7 comments/ 21778 views/ 18 favorites Assault on the Homestead By: Hotryder1 Vanessa's screams broke the silence of the early afternoon. Desperately, she hit and kicked at the two men, as they drug her toward the house. Almost carrying her by the arms, they pulled her up the steps. Her friend Jessica, had already run inside in a futile attempt to escape them. Vanessa looked quickly toward the wooded ridge behind her home. Would her husband see what was happening? Would he be able to help them? She could only hope. "America! Land of the free and the home of the brave." Yes, there are still plenty of brave Americans. Home of the free? During the past few years, I had started to wonder. I had seen our basic freedoms eroding away. The Constitution and the Bill of Rights, which have been the basis for protecting the freedom of every American for over two hundred years, were either being ignored, twisted, or just plain taken away. Civil unrest became much more frequent as the public expressed their displeasure with perceived injustice and the way the country was being governed. Our economy had also been faltering. How could any country remain viable if they are trillions of dollars in debt? Major problems had been developing in America. My wife, Vanessa, shared my growing concern. It seemed to us that, even though we did not depend on the government for support, we needed to become completely self-sufficient. We also needed to move away from areas with a large population. We were worried that rioting and looting would spread to suburban areas. I had grown up on a small farm in Alabama. As a result, of our concerns and my youthful farming experience, we sold our home in the suburbs and moved to a small farm in a rural area of the Ozarks. It is far removed from big cities and the masses that live off the government. Here we have a large garden, a few cows and pigs as well as chickens. I raise a few acres of corn and hay to provide feed for the livestock through the winter. We are our own little island in the midst of a country that was coming apart. Unfortunately, our fears were well founded. A year ago, the country crumbled around us. Other countries, especially China, demanded that the United States pay its debts. The fragile structure supporting our economy collapsed. The run on Wall Street was worse than the one that caused the Great Depression. Almost overnight, stocks fell until they had no value, companies failed and unemployment was over thirty percent. The American dollar lost value until it was basically worthless. Riots broke out in all of the major cities as panic took over. Civil unrest spread all over the country as cities were ravaged and burned. Stores were quickly plundered and basic food items and supplies disappeared. Rape, murder and arson became common place as moral and societal restraints continued to break down. The police tried to restore order, but were soon over run. Governors mobilized the National Guard, but not soon enough. Mobs became well armed as they looted sporting goods stores, police weapons lockers and National Guard armories. They obtained plenty of equipment, ammo and automatic weapons. The police and Guard were forced to withdraw to outlying areas of the cities. President Obama declared Martial Law, but the whole country seemed to be rising up in defiance against the government. The Army tried to restore order but was crippled by desertions, lack of supplies and poor leadership. As the riots occurred all over the country, the military was spread too thin. They could not control the growing mobs and were forced to withdraw from the cities and reform on military bases. As the military regrouped, gangs strengthened their organization and consolidated their holds in major cities. When China did not receive full payment on their loans, they demanded American property and assets. Of course, our government refused. Seeing its chance, China invaded California and Washington State. Even though our military had been weakened by recent events, they rallied to fight the attacking troops. Over the course of a few months, the war raged between the two opposing forces. Eventually, our military managed to stop the advance of the invasion. However, the Chinese now controlled our whole west coast as well as parts of Arizona. While the military was occupied with the Chinese invasion, gangs became better organized in the cities. Two thirds of the country was now without civil control and was under feudal law. Common services (electricity, gasoline, groceries, natural gas, clean water, fire and police departments) were no longer available. While Feudal Rule controls the cities and urban areas, the trading of goods and services became the basis for a new economy in rural areas. Farming had become the most beneficial form of support and survival. TV news programs had shown the beginning of the collapse of American society. A few days after the Chinese invaded, the television networks went off the air. Radio news continued for a few weeks, but then it too went silent. Most of the cities and urban areas were divided up into small feudal states controlled by warlords and their gangs of armed thugs. Small unorganized gangs roamed the countryside, murdering people and taking what they wanted. Most of rural America was on its own. ********** Walking out on the porch, I looked across my small domain. A gentle, creeping gauze of yellow and orange had laid itself across the trees, which are still mostly green. A confetti of leaves bedecks the ground, as though celebrating the joining of seasons. The intertwining scents of flowers, still blooming furiously, spill their perfume into an air which is tangy with wood smoke. Autumn seems to have arrived. The morning was clear and beautiful. The blue sky, sunshine and brisk temperatures were invigorating. The dew was glistening on the grass like tiny jewels as my dog, Dakota, my German Shepherd, came running up to greet me. I rubbed her behind the ears as we both enjoyed the morning. Vanessa came out the front door and walked up beside me. I encircled her waist with my arm as she lay her head against me. To me, she is the most beautiful woman on Earth. At 32, she still has the tight slim body of the college cheerleader I married. Her long blonde hair tumbled down her back as the morning sun sparkled in the red highlights. Her blue eyes looked up at me with love. Leaning down, I kissed her soft pink lips. I love her so much that, sometimes it hurts. "What are your plans for today?" I caressed her hip that was pressed so warm against me. "Jessica is coming over. We are going to work on the decorations. You know it's only two weeks before her wedding. We still have a lot to do." Jessica is our neighbor's daughter. At 19, she is almost as beautiful as my Vanessa. A slim 5'2 and 115lbs, she has been the object of many a man's wet dreams. Her ebony hair is cut stylishly short, framing her face and stopping just below her ears. Sparkling green eyes always looked at the world with strength and determination. Vanessa was helping Jessica prepare for her wedding, so she had been coming over pretty often. Looking down into my wife's eyes, I kissed her again, but this time, I slipped my tongue between her lips. As her tongue met mine, I pulled her body tight against me. I slid my hands down to her tight ass and pulled her against my growing erection. With a gasp, Vanessa pulled slightly back from my embrace. As she stood there, encircled in my arms, she giggled. "Down, boy, down. Save it for tonight. Jessica will be here any minute." Reluctantly, I let her slip from my embrace. As she turned to walk away, I slapped her on the ass of her tight jeans. "I am going to be expecting some hot loving tonight!" Looking back at me, she blew me a kiss as she walked into the house. The slam of the front door and the loud clump of boots announced the arrival of our three year old daughter, Ashley. Blonde curls bouncing, she leapt into my arms and gave me a big kiss. "Can I help you today Daddy?" Smiling and giving her a big hug, I responded, "Come on out to the barn. I can always use help from a good worker like you." Once I had finished my morning chores, I was going hunting on the ridge behind the house. I had spotted a nice buck several times in the back field. Yesterday, I had found a nice scrape line up near the top of the ridge. Vanessa was a wizard in the kitchen. She knew exactly how to cook venison to make it tender and flavorful. I hoped to have some fresh back strap for supper tonight. Ashley raced ahead of me as I walked back to the house. I was already wearing my camo as I went inside and got my gear. I picked up my 308 Remington and leaned it next to the door. Putting a handful of shells in my jacket pocket and hanging my binoculars around my neck, I was ready to go. Ashley had run to her room on some special mission that was only apparent to her. Entering the kitchen, I walked up behind Vanessa and slid my arms around her waist. Gently nuzzling her neck, I moved my hands up across her belly and closed them over her firm breasts. Even though they were D cups, they were still firm and stood proudly out from her chest. I could feel her nipples hardening as I pulled on them. Tilting her head slightly, she allowed my lips free access to the sensitive side of her neck. Pressing her ass back against me, she massaged my hard cock with her cheeks for a moment. As if on cue, we heard Jessica's truck pulling up in front of the house. With a deep sigh, Vanessa turned to face me. "This will be continued tonight!" As I released her from my arms, she strode to the front door. Jessica came in the door with a huge grin for both of us. Giving my wife a big hug, she bounced over to me and kissed my cheek. "Good morning Mike! Isn't it a beautiful day?" Smiling at her exuberance, I picked up my rifle. "You two have a great day. I will be back in a few hours." Ashley came rushing back into the room. She had put on her little camo jacket and was carrying her knit cap. "Hi Jessica!" she squealed as she ran over and grabbed my hand. "Come on Daddy. Let's go." Knelling down in front of her, I looked into her eager eyes. "Baby, you can't go with me today. I am going way up on the ridge and will be gone most of the day." I saw the stubborn look come over her face as she prepared to argue the point. Just then, Vanessa interrupted. "Ashley, we need your help today. After all, you are going to be the flower girl in Jessica's wedding." Ashley looked at Jessica, who smiled and nodded at my baby girl. "Okay. I will stay and help." Hugging her to me, I promised, "You can go fishing with me down at the creek tomorrow." With the quick mental change so common in three year olds, she whirled and ran back toward her room. "Okay Daddy! Have fun today!" Kissing Vanessa, I walked out the door and started toward my back hay field. Dakota bounded past me headed toward the woods, fifty yards behind the house. Calling her back, I knelt down and rubbed her neck. "You had better stay here. I don't need you up there scaring the deer away." As I walked on toward the woods, Dakota stared after me with a sad look. Slowly, with a drooping tail, she turned and walked back to the house. As I entered the trees, I took a deep breath of the fresh clean air. The woods had always been a special place for me. The forest gleamed with a brightness that you only get at this time of the year. A rainbow of oranges, yellows and reds interspersed with the last greens of summer, formed a shimmering canopy over my head. Golden light, which seems only to happen in autumn, dripped through the branches of the trees like syrup, and tangled itself with sparkling dust-motes on its way to the dappled floor. As I move quietly up the ridge, a light breeze is filling the air with leaves that whirl and race across the ground like living things. I hear a rustling sound and see squirrels scampering through the leaves, busily collecting food for the winter months ahead. As I near the top of the ridge, I remove my jacket. The day has warmed into the lower fifties and promises to get even warmer. I pause for a moment to soak in this wonderful day. For a moment, I thought the breeze had brought an unexpected sound; the thump of a shotgun. I turn my head and listen intently. I hear another sound that chills my blood. Racing through the woods, I reach a spot where I can see my home. Now, I can clearly hear my wife's screams cutting through the distance between us. Looking down at my home, I see two SUVs parked near the front porch. My chest clinches with fear as I study the scene below. My binoculars brings everything up close. My wife is struggling as two men drag her toward the house. A third man is holding Ashley in his arms. Jessica is running toward the front door with another man following close behind her. When they reach the steps, Vanessa breaks free. As she turns to run, one of the men grabs her hair and jerks her backward. As she falls to the ground, he twists her face toward his. Looming over her, he makes violent intimidating gestures. Even from the top of the ridge, I can tell he is threatening her. Yanking her to her feet, he shoves her across the porch and into the house. I must save my wife and daughter. A thousand wild ideas rush through my mind as I race through the trees, moving down the ridge toward my home. As I reach the edge of the woods, I slow down and stop. I am making foolish mistakes. I must calm down and think. Rushing out into the open would not help my family. It would only get me killed. Slipping out of my blaze orange vest, I move slowly to the edge of the trees. Fifty yards away, I can see a man on the porch. He has blonde hair, is medium height and slightly overweight. He has an assault rifle cradled in his arms as he paces the porch and intently looks around. He is obviously standing guard. There is no sign of Vanessa, Ashley, Jessica or the other men. I move further back until the trees totally shield me from the house. Before I can save them, I need to know exactly what I am up against. I am wearing camo hunting clothes, but my hands and face will shine. Knowing there is a small spring in the trees, behind the barn, I move quietly through the brush. Reaching the spring, my hand scrapes the moist dirt as I scoop mud from the edge and smear it on my face and hands, darkening them to make me less visible. Moving back to the edge of the field, I watch and listen intently for a moment. With the barn between me and the house, I leave the trees and race across the open grass. As my heart pounds in my throat, I wait for the crack of a gunshot. Finally, reaching cover, I flatten myself against the back of the barn. My heart is pounding as I wait and listen for shouts of alarm. Not hearing anything, I enter the barn through a window. The familiar interior is full of shadows as I creep to the front door. Slowly opening it a crack, I study the yard and the back of the house. I see Dakota lying dead in the front yard. She was the reason for the shotgun blast that had first alerted me that something was wrong. She had been killed for trying to defend the women. Scanning the rest of the yard, I don't see anything but the two SUVs and Jessica's pickup. Returning to the back of the barn, I go to a corner and remove some feed sacks. At the bottom of the stack, there is a vacuum sealed plastic bag. Unzipping the bag, I remove a Mossberg 500, three inch magnum, twelve gauge shotgun. It is configured with an extended tube magazine, ghost ring and pistol grip. It is much more effective than the rifle at close range. I also pull out a six inch sheathed boot knife and a bandolier with fifty rounds of magnum buckshot. I tuck the knife into my boot, fill the shotgun's magazine, rack a round and then insert another shell. Dropping the bandolier over my shoulder and hiding my rifle beneath the bags, I go back to the barn door. Without thinking things through, I could get myself and both women and my daughter killed. I needed to know exactly what I was going up against so I could develop a plan. I had seen four men, but I was not sure if there were more. I also needed to know where the women were located and what intentions the men had. I needed to see what was going on. I could see the end of the porch from the barn. I watched as the lookout came into sight. He walked to the edge of the porch and lit a cigarette. His right arm was wrapped in a fresh bandage just below the elbow. It looked like Dakota had managed to cause some damage. He glanced toward the barn and scanned the yard. I was not too concerned about being detected. I knew he could not see into the barn. Turning, he walked back out of sight. Moving quickly, I crossed the yard and knelt against the side of the house. I could hear voices from inside, but could not understand them. Alert to every snapping twig or crunching rock, I crept silently along the base of the house wall. Luckily, that morning, Vanessa had opened some windows to let in fresh air. I paused beneath the open living room window. I could clearly hear the men as they laughed and talked. None of the voices were particularly loud, so I knew none of them were near me. Cautiously, I peeked around the edge of the window. I could see three men. Two were seated at the table. The third, a huge black man, leaned against the kitchen cabinets. He was at least six-five and looked like two hundred and fifty pounds of pure muscle. He licked his lower lip, never taking his eyes off my wife and Jessica as they hurried around the kitchen making a meal. Another black man was sitting at the table. He was about six-one and had a shaved head. Looking toward the kitchen, he demanded, "Bull! How much longer do we have to wait?" From the kitchen, Bull answered, "Not long Marcus. Chow is almost ready." The other man at the table was white, average height, but very muscular. From his clothes and haircut, he looked like he was ex-military. As he stood up, I saw a large pistol hanging on his hip in a holster. He walked across the dining room and peered into the kitchen. There was another kind of hunger in his eyes as he watched the women. I had seen that look before. Many men hungered for my wife and this man was not an exception. I could not see Ashley anywhere. As the women started coming out of the kitchen carrying steaming bowls of food. As Vanessa started past the man with the pistol, he reached out and grabbed her around the waist. My wife screamed out in surprise as he pulled her ass hard against his crotch. Marcus looked up. "Leave her alone Ryker. I'm hungry!" Reluctantly, Ryker released my wife. She almost ran to the table, placing her bowl of food down near the black man. Ryker and Bull hastily joined Marcus at the table. The way they piled the food onto their plates, they must have been starving. Bull looked toward the porch. "What about JD?" Marcus never looked up from his food as he snarled, "He can eat after we're finished." Vanessa and Jessica kept busy bringing more food and drinks from the kitchen. I saw Ryker was still watching my wife as she moved around the room. The look in his eyes said he was hungry for more than food. After they finished eating, Marcus and Bull moved into the living room. As Bull settled onto the couch, Marcus made himself comfortable in my recliner. Ryker was leaning against the kitchen bar as he watched my wife cleaning up the dishes. "Hey girl!" Marcus called out, "Bring us a couple of beers!" Since the collapse of the country, beer was hard to get. I had been carefully hoarding it and only drank it on special occasions. Now, I was forced to watch as Jessica got two from the fridge and carried them to the men in the front room. Handing the first one to Marcus, she went to Bull with his. As she turned to go back to the kitchen, Bull grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his lap. Jessica screamed and struggled, but she was no match for the big man. Assault on the Homestead Pulling her back against his chest, he rubbed her boobs through her blouse. "Don't you want some of this big black snake I have for you?" "No!" she screamed as she struggled to get back to her feet. "Please! No!" Bull just laughed as he held her with one hand while pulling her t-shirt off over her head. Jessica was whimpering in panic as she folded her arms across the bra that was still covering her boobs. Picking her up like a ragdoll, Bull laid her over his knees. She squealed in protest as he pulled her jeans down her legs. In just her bra and panties, she was squirming and kicking as she tried to get away. When Vanessa heard Jessica scream, she ran toward the living room. Ryker grabbed her as she started by him and held her back. All she could do was watch as her friend was stripped by the big black man. I wanted to burst into the house and kill all of the rotten bastards, but JD was on the porch with his rifle and the three in the house were all heavily armed. I might be able to get a couple of them, but there was no way I could kill all four before they killed me. The women would be exposed to wild gunfire and after I was dead, they would still be at the surviving men's mercy. All I could do was watch helplessly. Bull unhooked Jessica's bra. She was trying her best to keep her boobs covered by clutching the bra to her chest. He grabbed the bra and ripped it out of her hands. Jessica's eyes were wide in terror as he threw it across the room where it landed in a tiny pile of white. Taking both of her wrists in one of his huge hands, he raised her arms over her head. She had no choice but to let her breasts be exposed to everyone. They were not very big, but they stood out proudly in front of her. Bull grinned at Marcus as he used his other hand to pull on the tiny nipples. "Just a mouthful, but damn, don't they look sweet?" Using one hand to hold Jessica's arms over her head, Bull reached down and put his other hand on her pussy. Desperately, Jessica clamped her thighs together. Bull leaned forward and bit her ear hard. Jessica screamed in pain and fear. "If you want to play hard, we can." He caressed her right breast gently as he cupped it in his hand. Then, grabbing her nipple he pinched hard. Jessica stiffened and screamed as the unexpected pain shot through her body. Bull twisted her nipple cruelly. Whimpering in pain, she turned her head in shame as she parted her thighs. "Good girl." Bull laughed as he reached down and pulled her panties to the side. Jessica's pussy was now exposed for everyone to see. Bull slid his thick finger up and down the outside of her pussy. As it slid across her clit, Jessica gasped. Bull kept sliding his finger up and down her pussy as he nuzzled her ear. Jessica turned her head away, but this only exposed her neck to his mouth. His teeth nibbled the tender skin of her neck as he kissed and sucked his way down to her shoulder. Jessica threw her head back and gasped as she felt his thick finger slid between her lips and into her open pussy. As he continued to kiss her neck, his finger established a steady rhythm as it pushed in and out of her. In spite of herself, Jessica's pussy was lubricating in response to his stroking finger. Her juices were glistening on his hand as he fingered her. We watched her breathing become deeper and a slight flush spread across her skin. Her nipples were hard and stiff as her hips started to twitch. Bull smiled as he inserted a second finger into her. Jessica moaned as her hips slowly began to rock back and forth to meet his fingers. "AAAAAHHH!" Jessica wailed as his thumb rubbed her clit. She was panting now and her hips were thrusting to meet his hand. Her body betrayed her as she arched her hips forward off his lap and eagerly pumped her wet pussy against his rapidly thrusting fingers. Her hips jerked spasmodically as he slammed his fingers into her. Suddenly, her whole body stiffened and she screamed as an orgasm tore through her. JD heard her screams and came running in from the porch. Expecting to find a woman in distress, instead, he saw a woman in the throes of orgasmic release. Putting his gun down, he walked up to the couch for a better look. As she realized how completely her body had betrayed her, she started crying. Bull released her hands and laid her back on the couch. Jessica put her hands over her face as sobs shook her body. Bull stood and quickly stripped naked. She watched through her tears, as he revealed his hard chiseled body. His large thick cock stood out from a forest of pubic hair. Thick veins ran up to a large plum shaped head. It was bobbing in response to his arousal as he joined her on the couch. Jessica's body was weak in surrender. She raised her hips as he slid her panties from her body. She had trimmed her pubic hair to a small strip above her mound. It was like a small dark arrow pointing the way to her carnal delights. Her pussy was a deep glistening pink as it opened in preparation for breeding. Her legs parted easily as he lowered his body between them. Holding himself slightly above her, Bull reached down and rubbed the head of his cock up and down her wet slit. Jessica jerked as she felt the purple head rubbing up and down between her sensitive wet lips. She stiffened as she felt him slide his cock deep into her. With short slow strokes, he pushed ever deeper into her warm pink cavity of sensual pleasure. The young girl's eyes flew open in surprise as she felt her pussy stretched and filled more than she had ever experienced. The only man she had ever been with was her fiancé. He could never fill her completely like the long black cock that was now buried within her. Bull started to move faster. His cock was glistening with her arousal as he buried himself completely inside her with every long stroke. His big body was pushing her back and forth on the couch as he thrust his cock hard in and out of her wet pussy. Jessica closed her eyes and willed her body to be still and not respond, but she could not control it. In spite of herself, she felt her pussy throbbing as it opened up to take the big black shaft that was plunging to her deepest depths. Jessica bit her lower lip as she felt the intense sensations building up inside her. Her pussy was burning in response as she felt the big cock rubbing places that had never been touched. Desperately, she tried to stop the orgasm she could feel rising within her, but her body continued to betray her. She wrapped her legs around him, pulling him hard against her. Whimpering in immoral pleasure, she began lifting her hips up to meet his thrusts. Her moans of pleasure filled the room as she welcomed his illicit cock into her pink well of sexual delight. She arched her back, pushing her pussy up to meet him as she strained to get every inch of his pounding cock deep inside her. Keeping his cock buried inside her, Bull gripped her ass in his big hands and lifted her up against his chest. She ground her clit against the hair surrounding his cock as she let her head fall forward against his shoulder. Shifting his body, Bull sat upright on the couch. He turned until his ass was near the edge and his head and shoulders were leaning against the back. Jessica was now sitting straight up, grinding her pussy against the cock that was still buried in her. Bull stopped thrusting and remained still and looked up at her. Unbelievably, Jessica started moving her hips. She gradually started rising and falling on his cock, just an inch or two with each stroke. Looking at Vanessa, a sob burst from her lips. She hated what she was doing, but she could not stop herself. She had never experienced anything as intense as what she was feeling now. Tears were running down her cheeks as she started to fuck the big black cock. Leaning forward, she placed her hands on Bull's shoulders as her ass started moving faster and faster in a depraved frenzy. Sweat was gleaming on her naked body as she plunged her soaked pussy up and down. Now, her sobs were replaced by moans as her passion rose. Dropping her head, she sank her teeth into the side of Bull's neck and screamed as her body exploded in rapture. As her passion subsided, she slumped forward on Bull's chest, her small breasts flattened against his muscles. Bull was not finished with her. Lifting her off his cock, he made her knell on the cushions. She placed her hands on the arm of the couch and arched her back, presenting her pussy to him. She was still gasping for breath as she felt Bull knelling behind her. She lurched forward and screamed in delight as she felt his big cock plunge all of the way deep inside her. Bracing her hands on the arm at the end of the couch, she steadied herself to receive his deep powerful strokes. She closed her eyes and moaned in obvious pleasure as he filled her with each long thrust. A wicked smile crossed her face when Bull grabbed a handful of her hair and pulled her head back. Her back was arched back. Her small breasts were thrust forward, the hard tips throbbing in passion. She was thrusting back to meet Bull's cock when she felt something hard and wet brush her cheek. Her eyes flew open in surprise. Marcus was standing naked in front of her. His hard cock was rubbing her cheek as he held it up to her. She knew what he wanted. Slowly, she opened her mouth and let Marcus slide his cock between her lips. Marcus tilted his head back in pleasure as he started pumping his cock in and out of her mouth. Jessica was rocking back and forth as both men fucked her pulsating naked body. She willingly swayed her body back and forth as her hot body consumed the two big black cocks. Streams of her hot juices were flowing over one black cock and down her thighs as her tongue and lips eagerly worshipped the one in her mouth. Marcus stopped stroking and watched as she worked her mouth on him. The intense erotic sensations she was experiencing from two cocks at once, was too much for Jessica to withstand. Moaning loudly she was pushing back to meet Bull's cock as she sucked eagerly on the one in her mouth. Bull stopped stroking her as the two men allowed her pussy and mouth to swallow both of their cocks. They both smiled as they watched Jessica fucking herself on their long cocks. She was moaning and rocking her body in depraved abandon as she welcomed them at both ends of her body. Her passion was unrestrained as she frantically gave herself to the two big black men. The intensity with which she was fucking them was too much for them to remain still for very long. Marcus began sliding his cock against her tongue. He threw his head back and moaned as she licked and sucked his balls. She enthusiastically sucked his cock back between her lips as Bull, grabbed her hips and started stabbing his cock frantically into her wet pink sexual cavern. The room was silent except for her moans and the sound of Bull's body as it slapped against her ass. Their movements built to a crescendo of erotic ecstasy. Marcus was the first to release. His hips thrust forward and froze as he held her mouth down on his pulsing cock. Jessica's cheeks swelled as her mouth filled with his creamy juice. She had never taken cum into her mouth before, but she had no choice. For the first time in her life, she felt it sliding across her tongue and down her throat as she swallowed his hot load. Bull was not far behind. His cock was making a staccato of loud slaps against her as he drove hard for his release. Burying himself deep inside her, he bellowed as his cock shot pulsing streams of his potent cum into her unprotected pussy. Feeling herself filled by cum at both ends, Jessica felt her own release wash over her again. Her whole body tensed as she took the two loads and exploded into rapturous pleasure. Jessica slumped down onto the couch in exhaustion as the two cock slipped from her body. She lay there limp from the power of her multiple orgasms. Covering her face with her hands, she was wracked by sobs. She recognized her body's betrayal as she realized how much she had enjoyed the sexual humiliation she had just endured. Across the room, Ryker still had his arms around Vanessa's waist, holding her tight against him. My guts tightened within me as I saw his hands start to rub her body. She struggled as she felt him pull her shirt up out of her jeans. He easily held her with one arm as her flat belly came into view. Vanessa was pleading, "No! Oh God, Please! No!" Ryker smiled. "Just wait. You will be begging me for more before we are through." It was all I could do to contain myself. I wanted to go charging into the room and kill the son of a bitch. But, it would not do Vanessa any good if I got myself killed, and where was Ashley? Ryker now had his hand on my wife's bare belly as he slid it back and forth across her smooth skin. She was jerking and straining to get away from him, but he held her easily. Reaching up, he hooked his fingers in the collar of her shirt. Vanessa gasped as he ripped it down the front and exposed her chest. Her beautiful large breasts were heaving inside her bra as she gasped and strained to get away. "You want me to rip that bra off too? Or, are you going to be nice and cooperate?" Vanessa glared at Ryker and then spit in his face. He smiled at her and slowly reached up and rubbed the spittle with his hand. Suddenly, quick as a snake, his open hand collided with the side of her face. Her head snapped to the side as the slap brought tears to her eyes. "We can do this the hard way or the easy way. That is up to you. But, either way, you are going to get fucked." He nodded toward my daughter's bedroom, "Or, do you want me to go in there with that little girl?" Terror gripped Vanessa. "NO! Leave her alone!" "Then be nice to me." Ryker grabbed the front of her bra and pulled on it. Vanessa struggled and hit at his face. Suddenly, there was a loud metallic click. Vanessa froze as she looked at the open knife in his hand. Sliding the knife between her breasts, he suddenly yanked the blade against the front of her bra. The sharp blade easily cut the elastic between the cups and her naked breasts bounced into view. Instinctively, Vanessa quickly crossed her arms, trying in vain to cover her bare breasts. Her arms could not completely cover her big D cup boobs. They bulged out on either side of her arms like large soft melons. Running his knife up her arm, he sliced the bra straps over each of her shoulders. Vanessa shivered as Ryker lightly ran the point of his knife across her skin and down her body. Slowly, the point traced a line across her belly and up the mound that was bulging around her left arm. "Do you want me to cut the rest of it off, or are you going to take it off?" Vanessa slowly let her arms drop. The mutilated bra fell to the floor and she stood before them with her magnificent breasts on display. They were quivering in frustration as her chest heaved, fighting the sobs that threatened to burst from her lips. The nipples puckered and hardened as they were exposed to the air and the eyes of the men. They stood out in twin peaks like pencil erasers. My wife stood and glared at Ryker with hatred as he took in the sight of the beautiful mounds that were revealed before him. Head high, she stood in defiance, letting his eyes drink in her breasts. Slowly, he walked around her, observing her from all angles. He paused for a moment looking at her ass. The tight jeans which encased it, just accentuated the tight curves. Continuing around, he stopped in front of her. She closed her eyes and grimaced as he lifted her left breast in his hand. Her large breast trembled and shook as he bounced it in his hand. Gripping her distended nipple in his fingers, he twisted it back and forth as if he was tuning a radio. "Look at me!" he demanded. Vanessa opened her eyes and made eye contact with him. "Take off your jeans." She hesitated for a moment. Then, her hands moved to her belt buckle. As we all watched, she kicked off her boots and unbuckled her belt. She glared at Ryker as she popped the snap and opened the zipper. Putting her flattened hands inside her jeans, she slid them over her hips. Pushing them down her firm slim thighs, she let them fall at her feet. Now, the black thong panties I had given her last Valentine's Day, were the only thing she was wearing. The small area in the front barely covered her mound, while the thin strap in the back disappeared between the glorious round cheeks of her firm ass. Once again, Ryker walked around her, looking at the woman he knew he was about to take. When he got behind her, he stopped. Vanessa's cheeks clenched as she felt his hand caressing her ass. He ran his hand over her as if she were a prize animal he was going to buy. Moving back in front of her, he commanded, "Kneel!" Vanessa just stared back at him. "Do you want me to remind you about what happens if you don't do what I tell you?" Gradually, Vanessa sank to her knees. At eye level, she could see the bulge in the front of his jeans. She looked up at him and waited. With an evil smile, he growled, "You know what to do." Vanessa pulled on his belt as she unfastened the buckle. The loud pop of the snap broke the expectant silence as she opened the top and pulled down the zipper. She paused for a moment, then she reached inside and felt around inside his boxers. Grasping what she sought, she pulled his cock out into the light. His cock had a long slender shaft that was topped by a large head. It grew bigger as she held it in her hand. Looking up at him, she pleaded, "Please don't make me do this." Without removing his eyes from her face, he ordered, "JD! Go get the little girl." "No!" Vanessa screamed. Lunging forward she started feverishly kissing Ryker's cock. Licking up and down the shaft, she nibbled at the sides as she moved her mouth back up to the head. Taking a deep breath, slowly, she took the head into her mouth. Her cheeks hollowed as she sucked gently on the unwelcome flesh. As I watched, she took it out of her mouth. Her tongue swirled around the head as she licked the precum from the tip. Her mouth moved up and down the shaft as her lips made small sucking kissing sounds. I knew exactly what he was feeling. Her sweet mouth had sucked my cock many times. She is an expert at giving oral pleasure. Her hand was stroking the shaft as she licked and sucked on the head. Her blonde hair swayed as she moved her head up and down on him. Ryker closed his eyes and smiled as he enjoyed the pleasure she was giving him. After a few minutes, Ryker pulled Vanessa to her feet. Spinning her around, he held her hips still and pushed her shoulders forward. She leaned over at the waist and put her hands on the back of my leather chair. Her big breasts hung down below her, swaying as Ryker placed his hands on her hips. Hooking his fingers in her panties, he slid them down her legs. She lifted her feet and allowed him to remove them completely. Completely nude, Vanessa waited for what was coming. Pushing her feet further apart, Ryker observed, "Nice, a natural blonde." Vanessa jumped when she felt his finger brush the outside of her pussy. He moved his finger up and down between her inner lips a few times. She jumped every time it crossed her asshole and touched her pink opening. Bringing his finger back down a final time, he slid it inside her tight pink opening. "Damn girl, you're going to have to loosen up. You need to juice up for me or this is gonna hurt." He stroked his finger in and out of her for a minute and then declared, "She is too damn dry. I want her nice and juicy." Jessica was still sprawled on the couch recovering from her ordeal. "Bull, bring that other bitch over here." Pulling Jessica to her feet, Bull drug her over to Ryker. Shoving her toward Vanessa, Ryker ordered her, "Get down there and make her pussy nice and wet for me." Assault on the Homestead Jessica looked at him in confusion. "Eat her pussy bitch!" Jessica paled. Her mouth opened and closed, but no words came out. She had seen other girls in the shower at the gym, but she had never even considered touching another woman's pussy, let alone eat it. Pushing her down next to Vanessa's feet, Ryder clicked his knife open and showed it to Jessica. She looked at the junction of Vanessa's legs, then she looked at the knife. Slowly, she crawled between Vanessa's legs. Looking up, she could see the pinkness of my wife's pussy shining in the light. Gripping Vanessa's thighs, she pulled herself into a sitting position. Raising her hand, she parted the lips of the first pussy she had ever touched other than her own. Glancing at Ryker one last time, Jessica raised her head between Vanessa's legs. Her pink tongue flicked out and hesitantly touched the outer edge of my wife's pussy. Vanessa did not make any response. Jessica raised her face a little higher. Her tongue made a long stroke over Vanessa's pussy from near the anus all the way to the clit. My wife visibly trembled as she received the long oral caress. Her areolas bunched tightly, stretching her nipples skyward as they grew to long hard points. Encouraged, Jessica started to quickly run her tongue up and down the pink gash. The young girl had never tasted a woman's juices before, but to her surprise, she liked the sweet tanginess. She could feel her own pussy opening as her juices started to flow in response to the arousal she felt as my wife's sexual liquids coated her tongue. In spite of herself, Vanessa could feel her body responding to the forbidden caresses. Her pussy started to engorge with blood as it automatically opened to the oral attention it was receiving. Her clit lengthened as it emerged from its hood to meet the lapping tongue. Her legs started to tremble as Jessica's tongue sent waves of sensations coursing through her body. She moaned in tortured response as her knees bent slightly lowering her pussy to Jessica's mouth. The young girl was now eagerly lapping at my wife's wet pink love flesh. Changing tactics, she closed her mouth over Vanessa's cleft and sucked the juices that were starting to flow. Wrapping her arms around my wife's thighs, she strove to bury her face in the tasty opening. The men in the room were totally focused on the sexual display before them. I realized that this was my opportunity to get Ashley away from them. Keeping an eye open for the intruders, I quietly moved away from the window and around the corner of the house. Reaching Ashley's window, I carefully peered inside. Ashley was sitting alone on her bed. She had one of her dolls and was changing its dress. I tried to open the window, but it was locked. Gently, I tapped on the window pane. Ashley looked up and saw me. With a big smile, she ran to the window. "Daddy, why are you out there?" I held my breath as I put my fingers to my lips. I listened for the approach of one of the men, but they were still focused on the women. I whispered, "Ashley, we are going to play a game. We must be very quiet. Unlock the window for me." I went in the window and paused to listen. Not hearing anything, I went to the door and placed my ear against it. I recognized Vanessa's familiar wail as she climaxed in the other room. Knowing what she was being forced to do made me furious, but right now, I had to get our daughter to safety. Taking Ashley's winter coat from the closet, I put it on her along with her mittens and knit hat. I paused again to listen for approaching trouble. I could hear the men laughing and urging the women on in the living room. Taking Ashley's hand, I led her to the window. I slid back out the window and turned to her. Reaching up, I took Ashley in my arms as she slithered over the sash. Pausing only to listen and look for the men, I ran across the yard. Getting behind the barn, I kept it between us and the house as I carried Ashley into the woods. I knew there was a small cave hidden behind some thick brush about fifty yards into the trees. Placing Ashley in the cave, I told her, "In this game, you must be very quiet. If you don't let anyone find you, you win. Do not say anything or come out unless Mommy or I come to get you." Her smile lit up the cave and tugged at my heart. "I will be quiet Daddy. I'm going to win!" I hugged her to me and kissed her cheek. "I love you." "I love you too Daddy." I left the cave and carefully returned to the open window in the living room. Peeking inside, I saw things had gone quite a way in the five minute I was gone. Even though Vanessa had already climaxed once, she was still responding to Jessica's lips and tongue. Her breathing had become deep and fast as her excitement grew. She fought to keep her pleasure at bay, but the stimulations overcame her resistance. Her nipples became hard points as her pussy opened like a ripe fruit and welcomed the erotic attention it was receiving. Her hips started a slow rocking motion as her body betrayed her and welcomed the girl's mouth. My wife moaned as she felt her clit being sucked and held between her friend's lips. My wife threw her head back and wailed in ecstasy as Jessica's tongue fluttered over her imprisoned clit, bringing her to orgasm again. As her orgasm ebbed, she increased the stimulating contact with her friend's mouth as her hips began moving in a steady humping motion. Panting, Vanessa lowered her pussy down and ground it hard against Jessica's face. She twisted her hips as she pleasured herself against the young girl's eager mouth. My wife threw her head back and gasped as Jessica stiffened her tongue and plunged it into her wet pink opening. Jessica slid her hand down between her legs. As she kissed and sucked on Vanessa's pussy, she slid her finger into her own open pussy. The men could see Bull's cum running out of her. She was squirming in pleasure as her finger pulled his cum out and spread it over her pussy lips and clit. For a few minutes, the men watched as Jessica continued to give herself and my wife pleasure. Jessica's excitement mounted as she sucked my wife's juices and strummed her clit. Unknown to Vanessa, Ryker had moved up to stand behind her. As Jessica feasted on her clit, Ryker reached down and slid a finger into her wet pink opening. Vanessa was responding to Jessica's oral attention and did not even notice it wasn't her friend who was fingering her. Starting to move his finger in and out of my wife in a steady deep rhythm, he looked at the other men and grinned. Vanessa was gasping as she responded to Jessica's mouth and Ryker's finger. Her hips were undulating in excitement as she pushed back against his pumping finger. Not realizing it was Ryker, she arched her back, giving him easier access as she thrust her pussy back against his hand. Encouraged, he pumped her harder and faster. As I approached the house, I heard Vanessa wail again as another orgasm swept her away. As I arrived back at the window, Ryker was still pumping his finger into my wife's squirming body as she enjoyed the afterglow of her orgasm. Stepping back a pace, Ryker finished removing his pants. His hard cock stood out before him as he stepped up close behind my wife. I watched in growing rage as he positioned his cock at her sweet opening. With a steady push, he slid his cock into my wife until his dark pubic hair mingled with her golden ones. Vanessa stiffened as she felt him enter her. She tried to straighten up, but he pushed her back down until she was again bent at the waist and holding the back of my chair. Desperately, she struggled to get away from the cock that was plunging in and out of her. Bull moved over and knelt in my chair. Grasping her wrists he held her in position as Ryker continued to fuck her. Vanessa was screaming. "NO! NO! Please stop!" Ryker just held her hips and continued to plunge his cock in and out of her. Vanessa was sobbing as she realized she could not get away from his rampaging cock. With no choice, she surrendered to the assault. He was really pounding into her now. Their bodies made slapping sounds as his belly collided with her ass. She was not responding to the fucking she was being forced to endure. She was just a wet receptacle for his cock as it plunged deep into her. Her big breasts were swaying in time to his thrusts as she lowered her head in resignation. Sobs shook her as she waited for him to finish. Ryker was panting as he stroked her hard and fast. He began to grunt as he felt the cum starting to build within him. With a roar of pleasure, he burst inside my wife. I could see his ass flexing as he bathed the inside of her pussy with his sperm. As his cock softened and slipped from Vanessa's pussy, he stepped back. I could see his white cum running out of her open pussy. It was dripping evidence of the loss of her marital purity. Jessica had remained on her back between Vanessa's legs as Ryker fucked my wife. She had stared upward, watching his cock plunge in and out of her friend, just inches from her face. As Ryker's cum ran out of Vanessa's abused pussy, it dripped down on Jessica's upturned face. The first drop hit her cheek. Reaching up, she ran her finger over the white liquid. She looked at it for a moment and then placed her finger in her mouth. Sucking the cum from her finger, she looked up at it collecting on the outside of Vanessa's pussy. Rising up, she licked the salty cream from my wife's swollen pussy lips. Vanessa looked down at her friend. She was stunned. She could not believe that Jessica was voluntarily eating Ryker's cum as it flowed out of her. Jessica's tongue lapped eagerly as she pulled his cream into her mouth and swallowed his cream. Placing her mouth over Vanessa's pussy, she sucked the salty white liquid out and swallowed it. As she tasted the heady mixture of her friend's juices and the man's cum, she moaned in pleasure. Her hand was a blur as she rapidly rubbed her clit. Her excitement built until once again she was overcome. Arching her hips up off the floor, she screamed as her orgasm took her. Jessica slumped to the floor. Desperately, she fought for breath as the glow of her latest orgasm filled her. Vanessa swung her leg over her as she stepped clear of her friend. Marcus, JD and Bull all had huge erections. The sight of Jessica eating Vanessa and then Ryker fucking her had turned them on beyond reason. JD started to remove his pants, obviously planning to take his turn. Marcus glanced at him. "What are you doing in here? Get back on guard." JD stood his ground. "I'm not going to be the only one who doesn't get some pussy!" Marcus took a step toward him. His voice had a menacing calmness as he spoke. "Are you sure you want to challenge what I tell you?" JD shuffled his feet and looked down. "It's just not right. I want a piece of that one." He said as he pointed at my wife. Marcus never took his eyes off JD. "We ain't through yet. When we get through, I may let you have a piece of her." Mumbling under his breath, JD went back out onto the porch. Marcus turned and looked at Vanessa. "Come here." She looked at Marcus and then at Bull. They both had large cocks which were standing out in front of them. It was obvious that they planned to use her body to satisfy their hunger. Bull turned and took a step toward Ashley's room. "Okay! I'll do anything you want. Just leave my daughter alone." Marcus smiled and extended his hand. Slowly, Vanessa confirmed his control over her, as she reached out and took it in hers. With her walking beside him, they crossed the floor and entered our bedroom. Bull was following close behind. Ryker got up and went into the kitchen. Darkness had fallen, helping me go unnoticed, as I quietly moved to where I could see through the sliding glass doors into the bedroom. Marcus had his arms around Vanessa's naked body. Her large breasts bulged out the sides as he held her tight against his muscular chest. He was trying to kiss her, but she kept turning her head. Grabbing the back of her head, he yanked her hair pulling her head sharply back. He stared into her eyes. "You will not deny me anything. Whatever I want is mine! Do you understand me?" Fear was making her sweat as she nervously nodded. "I can't hear you!" he barked. "Yes. Yes I understand." "What do you understand?" "I understand that whatever you want is yours. I will not deny you anything." "Now, get down there and love my cock." Obediently, Vanessa sank to her knees. Taking his black cock in her hand, she stroked it a few times. Leaning forward, she licked up and down the shaft. Marcus smiled in triumph, as the beautiful blonde woman obeyed him. Noticing a drop of precum on the head, she flicked her tongue over it, tasting its salty flavor. Swirling her tongue around the head, she stroked the shaft with her hand. Lifting her head above it, she took the head into her mouth. I watched her cheeks moving as she sucked gently on another man's cock. Bull had laid down on my bed. He was lying back idly playing with his cock as he watched my wife bobbing her head up and down on his friend. After a few minutes of enjoying my wife's oral talent, Marcus raised Vanessa to her feet. Turning her toward the bed, he instructed her. "Why don't you fuck my friend." She looked at Marcus in surprise. But, she knew better than to disobey him. Climbing on the bed, she straddled the big black man. Holding his cock in her hand, she stroked it a few times as she gauged its impressive size. She did not know if she could take it all. Rising up on her knees, she positioned his cock and slowly lowered herself halfway down his shaft. She rose up and then sank down again. After a few strokes, he was buried completely inside her. Placing her hands on the bed next to Bull, she leaned forward and started to ride his cock. Her breasts were swaying in his face as she fucked herself on his big shaft. Bull smiled. Reaching up, he started pulling on her hard nipples as she smoothly stroked herself up and down on his big ebony pole. Marcus watched her fuck Bull for a minute. Turning, he entered our bathroom. He came out almost immediately with a bottle in his hand. Walking to the foot of the bed, he poured baby oil on his cock. Rubbing his cock, he spread a liberal amount of oil over it. Seeing what Marcus was doing, Bull wrapped his arms around Vanessa and pulled her down against his chest. As her breasts made contact with his chest, she slid her legs down the sides of his hips and lay on top of him. He tried to kiss her, but she turned her head. Reaching up, he grabbed her head and pulled her mouth down against his. His tongue pressed against her lips until she was forced to allow his tongue into her mouth. His tongue dueled with her's as he rubbed her big breasts. She continued to pump his cock in and out of her pussy as he pulled her close, forcing her breasts to flatten against his chest. Bull reached down and cupped her ass. He was pulling on her cheeks making them open and close in his hands. His cock gleaming with oil, Marcus climbed onto the foot of the bed. Bull spread his legs, forcing Vanessa's knees further apart. Kneeling behind Vanessa, Marcus poured oil down the crack of her ass. Vanessa jerked her head around toward Marcus. "Please! Don't! Not there!" Marcus just smiled as he rubbed his finger up and down through the cleft. Stopping at her asshole, he moved the tip of his finger into her tight opening. Vanessa was trying to struggle, but Bull held her tight. She stiffened as she felt his finger slide all of the way up inside her butt. "Ow! Oooowwww, that hurts!" Marcus smiled at her pain. "Well, I guess you had better relax because that tight ass of yours is mine." I knew her asshole was very tight. We had fooled around before and I had played with it. I had even slid my finger a little way up inside it, but she refused to let me fuck her there. She was an anal virgin. Grimacing in pain, Vanessa tried her best to relax the muscles around her dark hole. As she relaxed her muscles, Marcus inserted more and more of his finger into her. Soon, he was pumping the full length of his finger into her asshole as Bull pumped his cock up into her pussy. Marcus pour more oil on her ass, watching it run down her crack and around his finger that was still buried in her pink bud. Vanessa yelped as Marcus inserted another finger to join the first. Soon, his fingers were moving rapidly in and out of her as he loosened and stretched her asshole. Moving closer, Marcus put his cock against her virgin pink anal star. He pressed the head against her anus with a steady pressure. Vanessa gasped as she felt her asshole spreading before the pressure. Suddenly, the muscles around her asshole gave in to the pressure and the head of his cock popped inside her. Vanessa screamed as her whole body stiffened. She felt the searing pain of her ass opening impossibly wide as he impaled her on his big black spear. Screams burst from her throat as Marcus pumped his cock deeper and deeper into her rear passage. With a few driving strokes, Marcus was soon pumping the full length of his cock into her ass. Vanessa was sandwiched between the men as they fucked her in tandem. Her paleness contrasted sharply with their black skin as they fucked her with brutal intensity. I couldn't take anymore. Whether they killed me or not, I had to try to stop this. Moving away from the glass doors, I quietly worked my way toward the front porch. Peeking around the corner, I saw JD. He had his cock out and was stroking it as he listened intently to Vanessa's screams. Pulling the knife from my boot, I eased up behind him. In one quick movement, I clamped my hand over his mouth as my knife drove upward into the base of his skull where it joins the spine. His spinal cord was severed and he immediately went limp in my arms. I eased him to the floor. He was dead before he even realized it. Retrieving my shotgun, I peeked between the curtains into the living room. Ryker was facing the door, while Jessica was on her knees sucking his cock. It was obvious that she was totally into it as her hand stroked his shaft and her tongue licked around the head. "You like my big cock baby?" Jessica mumbled something round her mouthful of cock. Her lips made a sucking pop as he pulled her off his dick. Grabbing him and pulling it back toward her mouth, she answered, "I love it. I love your big cock in me." Ryker smiled as he watched the young girl greedily gobbling his cock. After a few minutes, he pulled her to her feet. Leading her across the room, he bent her over the back of the couch. He started pumping his cock into her as she squealed in ecstatic pleasure. Now, his back was to the front door as I opened it and entered the house. Ryker heard something as I entered. Without looking around, he kept fucking Jessica. "JD, if you leave the porch again, Marcus is going to kick your ass." As he continued to fuck Jessica, I walked up behind him. As he turned his head, I swung my shotgun. I felt the jarring impact as the pistol grip collided with his skull. Jessica screamed as the blood flew and he slumped across her body. As Ryker slid to the floor, Jessica continued to scream as she grabbed for a pillow to cover her naked body. "Too late for that. I saw how much you enjoyed fucking them. I wonder who else would want to know how much you enjoyed fucking these guys?" Jessica was sobbing uncontrollably as I moved across the room to my bedroom door. I was worried about Vanessa. Her screaming had stopped. I was expecting them to come running out of the room in response to Jessica's screams and sobbing. I had nothing to worry about. On the other side of the door, Bull was laughing. "Sounds like Ryker might be getting some butt too." Assault on the Homestead Opening the door a crack, I peeked inside. Vanessa was lying on her back. Marcus was holding her legs high as he fucked her pussy. Her voluptuous breasts spread wide by gravity as they rocked in response to his thrusts. I could see the lips of her pussy curling around his thick veined shaft as he drove it into her. In spite of what she wanted, her hips were undulating as they moved to meet his cock. Below her pussy, I could see cum leaking out of her swollen asshole. Vanessa's screams had stopped because her mouth was full of Bull's cock. He was busy pumping his stiff rod into her face as she gagged and choked. I had to decide my best plan of action. I could see Bull's shotgun propped against my nightstand, only a couple of feet from him. The pistol that Marcus wore, was on the floor with his clothes. But earlier, he also had an M-16. I scanned the room but couldn't see it. If I burst into the room, Vanessa was too close to them for me to shoot. There wasn't any way I could beat both of them in a fist fight. I was forced to wait until they moved away from her. Vanessa had the bedspread clenched in her hands so tight, her knuckles were white. The only movement she made was a rhythmic rocking as the thrusts she was taking from Marcus, pushed her body. Bull had his hand on her neck. I could see the marks where he had been choking her. "I told you bitch! I want some sucking! I don't want no limp ragdoll!" When he pulled out of her throat, she obediently began licking and kissing his cock. Pushing the head against her lips, Vanessa was forced to let him slide his cock into her mouth again. As he pumped his cock into her, I could tell that her tongue was busy, sliding over it as she sucked on the head. I looked back into the living room. Ryker was slumped on the floor. Jessica was sitting on the couch. She had a pillow clenched across her stomach as she sobbed quietly into her hands. Turning back to the bedroom, I searched for an opening that would allow me to kill them without Vanessa getting hurt. Bull was the first to climax. As I watched, he put his hand behind Vanessa's head and pulled her mouth down further onto his cock. Her eyes bulged as he started shooting his cum into her mouth. She struggled to pull her mouth off his cock, but he held her fast. As jet after jet of hot cum filled her mouth, she had no choice. I saw her throat working as she swallowed again and again to take down his load. Bull's big body sagged down onto the bed above her head. His breathing was ragged as he enjoyed the sexual high that he had gotten from Vanessa's blowjob. To reach his shotgun, he would have to sit up and reach down past his feet. That would give me the time I needed, but he was still too close to Vanessa. I looked at her and saw her eyes staring back at me. She knew I wanted to help her, but couldn't unless she moved out of the line of fire. Looking up at Marcus, she smiled. "I want you. I want you in my ass again." Marcus paused in surprise. His stroking stopped as he stood there with his cock in her pussy. To show how much she was now enjoying him fucking her, she started fucking him, pushing her pussy up and down his cock. "Come on Baby. I want you to cum in my ass." A smile spread across his face. Letting go of her legs, he stepped back, pulling his cock out of her. Getting up on her hands and knees, she moved to change her position. As she presented her ass toward Marcus, she looked at me and gave a slight nod. As Marcus reached for her ass, she suddenly lunged forward, tumbling off the other side of the bed. Slamming the door open, I pointed the gun at Marcus and pulled the trigger. The load of buckshot hit him in the chest, throwing him backwards as gouts of his blood flew across the ceiling. Swinging quickly toward Bull, I saw him scrambling for his shotgun. My first shot hit his shoulder, spinning him off balance. His head exploded as my second shot hit him at close range. Vanessa ran to me sobbing as I looked at the two men I had just killed. Holding her sweet body to mine, I kissed and soothed her. As she calmed, I took my shirt off and wrapped it around her naked body. Together, we walked into the living room. Jessica still had her face buried in her hands as her shoulders shook with silent sobs. Looking at the floor behind the couch, I suddenly realized that Ryker was not there. My shotgun went flying across the room as he hit me from behind with a flying tackle. We fell to the floor, straining in a desperate bid for survival. I was on top of him hitting him in the face when suddenly, he slammed his knee into my groin. Flashes of red hot pain flew through me as I fell onto the carpet. Jumping on top of me, Ryker's hands closed on my throat. My breathing was getting strained as he tightened his hands around my throat. I tried desperately to break his hold on my throat. Failing to break his grip, I lifted my foot and felt for my boot knife. As I pulled it out, he saw it in the corner of his eye. Releasing my throat, he grabbed my wrist before I could stab him. We struggled for control of the knife. He was above me and had the advantage. Slowly, he was forcing my knife toward my chest. Suddenly, screaming like a wild animal, Vanessa jumped on his back. As her charge knocked him off me, they rolled on the carpet. He still had the knife in his hand. As he swung the knife back preparing to stab her, I grabbed his arm from behind. Pulling it back as hard as I could, I felt something give in his wrist. With a howl of pain, he released the knife. We struggled on the floor as Jessica scrambled across the carpet toward the knife. Ryker was a trained fighter. He had his arm across my throat and was pressing down with all of his weight. With a primal scream, Vanessa plunged the knife into his back. Ryker swung around and hit her so hard she flew across the floor and up against the chair. Staggering to his feet, he lurched toward her. I could see the knife buried halfway in his back. I rolled over on my stomach to get up. As I did, I felt the cold steel of my shotgun barrel. Grabbing it up, I turned toward Ryker. He was on top of my wife, his hands wrapped around her throat. She was struggling for breath, her face turning red as he dug his fingers deeper. I could not shoot. I would have hit her too. Coming up behind him, I swung the gun like a baseball bat. The barrel crunched into the side of his head. Dazed, her fell off Vanessa. She lay there sucking life giving air into her lungs. Ryker's eyes were blazing in rage as he reached for her. I swung again. This time, there was a soft crunch as the barrel hit him square across the throat. Ryker fell over pulling at his throat. He was trying desperately to get his breath, but my last blow had crushed his windpipe. Keeping the shotgun pointed toward him, I gathered Vanessa into my arms. As she got her breath, I kissed her face and held her close. Ryker's feet were beating at the floor as the life drained from his body. He struggled for a minute more and then lay still. He was finally dead. Vanessa was shuddering in shock. Sitting in my recliner, I held her in my lap as I soothed her. Slowly, her trembling stopped. Looking down at her, I softly kissed her lips. "I love you." She whispered softly. "Forever and always." I responded as we snuggled together. Our love would endure.