Home Alone (2nd part)

  When I came to I could hear the sounds of fucking coming from the master bedroom.  My wife’s moaning was loud and in a constant rhythm, ever now and then the bed would creak, and I could faintly hear the sound of bodies slapping together.  There was blood dripping from my face onto my chest and stomach.  Looking around I couldn’t see anyone else in the room, so I started trying to escape again.  I don’t know how long I struggled, but eventually I got one of my arms free.


   Using that I managed to get the sheet binding my other arm untied.  After that is was just a matter of minutes before I had completely gotten free.  The whole time the sounds of fucking from the next room continued, the constant sound of my wife being raped by these strange men.  My mind struggled with what to do next.  I decided that I had to escape the house and get help.


   Quietly I got up and sneaked out into the hall.  There was a soft light coming from the master bedroom, and I moved down the hall away from it.  I was keeping my eyes on the bedroom, so I didn’t see the thick black guy behind me when I reached the top of the stairs.  He grabbed me from behind, wrapping his muscular arms around me.  Yelling and struggling I tried to get away from him, but it was no use he was much stronger than I was.


   He started pushing me down the hall, using the size and weight of his body to muscle me forward.  I could feel his naked body pressing against mine.  He was wet with sweat, the thickness of his chest and cock pressing into my back, willing me forward.  Before I had all my wits about me he had pushed us into the master bedroom.  My wife was on the bed, on her hands and knees.  The thinner black guy was behind her, his huge cock pumping in and out of her pussy.  Her moaning was muffled because she had the cock of the white guy in her mouth, he was laying on the bed in front of her.  As we came into the room the black guy stopped his fucking motions, causing my wife to pop the cock out of her mouth and ask, “Why’d you stop?  Don’t stop”.  Then she saw us standing in the doorway.  "Oh".


   "Someone was trying to leave", the thick black guy said.  He had one arm wrapped under my arm and behind my neck, holding me immobile at a painful angle.


   "Stop trying to get away", my wife yelled at me.  She was wiggling her ass causing the cock held still inside of her to move ever so slightly.  "You’re messing this up", Julie scolded.


   "Well it’s obvious that limp dick wants to be in here", the white guy said.  "So bring him in here and let’s tie him down to something".


   "Maybe he wants some of the action", the black guy with his dick in my wife said.


   "I don’t want to fuck him", my wife responded.  "I only want big dicks now.  Come on… fuck me".  Julie started rocking back and forth on the big, black dick in her pussy.  The motion made her tits bounce beneath her and she started moaning again.


   "Help me here", the thick black guy said to the white guy still laying on the bed.  The chorus of moans started coming louder from my wife as he crossed the room.  Together the two men moved the small chest my wife and I kept at the end of the bed, bent me over it, and held me down.  "We need something better than the sheets".


   "Oohhh… there’s um…“, my wife was trying to say something between moans, "there’s some… oohhh… rope in… ooohhh… the garage… oohh fuuuck…”  I couldn’t believe that my wife was helping them.


   The thick black man held me down on the chest, in this position I couldn’t help but see what was happening on the bed.  My wife had at least one orgasm while we waited for the guy to get back with the rope, it was getting hard for me to tell when Julie was cumming and when she wasn’t.


   And then the guy got back, he came into the bedroom holding up our orange extension cord, “This was all I could find, it will have to do”.  The two of them proceeded to tie me to the chest, still naked, with the extension cord.  They bound me so tight that it was painful, and I feared it was cutting off circulation to my hands, but they also tied my head down and I couldn’t move any part of my body.  Once they were done they moved the chest, turning it and pushing it back against the wall, so that I had a clear view of the bedroom and the bed was in the middle of my view.  The only part of the bedroom that I couldn’t see was directly behind me actually.


   The white guy climbed back up on the bed and laid down on his back in front of my wife.  "Oh", my wife said pouting, “my limp dick husband made your cock soft.  Here… I’ll fix that…”.  With that she leaned down, grabbed his cock, and started stroking and licking it.  Still getting fucked from behind, my wife started working to make the cock in her hands and mouth grow, and she was having success.


   My view was blocked by the thick black guy stepping in front of me, his cock hanging right in front of my face, even soft it was huge.  He stuffed a piece of cloth into my mouth, it was too dark to tell what it was, but it tasted awful and smelled like sweat.  "That should keep you from making noise", he said.  "You like the view?“, he asked as he turned to look at the bed.


   I managed to shake my head weakly.  "No?”, he sounded surprised, “But you were trying so hard to get free.  You must want to be in here with us”.  I shook my head again.  "Let me explain something", he leaned in close and whispering he continued, “If you get out of here, if you leave the house, then we’ll be alone with your wife.  And if you go and tell someone then the only thing we can do is hurt your wife.  You don’t want that do you?”


   He paused for a minute to let me think about it, the moment filled with the moans of my wife floating down from the bed, her pussy and mouth wrapped around the cocks of two strangers.  I loved Julie, and even with the horrible things she was being forced to do she still looked beautiful.  So I shook my head.  "That’s good", he said with surprising softness.  "So you stay here, like a good little dick, and we’ll take good care of your wife.  If you behave, we might even let you have some fun.  Then at the end of the weekend, we leave and you don’t tell no one.  Right?“  There was a hard edge in his voice and any other feelings I had were replaced with fear, so I nodded in agreement.


   It looked like he was going to say something else, but was interrupted by a screaming moan coming from my wife.  Julie was definitely cumming, she was pushing back hard against the block cock buried in her cunt as her body shook.  From the sounds that the thinner black guy was making and the way he was grabbing Julie’s hips while pushing into her, it was obvious that he was cumming too.  The thinner black guy finished cumming, pumping the last of his semen into my wife’s cunt, but Julie orgasmed for at least another minute.  When she was done he pulled out of Julie, and moved off the bed.


   Julie moved herself forward, swung a leg forward, and straddled the white guy.  Moving carefully she positioned herself over his big cock, held it up with one hand, and then lowered herself down onto it.  She was already slick from the cum in her pussy, so his dick entered her easily, and without hesitation she slid herself all the way down.  They began humping right away, he put his hands on the sides of my wife’s chest to help brace her, and she started bumping herself up and down vigorously.


   After a minute of that she started cumming again, moaning loudly, and then as her orgasm overwhelmed her she said to the guy beneath her, "Cum for me!  Cum in my pussy!”.  Julie was practically screaming, I’d never seen her this sexually worked up.  I had no idea how long I’d been out, or what time it was, but she must have been going at this for hours already and she didn’t look like she was slowing down.  "Fill my pussy… fill me up… fuck me deep", Julie chanted to the white guy as she sat all the way down on his cock and then started rocking back and forth, wiggling it inside her.


   The white guy came, his head thrown back, moaning as he thrust his hips upward to empty his load into my wife.  Julie came again, a smaller orgasm, pinching her own nipples and massaging her breasts as she did.  When he finished my wife climbed off him and laid down on the bed.


   As she lay there catching her breath the thick black guy said, “You’ve got a lot of cum in your pussy”.  Julie just smiled in response.  He crossed to the bed and stood near my wife’s head, she looked up at his thick, black dick hanging before her and smiled more.  "We need to clean you up a bit", he said thoughtfully.  Then he came back over to me and started messing with the cord that I was tied down with.


   Before I knew what he was doing the cord was loosened, next he grabbed me, then rolled me over onto my back, and finally tightened the cord again.  I tried to move but it was no use.  The position was awkward, my torso and head were on the chest, but my legs were hanging off, my arms were tied to the sides, and my ass was just barely on the edge.  "That’s better", he said standing up.  He went back over to my wife and helped her stand up off the bed.  I was confused, and Julie looked slightly confused, but as he led her over to me things became clear.  "Let’s get all that jizz out of your pussy", he said to my wife smiling at her.


   The thick black guy guided my wife as she straddled my upturned head, and then held her hands as she lowered herself.  As her pussy inched closer to my face a drop of semen fell out of it and hit me on the nose.  "Clean her up nice and good", he said to me, “I told you we’d let you have some fun if you behaved”.  I opened my mouth to protest, but my cries were muffled as my wife’s pussy made contact with my face.


   For a few seconds I tried to turn my head away, cum was dripping out of Julie’s cunt and onto my mouth and nose.  It smelled musky and the taste was sharp and bitter.  I figured if I let her rub herself against my face for a minute then I wouldn’t have to deal with the nightmare of sucking the semen of strangers out of my wife.  And then there was a sharp pain in my groin, exploding fire coursing up through my body, and I lost my senses.


   When my vision cleared Julie was standing up again, still straddled over my head and looking down at me.  The thick black guy was between my legs at the end of the chest, his hand balled into a fist just inches from my dick and balls.  All I could think at that moment was that his fingers were each as big as (or bigger than) my dick, that’s how large these men were.


   "Now, you behave and lick that pussy.  You get all the cum out of it and lick it clean", he said to me.  That threatening tone was back in his voice, “or else”.  The last was just a whisper.


   I was holding completely still, partly from pain, but mostly from fear, and he just stayed in that position.  Julie reached down and grabbed a handful of my hair, she held my head still as she once again lowered herself onto my face.  The musky smell coming from my wife’s pussy was overpowering.  More semen leaked out as her cunt made contact with my face.  Fearing more pain I shyly worked my tongue out between my lips and ran it up the length of my wife’s pussy.  My hesitation was obvious to Julie and using her hold on my hair she raised my head up and then smacked it down hard into the wood chest, “Do it right”, Julie commanded.  She had a stern look on her face as she looked down at me.


   The taste was horrible, the sharp faded a little into more bitter, but the bitter never went away.  It wasn’t particularly salty was all I could really think.  But I did my best, pushing my tongue into my wife’s cunt, sucking on it, and kissing her clit.  After a minute I was going down on her like I normally do, but she didn’t seem particularly aroused by it.  Normally I could get my wife off by eating her out, but she didn’t look like she was close to cumming at all.  I don’t know how long I was in that position, sucking and licking the cum out of my wife, all while staring up at her big tits hanging above me, but eventually Julie lifted herself up off my face.


   Once she was standing all the way up she moved away from me, still naked she to the open window and stood in front of it.  "You didn’t even make the lady cum", the thick black guy said to me, “What kind of limp dick husband must you be?”  He left me in that position, some semen drying on my face, awkwardly laying on my back.  I was starting to get pain in my legs and arms from being in that position.  He got up from between my legs and crossed the bedroom to where my wife was standing at the window.


   Julie had her arms up, her hands on either side of the window above her head, and she was leaning forward into the breeze coming in from the open window.  I was thankful there were no lights on, only the few remaining candles casting a dim light across the bedroom.  Had there been light I was certain that many of the neighbors would have been able to see my wife’s naked body as she stood in the window.  Looking around I didn’t see the other two men, it was just me, my wife, and the thick black man that was now easing himself up behind my wife.


   "I’m just cooling off", she said over her shoulder to him.  As he took the last step, his legs planted right next to hers, he reached around my wife and cupped her breasts.  "Mmm…“, Julie moaned softly as he massaged them gently.  His huge, black cock was hanging low, and though it was still soft, I saw it jump as it started to come to life.  He pressed himself forward, at the same time pulling my wife back, their two bodies meeting at the hips.  Julie’s soft, pink pussy lips rubbed against his cock, and she slowly wiggled her hips up and down.


   They stayed there for a minute, my wife wiggling herself against his cock while moaning softly, obviously enjoying the sensation.  His dick had stopped growing though, it was just hanging low and thick.  "My turn to cool off”, he said in her ear.  With that he pulled my wife back from the window, stepped into her place, and turned them so his back was to the window.  Julie only stayed facing me for a minute, she quickly turned around to face him and then dropped to her knees.


   Without any prompting from him she started running her tongue over the head of his dick and then down the length.  When she reached the bottom she used one hand to hold his cock up and out of the way, and then with her other hand she cupped his balls and brought them up to her mouth.  Julie rarely gave me head, and she never paid attention to me the way she was this stranger.  I watched as she ran her tongue around his balls, kissing them softly, before returning to his dick.  She stroked his dick with both hands, and as she worked to get it hard, I couldn’t help but think how small her hands looked wrapped around it.


   The pale hands of my petite wife contrasted starkly against the darkness of his huge, black dick.  Julie tried to work his cock into her mouth, but she was barely able to get her lips past the head, it was just too big.  Undeterred though, she kept working her hands up and down, increasing her pace as his cock got harder and harder from her attention.  She kept stroking as she leaned in, then started licking and kissing around the base of his cock, slowly working her way down to his balls again.


   He was looking down at her, enjoying the feelings that she was giving him, while standing directly in front of the window as the breeze came in and rolled over them bringing the smell of sweat and sex to me.  Julie moved one of her hands down to her pussy and started rubbing and fingering herself, all while sucking on his balls and jerking his thick cock.  From my vantage point I could see my wife’s tits from the side, hanging beautifully in front of her, bouncing slightly as she stroked his shaft.


   The thick black guy had his hands on either side of Julie’s head, guiding her movements, but he shifted them down to her shoulders and helped her stand up.  "Ready for a fucking baby?“, he asked her softly, looking her in the eyes.


   "God yes!”, Julie said.  "I need to cum".


   Without saying anything he turned my wife around so that she was square in the middle of the window, facing outside, her white skin outlined by the pitch black night beyond, and pushed her forward slightly so that her ass was sticking out behind her and her breasts were hanging heavily in front of her.  Then he stepped in behind her, spread her legs with his foot, and then grabbed his cock and guided it toward her waiting snatch.  As he closed the distance, he put a hand on her hip, and held Julie steady as he pushed inside her.


   She tried to pull away, it was obviously still a bit painful, but he held her still with his powerful arm.  Julie let out a sharp gasp as he pushed a bit harder, forcing more of himself inside her.  Then, when he was most of the way in, he paused.  They were both breathing slowly, but heavily.  He moved his other hand to Julies hip, so that he was holding her from both sides, and then he thrust himself forward violently burying the remainder of his dick.


   Julie had been bracing herself by holding onto the sides of the window frame, but his thrust was so powerful that she almost lost her grip and fell into the screen.  She let out a short scream, partly from pain, but some from fear.  It was a reminder from him that he was in control, and despite how soft he had been a few minutes ago, it brought the reality of the situation back.  He didn’t give her a chance to regain her composure, instead he just started fucking her, pounding his thick meat into her from behind at a violent pace.


   My wife scrambled to get her hands back into place on the window frame so that she could hold herself up and avoid falling into the window screen.  Once she had her grip back she started moaning in pleasure and grunting in pain.  He held her hips firm, it was probably the only thing that allowed her to regain her grip.  Once he had gotten into his stride he shifted his hands from my wife’s hips to her tits.


   As he started massaging Julie’s breasts she started moaning louder.  I feared that with the two of them standing in the window like that they would be seen by our neighbors.  Julie seemed to be getting more turned on by the prospect.  My wife was slamming her ass back against the thick black man as he was slamming forward.  I could only lay there and watch as his huge cock pushed in and out of her cunt.  They were there for a while, slowly Julie bent over, her tits hanging beneath her in the grip of the black man that was fucking her.


   Her moans were so loud and constant that I couldn’t tell when she orgasmed, but I knew when he started cumming.  He started grunting, pushing his cock harder into Julie’s cunt, and with his hands still on her tits he pulled her back against him and held her tight.  I could see the spasms in his balls as he emptied his load into my wife’s cunt, and with each jerk of his cock Julie would squeak loudly.  "Oh fuck…“, Julie said trailing off into a moan.


   "You like that baby?”, the thick black man said, his cock still stuck in my wife’s pussy, his hands still massaging her tits.  In answer she turned slightly and kissed him, I could see their tongues wrestling with each other.


   "God… I started cumming and I didn’t stop", she said.


   "You made enough noise I think the whole neighborhood heard you", he replied.  Julie just smiled and kissed him again.  He pushed her forward a bit and pulled back, his big cock falling out of her pussy.


   "You made me really messy", my wife said to the thick black guy.


   "Well you know how to get clean", he said to her as he waved toward me.  Fear started to come over me again.  I had no idea what the guy was going to do, but he led my wife over to me and helped her position herself over my face.  Once again Julie squatted down, lowering her pussy onto my face.  The thick black guy was looking down at me with a stern look on his face.


   The taste was awful, it was musky and bitter, and his sperm spilled out of my wife’s pussy and all over my face.  Julie was looking down at me, smiling as I worked my tongue into her pussy and sucked this stranger’s cum out.  But I was watching the thick black man, and he was watching me.  It was so awful that I couldn’t help but make a face of disgust.  The black guy just watched as I licked and sucked at my wife’s pussy.


   Julie for her part seemed to enjoy it, she orgasmed once, it was small, but I could tell.  When she came her pussy tightened and squeezed more semen out into my mouth.  I actually choked a bit, and as soon as my wife’s short lived orgasm was finished she stood up off my face and went to the bed, collapsing onto it.


   "Did you like that baby?“, the thick black man asked my wife.


   "Eh”, Julie replied, “not really.  His tongue is as pathetic as his dick”.


   He looked down at me again, a mean look on his face, and I feared her was going to hurt me more.  "You didn’t do a good job for the lady", he said to me.  "You want me to hurt you again?“  I shook my head as much as I could.  "Well, you still need to be punished.  Isn’t that right?”


   "Yes he does", my wife agreed.  "Punish the limp dick".


   "You cleaned your wife, now clean me", he said.  I was confused, but before I could respond he knelt down in front of me and slapped his still half hard dick in my face.  As much as I could, I flinched.  My mouth was hanging open in shock, and he took advantage of that and stuck his thick, black cock deep into my mouth.  I gagged instantly, and he pulled out slightly.


   Julie sat up on the bed and when she saw what this stranger was doing to me she exclaimed, “Yes!”, a big smile on her face.  "Do that!  Make him suck and lick your cock.  It’s about time he knew what it was like, making me do it all these years".  As she said this the guy began to work his dick in and out of my mouth.


   The taste was unsurprisingly horrible.  I was on the verge of throwing up.  "Lick and suck me clean", the thick black guy said looking down at me angrily.  As much as I could I opened my mouth and stuck my tongue out.  I couldn’t really move in my position, but that didn’t stop him from holding his cock with one hand and pushing it in and out of my mouth.  On every thrust in I would gag, and each time I did he would pull him dick out of my mouth and slide it across my lips.  This would result in a glob of juice forming on my lips, a combination of my wife’s pussy juices, his semen, and my own phlegm.


   Then he would shove his dick back into my mouth, pushing this glob with it.  "Yes", I heard my wife say, “That’s what a real man’s dick is like.  Too bad your not like that”.  From what I could see Julie was kneeling on the bed, legs spread, rubbing her pussy and squeezing a tit while watching me get fucked in the mouth.  His dick started to get harder as he watched my wife getting herself off, and as it got bigger I couldn’t keep it in my mouth without gagging.


   "You like watching this baby?“, the thick black guy asked looking over at Julie.


   "Oh yes”, my wife replied, “I like watching you make limp dick suck your huge dick.  A man’s cock”.  He shoved his dick deep into my mouth, making me gag so hard my eyes watered.  I continued to cough as I heard my wife say, “Come here and let me do that.  Mmm… now this is how to suck a cock”.  I could hear my wife moaning as I fought for breath, and then I passed out.

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