2 comments/ 31009 views/ 31 favorites Home Invaders Ch. 01 By: wimpywelshwilly Kate shook her head, how many times had she asked him to tidy this room? She hated to go in without his permission, but she'd told Ben that she'd wanted to put a load on but he'd forgotten to bring down his hamper. Kate was trying not to nag him too much, Ben was 19 now, and an adult, but he was still her son, and she'd have to have a quiet word. Best not to involve Steve though, as he'd recently been griping to Ben over the slightest thing and the two weren't getting on. Kate never really went into Ben's room, as an adult she respected his privacy and gave him some space, something her best friend, Becca didn't understand. She always snooped on her son Lee, poking around in his room while he was out at work, "just in case" she'd said, which had made Kate laugh, in all the years Ben and Lee had been friends they'd never been in serious trouble and Becca had to confess that all she'd found was a few porn mags and DVDs stuffed under his bed. Nothing wrong there, they were young men after all. Kate emptied the hamper into the basket she carried and began looking around, snatching up a few dirty shirts and stray socks along the way. A pair of jeans stuck out from the bed, God alone knowing how long since they'd last been washed so she seized them and lifted. They snagged on something so she gave a little tug and they came free from under the bed, bringing with them several wadded up tissues. She couldn't help but giggle as she kicked them under the bed. It was perfectly natural, and people in glass houses... X X X X X The car slid to a smooth stop, just off the main road and to one side next to the foot path that headed off to the west. The two men sat in the front, a nervous, tense silence stretching between them until finally the driver spoke. "You still up for this?" "Yeah....you?" His passenger responded, his voice trembling with nervous excitement. The driver only nodded. "You're sure she's alone?" The passenger looked at the clock on the dashboard. "We should have at least three hours." "Cool. Grab the bag and let's go." With a large black kitbag in hand the passenger followed as the driver climbed the fence and they headed off into the woods. X X X X X X As she walked down the hall she glanced at the clock at the far end, 2:30. Her husband wasn't due back until at least half five and Ben was using his day off from the call centre to go into town to meet up with a girl. Perhaps if he got a girlfriend there'd be less tissues under the bed, Kate thought smiling. She wondered if the fact she'd felt a little flicker of arousal at the fact her son masturbated made her weird. It probably did and she'd keep quiet about it, not even telling Becca, who knew almost everything about her sex life. Not that there was much to tell, in recent years it was just about swapping websites for porn stories and comparing notes on sex toys. Steve still tried every now and then, and Kate always let him have a go, but in all honesty sex with Steve, which had never been sensational had gotten incredibly dull. He'd only last a few minutes, and like a cliché would roll off and nod off in minutes, leaving his wife to finish herself off. Despite this, Kate's own sex drive had started growing in recent years. Batteries were frequently on the shopping list and she's spend hours online looking at filth or reading dirty confessions and fantasies. Sometimes she didn't even need the internet, her mind was more than capable of throwing up dirty fantasies. About the yoga instructor that she and Becca visited once a week, about the builders who'd been working down the street a few months ago, about a host of celebrities and athletes. Becca and her would giggle as they'd sip wine and compare notes, both trapped in dull marriages with unimaginative sex. There was only one thing she'd held back from Becca, and that was the fact that over the last few years Kate had been deliberately and delightedly cockteasing her friend's son. It had started innocently enough, Kate had been outside during the summer a few years ago, using the rare break in the British weather to catch a tan in a bikini when she'd heard a noise from the house, looking up she'd caught her son's best friend openly ogling her, his mouth agape. Kate had covered up and been embarrassed, but afterwards she had to admit that it had been rather hot to find a fit young man checking her out, at 42 Kate was a little plumper than she'd been in her youth, and had a few crow's feet, but she still looked good. Her best asset had always been her large, juicy breasts and at 38F she'd always gotten looks from men, but Lee's wandering eyes were the first she'd caught in a while and the fact that a teenager found her hot was a massive ego boost. Over the coming months she'd caught more and more of his glances and stares, and soon she'd started changing how she dressed. Kate had dug out some of her low cut tops and wore tighter shirts and dresses that clung to her full bosom. The result was noticeable, and Kate began to love the awkward way her son's best friend acted, the embarrassed way he'd look away when she turned to him or the way he'd shift uncomfortably and adjust himself when she leant forward or stretched in front of him, things she'd started doing more and more regularly. After a while she'd also realized that he liked her big arse too, and so she'd adopted leggings and jeans, and bent over whenever possible. She'd even brushed against him when there was no real need, loving his reactions and finding herself aroused. Lee was in great shape, a stocky, muscular young man, both he and Ben still played rugby and this kept them fit and strong, and Kate was soon checking him out just as much. He wasn't as tall as Ben, and it wasn't just maternal pride that told her he wasn't as good looking, Ben had big blue eyes and a strong jawline, and since his teens there'd been a string of girlfriends and admirers. But Luke was still a good looking lad, if a bit scruffier and more rugged, he'd grown up from the awkward teenager and was becoming a man, and for months she'd heard rumours on the touchlines at their matches from the giggling girls that suggested he was quite a man. Kate was halfway down the stairs when the memory she couldn't shake no matter how hard she tried popped into her head. It had been about four months ago, she'd gotten home early from a day in town and come in through the garage, having parked the car. As she'd walked through the kitchen she'd been about to call out to Ben, who she'd left watching TV with Lee, but the words had caught in her throat when she looked into the living room. Both her son and his best friend were sitting in front of the large TV, pants around their ankles and gripping their cocks. The sight was quite breathtaking, as she was treated to seeing the cock she'd teased mercilessly in all its glory. The gossip was well founded, Lee was hung like a beast. His cock wasn't particularly long, around seven inches but it was impressively, captivatingly thick, his hand gripped it but his fingers were stretched around the meaty shaft. The DVD they were watching was clearly in the MILF genre and featured a busty blonde bent over and getting fucked hard from behind, her big plump arse jiggling as her co-star thrust inside her. Even in her surprised state Kate had appreciated that the woman on screen was a little similar to her, thinner maybe and with fake tits, but of a similar type, a type that Lee clearly liked. She'd snuck out, hid in the car for fifteen minutes then loudly returned to the house, calling out as she opened the garage door, she'd found the two guys watching TV, a perfectly normal scene, even if they did look a little flushed. As Kate loaded the washer the image of that big, thick dick came back to her and throwing in the last piece of clothing in she straightened, running a hand across her chest, feeling her firm, erect nipples through her shirt. Not for the first time she imagined herself kneeling before Lee and placing his thick, hard cock between her breasts, tit wanking him until he exploded over her breasts and face. Her hand slid down towards the loose jogging bottoms she wore in the house, sliding inside and entering her knickers to stroke her wet cunt. Kate glanced at the kitchen clock, still well over two and a half hours to go. Fuck it, the rest of the chores could wait until tomorrow, she was too horny not to masturbate. She slipped out of the shirt, it was tea stained anyway and tossed it into the machine, followed swiftly by her trousers. She looked at her reflection in the hallway mirror, cupped her tits and slowly stroked and tweaked her nipples. She could only imagine what such a display would do to Lee and how hard that mighty member would get. His infatuation with her had caused her confidence to grow and looking at the mirror Kate felt that in many ways she was far better than the porn MILF the boys had watched, her tits were natural for a start, and bigger. God, she needed to cum, and fast. She decided to turn the machine on first, before she forgot and this break for the mundane caused a minor moment of panic. She'd stripped off and felt herself up in front of the kitchen window, what if someone had seen? She glanced nervously out at the garden, but with fences on two sides and the woods behind, she felt certain no one had seen and with her cunt aching she hurried upstairs. X X X X X "Fucking hell, did you see that?!" The driver breathed, glancing at his taller companion as they crouched in the trees, viewing the back of the house. "Yeah." The response was just a guttural sound, both of them were already breathing heavier and not all of it was because of the walk through the woods. The taller man turned to his friend. "Let's do this." From the kit bag the driver pulled two balaclavas and handed one to his friend, pulling them on they started towards the house, climbing the low fence and heading for the back door. "You sure it'll be open." "They never lock it, nearest neighbour's quarter of a mile away, not likely to be robbed are they?" "Guess not." The driver tried the back door and it opened, slowly easing it open and shutting it behind them they entered the house and headed through to the lounge and the stairs. As they began the climb they heard soft moans coming from the bedroom and exchanged excited, lustful looks. X X X X X Safe in the knowledge that nobody would interrupt her, Kate didn't need to keep quiet this time and moaned as she began to rub her clit as she eased her dildo inside herself, fucking herself with long, slow thrusts of the thick plastic cock. She imagined Lee between her thighs, sucking her tits as he slid his huge cock between her. She'd been masturbating for a few minutes and already the orgasm was building, she wouldn't stop at one though, and would just keep going until she was spent, her cunt and clit too overstimulated to take any more. The dildo was a recent purchase, she'd opted for a larger, thicker model and it was her most frequently used of the toys stashed at the bottom of her underwear draw. Steve had no idea it was there, or if he did he was too embarrassed to mention them. Kate cursed loudly as she imagined the young man fucking her wildly and ruthlessly, speeding up her thrusts and arching her back in pleasure. A brief flash of the other sight she'd been treated to on that day all those months ago rose in her mind but she pushed it away, but it returned again, as it often did as she played with herself. She let herself go with it, it was just a fantasy and the guilty feeling could wait until she was done. Right next to Lee on the couch had been her own sweet boy, gripping his own cock, and if Lee's was impressive then Ben's was jaw dropping. While not quite as thick it was a full two inches longer, a tower of male desire with a large purple head that even at the time she'd found tempting. She'd been amazed at the size of it, he definitely didn't follow his father in that area, which was just as well. To think of her own son in this way was worrying, but in this moment she didn't care and imagined herself sucking her son's long hard cock. The orgasm arrived, her body trembling as her pussy tightened and pulsed around the dildo and she gasped loudly, crying out unintelligibly. Her orgasm passed and trembling she paused, eyes closed and panting, still horny. And then she heard an unexpected noise, applause. Kate's eyes popped open and she sat bolt upright, and then she froze in terror. Standing in the doorway dressed in matching black shirts and jeans were two large, muscular men wearing ski masks, one clapped while the other held up a small camera, clearly filming her. The shorter, thicker man stopped clapping and held something up to his mouth, meaning that when he talked it came out distorted like something from a horror film. "My, my Mrs Barton, what a show you've put on for us." The laugh that followed was chilling, the distortion adding extra menace to it. "But I think you deserve better than a bit of plastic, don't you?" Finally her paralysis broke and Kate snatched for the covers, but the taller man was too fast, and yanked them from her, she sat there, legs apart, utterly exposed to these strangers. "I think the time for modesty has passed, Mrs Barton." The shorter man spoke. "You should leave, my husband's on his way home!" She blurted out, her eyes searching for a means of escape, but she found none, they blocked the bedroom door. "I don't think so. He's at work and won't be back for quite some time." "How do you know that?" "Oh, this has been planned for some time Mrs Barton. We've been keeping an eye on you." Kate slumped back on the bed, trembling now. "What-what do you want?" She said, her voice soft and shaky. "We're here to fuck you, Mrs Barton." A chill went through her, especially as they both began unzipping, pulling out their semi hard cocks. Both were impressive specimens, well hung and even only halfway up they were bigger than her husband's. "Please...I'm married..." She whimpered, scared of what was to follow as they advanced on her, the camera set on the dresser so it was aimed at the bed. "I have money and jewellery, take them and go. I won't tell anyone, I swear." She pleaded with them but they advanced. "Don't worry, Mrs Barton, we know you're a horny bitch, I think you'll enjoy this." It was the last thing he said as he grabbed her hair and pulled her head towards his stiffening cock. Kate struggled, but those strong arms and the painful tug on her hair was too much and soon the tip of his cock was rubbing against her lips, which she kept locked. "Mrs Barton." The distorted voice of the other man came from behind where she felt a strong hand pinning her to the bed, face down, his cock rubbing against her arse and already hardening. She whimpered, what was going to happen to her? "Mrs Barton." The voice came again. "This will be far better if you just do what we want, we don't want anyone to get hurt, so be a good little slut and take my friend's cock in your mouth. We don't want to have to get physical, but we will." For emphasis he landed a hard stinging slap on her plump arse cheeks, prompting her to yelp. This moment when she opened her mouth was seized upon and a thick, fat cock was rammed into her mouth, she groaned. "Just suck him, Mrs Barton. The sooner we finish the sooner we'll be gone." Despite the distortion the voice was oddly reassuring and Kate decided that maybe she should just go along with them. Suck him off and let them leave, having spent their desires on her. She could do that, and no one could blame her, they were big, strong and outnumbered her. Hoping to end the ordeal as quickly as possible she attacked the cock in her mouth with gusto, sucking hard and sliding her lips down the shaft, taking as much as she could. Its width made it hard to suck and soon she was choking slightly, her drool running down her chin as she sucked him, praying for him to finish and her ordeal to be at an end. Or so she told herself, but she couldn't deny that her cunt was getting wetter by the second, and she let out a muffled moan as the second man reached beneath her to rub her sex and ease a finger inside. "I think you're enjoying this, aren't you Mrs Barton?" She could do nothing but moan as she greedily slurped on the thick cock before her. She heard a clapping sound above her and the cock was withdrawn, she panted and watched as the man clambered onto the bed while his friend took up position before her, they were switching places. The cock in front of her was longer, and already throbbing hard, a small blob of precum oozed from the jap's eye and the man gripped the base tightly, aiming it at her mouth. His hand reached for her hair but he needn't have bothered, Kate took it in her mouth without urging, tasting the precum as she used her tongue to spread it around the head before bobbing her head down his meat to suck on more of the cock. Her pussy was dripping wet now and she felt sure the horniness would drive her mad as she felt rough hands on her arse. She was being positioned to raise her arse and part her legs, and with very little prompting she bent to the masked man's will, feeling him get behind her and slap her fat arse and chuckle softly as she let out a muffled cry. Then she felt him, his hardness pushing against her lips and the head parting her sex and sliding inside her, filling and stretching her cunt wider than the dildo had, she gasped and the man in her mouth thrust deeper, filling her mouth. They began thrusting in time, her body being rocked back and forth. She felt the man before her grip her hair and tilt her head, he clearly wanted to go deeper and knew how to get it down her throat. She relaxed, letting him take control, having never had any call to deepthroat she was new to this and let him use her. The cock filled her throat and she fought her gag reflex, choking only slightly but managing to control her breathing through her nose. He began fucking her face as his friend pounded her savagely from behind, she felt his balls slap against her clit, feeling her wetness dripping onto them and the bed as he fucked her. The fear had abated, replaced by utter pleasure and desire. Kate had never been fucked so well before and her cunt was pulsing in pleasure as her second orgasm of the day overtook her. Her juices dribbled down her thighs and around the cock that filled her mouth she let out a muffled squeal. There was another clapping sound above and the cock in her mouth was removed, and he left the bed. He returned a moment later and stood over her. "Look up, Mrs Barton." His distorted voice came to her, and Kate glanced up. He was filming her and she dropped her head, ashamed. "I said look up." He growled, seizing her blonde hair and pulling her face upwards. "How does that feel?" "Ple-please don't!" "Tell the truth, Mrs Barton, how does that feel?" As he asked his friend thrust in especially hard and she let out a moan of pure ecstasy. "SOOO FUCKING GOOD!" She cried out. "You like being fucked by him don't you, Mrs Barton?" "Yes, I love it!" The thrusts had sped up and her body bounced like a doll as he used her for his pleasure, more moans escaped her lips and she felt her pussy tighten as another orgasm built. It pulsed, tightening around his cock and a soft moan came from behind her. The cameraman looked up and smiled, then looked back down. "My friend's about to cum, Mrs Barton. Shall he cum in your wet cunt?" "No! Please!" Although part of her wanted it, some logic remained. "Very well." The thick, monstrous cock withdrew and the man left the bed appearing before her, gripping his cock firmly. He stood before her and pumped the cock by hand, it must have been a touch and go thing because two tugs was all it took before he let out a low grunt and a thick load of hot, creamy spunk sprayed her face and tits. Home Invaders Ch. 01 As it dribbled onto her lips some madness seized her and Kate found herself licking it up, swallowing what she could. "Dirty bitch." Came the ragged, distorted voice above her, followed by "Stand up." She stood off the bed, her cunt juices running down her thighs, she'd stained the sheets, she noticed as the cameraman handed the camera to his friend and lay down on the bed, his long hard cock pointing towards the ceiling. "Ride him, Mrs Barton" The other man panted. Kate knew she should resist, or at least protest, but horniness was winning out now and that long throbbing cock was too tempting to resist. Straddling him she gripped the base of that massive cock and slowly eased it into her well lubricated cock, slowly sliding down until she'd taken it all in. Her eyes popped as she took cock deeper than she ever had before, gasping with a mixture of pain and pleasure. Kate began rocking back and forth on the cock, slowly at first, but with increasing speed, and her moans and cries were loud and unrestrained as she lost herself to the pleasure. She sped up her riding until she was essentially bouncing on the long hard dick, screeching with desire. The man below her reached forward to grab her tits, squeezing them roughly, twisting and tweaking her nipples, which only heightened her ecstasy. The other man had moved in front and was filming the whole scene, the sex starved housewife gleefully fucking herself on the stranger's massive cock. Waves of pleasure engulfed her and she briefly paused her bouncing as her fourth orgasm of the day overtook her, her cunt juices leaving a wet patch on the front of his jeans and adding to the unmistakable aroma of sex that filled the room. Panting she felt his hands on her wide hips, forcing her to keep bouncing. Her orgasm passing she needed no encouragement and continued to ride him, faster and more furious than before, and was rewarded with a low curse and several ragged grunts before he gripped her hips firmly let out a loud almost beastlike groan and thrust inside her. She felt the tip of his cock pulse inside her and knew he was filling her with hot, thick cum. But she didn't care, Kate just rode him slower, milking every last drop out of him as he slumped back panting. He patted her on the hip and she dismounted, slumping onto the bed next to him. She glanced at him and their eyes met, his blue eyes meeting hers and a look of lust was shared before his friend spoke, once again distorted. "Very good, Mrs Barton." The man on the bed stood up, tucking his softening cock inside his jeans. The other already had, and had stopped filming after she'd climbed off his friend. Both men smiled to each other. "I wouldn't tell anyone about this Mrs Barton, or this tape might find it's way online. And we don't want that do we?" Kate shook her head silently, that would be embarrassing, although she wouldn't mind watching the footage back. "Maybe we'll see you again, Mrs Barton." And with that sinister laugh the two men fled the room, and she heard them run down the stairs. Kate lay there panting, her cunt aching but a feeling of utter satisfaction filling her very being. She sat up, looked at her face in the mirror- she was flushed, but smiling to herself, and looking thoroughly used and dishevelled. She smiled wider and stood up, her legs a little shaky. She looked at bed clothes which were in disarray and which had a large unmistakeable wet patch in the centre where her pussy juices had dribbled. "Great, more washing." She headed for the shower, and found herself wondering about whether those strangers would be back, and why they'd chosen her. X X X X X They dived into the car, having ran the whole way, and sat next to each other panting, the balaclavas already stashed back in the bag. Ben Barton turned to his friend with a big grin. "Holy fucking shit that was amazing!" "Christ, man, your mum is a total slut!" Lee laughed as they slumped back in their seats, months of planning having come to fruition. Ben laughed as well, looking down at his jeans where his mother's pussy juice had left a large damp patch. "She does give good head!" He conceded. Then he turned to his best friend, eyes dancing with excitement. "What do you reckon, wait a week and then do your mum?" "Oh, definitely! If it's half as good as that it'll be amazing." Lee said, starting the car and pulling out so they could go to his and change. Home Invaders Ch. 02 Becca watched her friend closely, something was up with Kate, but she couldn't work it out. The first sign had been the new yoga outfit, gone was the baggy t-shirt replaced with a tight fitting lycra top that exposed her belly and kept those big, juicy tits high and firm. The yoga instructor's eyes had almost popped out of his head when she'd walked in and even Becca had been distracted. Their instructor, Mitch, was a tall, athletic man with short black hair and a toned body which both women would spend most of the lesson checking out. Mitch was quite hands on and would place hands on them to guide them to correct positions, and Becca was sure that once or twice he'd deliberately groped her large, full arse cheeks. Kate was the boobs, but Becca had the better arse, big, juicy and wide it stuck out behind her and despite being on the larger side her curves were obvious and appealing. A couple of times a month someone would check her out, even Kate's husband and son had stolen looks. Steve held no interest, as her friend had confessed his many short comings to her, but Ben was another story, and she felt a dull ache of desire whenever she caught him looking. Normally Kate would be reveling in Mitch's attentions and discussing whether or not the bulge in his shorts had swelled (it most certainly had). But she was silent and distracted by every man who walked in, an odd mix of jumpiness and clear, obvious desire. "What's with you today?" Becca asked after watching her friend stare at two big muscular men and then appear disappointed when one turned. Maybe she didn't like beards? Becca thought. "Nothing, just, have you ever had a really twisted fantasy?" "Sounds juicy, go on." "Like two guys break in, catch you masturbating and film it, then make you fuck them both or else they'll show the tape?" Kate asked, her cheeks flushing. "That is so kinky!" Becca giggled. "Have you found a new porn site, because that sounds hot as hell." "It does, doesn't it?" Kate asked, a glazed look in her eyes. She seemed to shake herself awake and then asked her friend what was new with her family. "Same old, same old." Becca sighed. "I found more porn in Lee's room, he's definitely got a thing for older women." "Probably just a phase." Kate shrugged. XXXXXXX Becca didn't think about their conversation until the next day. Lee was off out with Ben, and Morgan wasn't due back from work until late in the evening. Her housework complete she was slightly sticky with sweat and so climbed the stairs up to the bathroom, disrobing as she went. XXXXXXX Lee grinned. "She's going upstairs." "Let's go. Maybe we can catch her fingering herself too." Ben smiled as they crept out from the bushes and crossed the lawn, retrieving their balaclavas. "If she's half as much a slut as your mum we're in for a treat." Laughing they moved to the side door, which was unlocked as they expected. XXXXXXX Becca let the hot water cascade over her body and soaped herself up. She had piled on the pounds in recent years but she was quite proud of her curves, she was chunkier than Kate, despite the housework and gym visits. It was probably the nights spent on the sofa snacking and the fact she'd given up trying to impress her lazy, limp dicked husband. Morgan struggled to get it up, regardless of what she did or wore, or what they watched. In fact watching porn together had been a mistake. She'd felt nervous and in the end it just made her more wound up and she'd snuck off to the bathroom after Morgan fell asleep and fingered herself like mad. It was the most action she'd had in weeks. The extent of her loss of interest was that she had given up shaving her pussy, and now boasted a mass of tangled, light brown hair. She quite liked it, and enjoyed not having to suffer waxes anymore. She'd only done it for Morgan and if he wasn't going anywhere near it she may as well relax. With the hot water running down her body she slowly stroked her small furry patch and sought out her throbbing clit. Gently she began teasing it, stroking and rubbing with her finger tips while the other hand cupped a large, heavy tit and tweaked her erect nipple. A soft moan escaped her lips and she began rubbing faster. After years of practice she knew what she was doing and soon reached orgasm, gripping the shower rail as pleasure pulsed through her body and her knees trembled. She paused to ride out the euphoric tenderness and then returned, bringing herself to orgasm again within a minute. Becca giggled and finished her shower, and hopped out. Strange, she felt sure she'd brought a towel in with her. She was obviously cracking up, she smiled to herself and walked out, heading for the bedroom. Her towel was on the bed and she shook her head and reached for it. Then she heard a low moaning sound and turned quickly. On the screen of the 52 inch flatscreen she saw herself in the shower, utterly naked and playing with herself. She froze and dropped the towel, utterly perplexed and then she saw the wire leading from the TV to a video camera and she stepped towards it, but from behind it, in the wardrobe stepped a large, muscular man in a mask. He said nothing only shook his head. Fear gripped her and she stepped to the doorway, but another masked man entered. He was shorter but stocky and his muscular bulk filled the exit. She had no hope of getting passed him. "Please, there's jewelry in that top drawer. Take whatever you want." The words tumbled after each other quickly and she stepped backwards in fear. The stockier man smiled and raised something to his mouth, when he spoke his voice was terrifyingly distorted. "Oh, Mrs Gregory, we want more than just some necklaces." The menace was obvious. "Oh, God..." She sobbed. The taller disconnected the camera and held it up, pointing it at her. She saw the red light come on and tried to cover herself. "Nah-uh-uh." Taunted the other. "We've already seen everything so there's no need to be shy. Move your hands." She hesitated and he barked "NOW!" at her with such ferocity she obeyed. Both men began unzipping their jeans, pulling out two of the biggest, thickest cocks she had ever seen in real life. They were so much bigger than Morgan or the men she'd had before him and she was even more surprised as they began slowly stroking them, causing them to grow even more. She stood frozen, her eyes darting from one cock to the other. The taller man's was longer and a decent girth, but the other's was impressively, even intimidatingly thick. Both glistened with precum as they advanced. "On your knees, Mrs Gregory." The command jarred her and in a panic she rushed him, attempting to barge past. He seemed surprised but then gripped her firmly and threw her like a wrestler onto the bed. She landed on her stomach, the wind knocked out of her, feet dangling from the edge of the bed. "Looks like a fighter!" And the laugh through the device was chilling. She knew her arse was sticking up in the air, presented to him, but as she struggled to catch her breath she couldn't move. The taller man moved around and she could see or hear nothing until finally a pair of firm hands gripped her hips and she felt a knee ram between her legs, spreading them. "P-please, don't she sobbed." But it was all for nothing, as the head of a thick, meaty cock began to spread her lips. She groaned loudly, Morgan had never felt like this and hadn't even been able to manage doggystyle as his cock didn't reach. The stockier man appeared before her, filming and she realized that the taller man was fucking her. She was surprised, expecting his length to be more noticeable. Obviously this showed on her face, as the stockier man laughed again. "Don't worry, he's easing in." Then, to his companion. "Give it all to her!" There was a grunt in response and the grip on her hips tightened and then she let out a squeal of pain combined with pleasure as he thrust inside her. "Ohhhh, fuck!" She cried loudly, despite herself and she let out a trembling, sobbing moan as he began to pump in and out of her tight, wet cunt. In front of her she could see the other man fondling his cock, which looked even more intimidating up close, it was massive, a good seven and a half inches, but the thickness was the major feature. She wondered if she could fit her hand around it, and wondered how it would feel in her cunt. This thought, and the fact she wasn't repulsed by it made her cheeks flush. God, what was she doing letting them use her like this. She tried to pull away as he eased back, desperately clawing at the bed to escape the cock in her pussy. These thugs were using her body in the worst way and she seemed to be warming up to it, what was wrong with her, she had to fight! Her attempts were easily stopped as the man behind gripped and pinned her hips savagely and the other grabbed her by the throat forcing her face into the blankets. She whimpered as the thrusts to her tight cunt grew faster and more vicious. "This will go a lot easier if you just take it." That evil voice came above her. "And stopped pretending that you don't like how that big dick feels. I bet it's been years since you got fucked this good, isn't it?" She whimpered. "I asked a question, bitch!" This was accompanied by him snatching a handful of hair and yanking her head back, just as his companion slammed his cock home having almost fully withdrawn. "AHHHHH!" She shrieked. "Yes, yes, it's the best fuck I've had in years." Tears stung her eyes and rolled down her warm cheeks, but underneath the shame and fear was a new feeling building and swelling. Arousal and desire. She couldn't help it, the brutal thrusts made her legs shake and her cunt was dripping wet, she could hear it with every thrust and feel her juices on her thick thighs. Inside her the pleasure was building, intensifying and she knew she was about to come. About to come as two thugs used her as a plaything, fucking her like a toy. She fought to repress it, doing her best to stop it, to hide her pleasure. But her desire betrayed her and she bucked her hips back, her fat arse slamming against the attackers firm body as she greedily sought more of his cock. She felt his balls slap against her, getting covered in her cunt juice. "I think she's warming up." The device was passed and the man fucking her spoke next. "You like that, take it all you fat arsed slut!" He landed a stinging slap on her arse. Becca felt utterly used, but the name calling, the spank and the hard fucking she was taking was too much and the strongest orgasm of her life overtook her. The pleasure radiated out from her cunt, washing over her in waves of intensity. Ben groaned as he felt her cunt tense and tighten around his thick shaft, and his own orgasm neared. "Fuck I'm gonna cum!" He groaned, just remembering the device in time. "No, don't cum in me!" Becca cried and she heaved a sigh of relief as the large, thick cock was removed and she felt hot sticky cum splash across her wide, juicy arse. Her respite was only a few moments as the men switched positions and the stockier man and his thick, meaty cock were behind her. "Roll over." His friend commanded and she did as commanded, opening her legs like a good little slut. He stood over her and smiled, looking at her exposed body and her soaking, well fucked hole. "I like the pubes, very retro." He laughed and handed the device to his partner, gripping his shaft and moving between her legs. The feeling of his engorged, throbbing helmet parting her lips was intense and she moaned loudly in pleasure. Despite the fucking she had received she knew that this fresh cock was stretching her even more and she felt his warm manhood fill her. He stood with his back straight, fucking her with long, slow thrusts which soon had another orgasm building. She wrapped her legs around him as her cunt tensed and her legs trembled, a loud euphoric exclamation escaping her lips and leaving her panting. He had not finished and she looked up at him. "Please fuck my cunt hard." She whispered. "Sorry, Mrs Gregory, what was that?" Asked his friend with amusement obvious despite the distortion. "PLEASE FUCK MY CUNT HARD!" She yelled and both men laughed. But the thickset man gave her what she wanted, leaning in and speeding up his thrusts, his face above hers. At first his eyes watched her belly and tits jiggle, but then they watched her face and their eyes locked. The intensity was amazing and it wasn't long before her fifth orgasm of the day rocked her body, his cock hitting exactly the right spot to trigger another explosion of pleasure within. This man, this stranger was fucking her with more passion and skill than her husband had ever managed. He held her firmly and his physical power was obvious and arousing as he pounded her tight cunt with savage thrusts. Soon his speed increased and his breath quickened, grunts escaping his lips. "Not inside me." She whispered and in one quick move he withdrew, leaving her empty and aching, already missing the feel of his cock inside her. He gripped his cock and with two quick pulls finished himself off, spraying thick, warm jets of thick, milky cum across her pubic hair, stomach and even her tits. For a moment he stood over her panting and then his friend cleared his throat. It broke the spell and he looked to his companion and nodded, then both men ran to the door. The taller stopped. "Maybe we'll see you again, Mrs Gregory. But this is our little secret or the film goes live online!" Becca lay there, aching and panting. She was exhausted and trembling with a mix of fear, adrenaline and utter satisfaction, her cunt was dripping wet and she could feel the warm stickiness of their cum on her body. She traced where it had landed on her chest and then slipped a cum covered finger inside her mouth, sucking the juice off. "Looks like I need another shower." She whispered and stood up on shaky legs. XXXXXXXX Kate was home alone and sitting in her bathrobe on the sofa. It was the middle of the day and usually she'd be dressed by now, but since the home invasion she found she delayed this longer and longer every day, she knew why. She wanted to be ready should the masked men return. The doorbell rang and she sighed, guessing that this wouldn't be the day for a repeat visit. At the door was Becca, who looked gorgeous. "Wow, where are you off to, all dolled up?" Kate asked her friend, taking in the expensive looking tight dress that Becca wore, which clung to her full arse and the rest of her curves. "Oh, just thought it'd be nice to look nice." Becca smiled, and then added in a whisper. "Is anyone else home?" "No, why do you have gossip?" Becca nodded and was ushered into the living room where they took up seats on the sofa, turning to face each other. "What is it then, Bec?" Kate asked eagerly. "I know they fucked you Kate." Kate's mouth dropped, had she misheard. "Two men who break in, film you and blackmail you for sex?" Becca continued. "It wasn't just a fantasy, was it? It really happened." "Y-yes." Kate said nervously. "How do you know? They said-" "I didn't see the video." Becca said, placing a reassuring hand on her friend's knee. "Then how?" "They came to see me too." Kate's mouth dropped once more. "Really?" Becca just nodded, smiling like the cat who got the cream. "It was fucking good wasn't it?" And the two friends fell to discussing their experience with the home invasion and their desire for the masked men to return. Epilogue. It had been a fortnight since Becca's confession to Kate and both had eagerly awaited another visit, but with no joy. Becca had begun masturbating every day, while Kate was burning through batteries at an alarming rate. Bored of her daydreams, Becca went to Lee's room while he was at work and looked in his draw. Alongside the old magazines, condoms and DVDs she was familiar with was a USB stick with "Project XX" scrawled on it, and she recognized Ben's writing. Curious she hurried back to her bedroom where the laptop was already on, inserting the USB she found that it contained only two files, videos entitled "B" and "K". Curious she clicked on "B" and a video began. On the screen she saw a hallway and heard running water and then the camera moved and a door opened. She froze in surprise as she recognized herself, soaping herself in the shower, her hand moving down between her legs. She clicked further on and saw the first man fucking her, his cock visible over her fat arse whenever he pulled back. Stunned she shut the file and opened "K". On screen was her best friend, legs spread on a bed, a dildo inside her cunt, moving further into the film she saw Kate greedily suck one of the men's thick meaty cock. Becca closed it, her cheeks flushed and an empty, shocked feeling all over her body. Well, almost all over, between her legs was only a dull ache of desire. She reached for her mobile and called her best friend. "Kate, are you free? Good. I need you to come over right now." Becca said. "You are not gonna believe what I found!"