and prosecuted as an accessory and lose his freedom as well as lose his wife and home. ``````````````````````````````````````````````````` Epilogue: Bob convinced his wife not to call the authorities, telling her it would be too embarrassing for both of them and not undoing the horrible experience they endured. He begged Kate to try to forget all of it -- saying he did not want to see the look on the policemen's faces when having to talk about his sucking and getting ass fucked by two cocks. He even lied through his teeth by suggested that Lew was in a position to hurt his career. Although she was furious, she understood her husband's shame and anxieties. Their asses were sore for quite a while and their psyches even longer. A few weeks later, they realized that they would never have any possibility of forgetting what happened when Kate missed her period. The test strip she peed on with dread only confirmed what she already knew -- she was now carrying Lew's baby, which she could not bring herself to abort. It had to be Lew's since Paul had only fucked her ass, not her pussy; and she and Bob had not had sex since that night, telling each other they needed time for their raw bodies to heal... but it was really more of the horrible memory for her and guilt for him. She now waited for her husband to come home to tell him the news that more stretching of her slim body was anticipated and that he would be raising this baby. Naturally, Kate had no idea that Bob was about to find out just how big the price for having his favorite fantasy come true was going to be. END ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's additional note: While not the first time my erotica has been published, this is the first work of virtually pure erotic fiction, whereas the other two, which appeared in Penthouse Forum were true. I hope you enjoyed this effort and will vote. Positive, or at least constructive comments are welcome and will probably receive a response! -- SL.