Text 2 Jul 29 notes Gangraped Wife

Tom heard a gasp as Amy caught her breath, followed by a 

sob: “Tom —?” Then another groan as another man (Duke?) 

shoved his dick into Amy’s unwilling mouth. “Hah! Bet 

your old man ain’t got nothin’ like that to stick in 

you, huh, whore?” A sound from Amy. “What’s that, slut?” 

Marcus taunted. “Tommy Boy ain’t got nothin’ like that 

for little Amy-slut? Let her answer, Duke.” 

Then there was an audible pop as Duke pulled out of her 

mouth. “No,” Amy whispered. “Tom’s not as big as you.” 

The men whooped in delight. 

Tom felt like screaming. She had always said that size 

didn’t matter that much and that she was satisfied with 

his four inches. Now she was telling these thugs about 

his endowment, something that had always been a secret 

shame of his. He silently cursed Amy as Duke said “Well 

get back to work on it, bitch!” 

Tom thought he heard a change in Amy’s grunts and groans 

around their cocks, as if she was starting to respond. 

No, he thought. I have to be imagining it. But when he 

heard Marcus’ silky whisper “Thass right, baby, now you 

getting’ into it,” he did scream. 

Tom tried to shove the chair towards the open doorway 

between the kitchen and the living room. He managed to 

"walk" the chair legs a few feet. Then he overbalanced 

and tipped over, landing on his side with a crash that 

knocked the breath out of him. But by craning his neck 

slightly, he could see what was going on. 

Amy was on her knees, stripped to the waist. The shreds 

of her blouse were twisted into a kind of rope that 

bound her dainty wrists behind her. Marcus Dupree had 

one of his big hands wrapped in her thick mane of hair 

and he was pulling her mouth back and forth up and down 

the length of his huge prick. Amy’s eyes were open and 

she seemed dazed. 

Two men were standing on either side of the bound, 

kneeling girl, their cocks pulled out of their jeans. 

Their huge erect cocks occasionally rubbed against Amy’s 

cheeks as they awaited their turns at her mouth. The men 

were mauling Amy’s big tits savagely, occasionally 

pausing to administer a harsh twist one of the big brown 

nipples. Each time they did this, Amy let out a sound 

that might have been a moan of pain -“or of pleasure.

As Tom watched, Dupree pulled out of her mouth. She 

whimpered. Dupree used his grip on her hair to turn her 

towards Tito, the Hispanic guy. She obediently opened 

her mouth and took him in. Duke, the biker, got down on 

his knees behind her, gripping her large breasts in both 

hands, pulling and tugging harshly on her nipples. Then 

he snaked one hand down across her flat belly to cup her 

brown-furred pubic mound. He began massaging her velvety 

pussy lips, all the while whispering something in her 

ear that caused her to sob around the cock in her mouth. 

"Hey boys," Duke crowed as he pulled his lips away from 

her ear. “This bitch is dripping wet.” Tito threw his 

head back in an exaggerated gesture of pleasure and 

sighed. theatrically. “Ahhhhhhh….” he said. “Keep 

doin’ that, bro, she likes it. I can tell by the way she 

sucks.” 

Tom sobbed as he saw what Tito meant. Amy was no longer 

passively accepting the cock in her mouth; her lips had 

tightened around his hardness and she was slowly moving 

her head back and forth.

"That’s right, puta," he taunted. "Suck it nice an’ 

slow. Take your time, baby, we got all night.” She 

moaned softly. Tito turned and looked at Tom lying 

helplessly on the floor. “I guess she likes having some 

real cocks to suck for a change, huh, Tommy-boy?” 

The men clapped and jeered as tears ran down Tom’s face. 

Finally, Dupree silenced them with a wave. “Get the cunt 

in the bedroom,” he ordered. “Tommy and me be in in a 

minute.” 

The grinning men yanked her to her feet and marched her 

towards the bedroom, her head down. Dupree pulled out a 

gun and put it to Tom’s head. “Now,” he said, “we gonna 

go in and watch us a show. I bet she never had it three 

ways at once. This gonna be a real treat for her.” He 

used his free hand to unlock Tom’s handcuffs. 

Tom lay there on the floor for a moment, staring up at 

Dupree in hatred. Then he heard Amy’s scream from the 

bedroom. “Oh. NOOO,” she squealed. “Oh, GOD, NO. IT’S 

TOO AAAAAAAAAAAAH!” 

"Damn," Dupree grinned. "Looks like they started without 

us.” 

"UNNH! UNNH! UNHNH!" Amy cried, over the sound of 

squeaking bedsprings. Tom was insane with rage. He 

turned to rush at Dupree, but stopped when he saw the 

look in the man’s eyes. 

"Go ahead, Tommy," Dupree whispered. "Try it. I’ll gut-

shoot you and leave you to bleed to death on the floor. 

And then I’ll go in and fuck your wife anyway.” Tom 

stopped, cursing himself for being a coward. Dupree 

gestured with the gun. “C’mon,” he said. “We missin’ the 

show.” In a daze, Tom turned and walked into the bedroom 

where the other two men were raping his wife. 

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