Jennifer’s Twisted Fate

Jennifer had the most intense and bizarre sexual experience happen to her when her husband was away on business. He was a salesman for a fast-paced software company which meant that he often traveled to go to trade shows or meet potential customers and investors.

It was very late at night and she had just finished a personal session with her favorite vibrator when she swore she heard footsteps in the hallway outside of the bedroom. “Jeff? Is that you?” She called out, frowning. Her husband normally told her when he was returning from an engagement early and the last text she got was over an hour ago saying good night. It couldn’t possibly be him, right?

Jennifer was naturally scantily clad in a silk nightgown that barely went down past her thighs. She would later curse herself for her attire that night, though it was her favorite nightgown that she owned to date.

She moved toward the door and screamed with shock as a large man wearing a black ski mask appeared in front of her. He pushed her backward and she stumbled and fell back, landing on her ass on the floor. She recovered quickly and scrambled onto the bed, unfortunately having no means of protection like a gun or knife in the room. Another decision she would later regret.

Four more men appeared beside the other man. They were dressed head to toe in black. Black pants, black long-sleeved shirts, black ski-masks, and black boots. They were of average build and every one of them was tall muscular. Their eyes didn’t look familiar at all to her and she didn’t recognize any of them whatsoever.

Jennifer was so scared that she was shaking, and she barely recognized her own voice as she spoke. “What do you want? Is it money? I can take you to the safe with all the jewelry and money we keep in the house!”

The one that had pushed her into the room spoke up and his voice was deep and gravelly. “Money, among other things.”

Jennifer paled as she saw the man lick his lips as he spoke. She noticed then that they were all staring at her with a lusty look in their eyes and she gasped audibly as she saw the one that spoke to her was hard and aching in his jeans. She could see the large bulge that had formed under his pants and the sight frightened her.

“Oh, no. Please. Anything but that! I’ll give you anything. Just not that. I have a husband, he’s going to be home any moment! He’ll call the cops on you and arrest you all! He is a very powerful man.” Jennifer thought that maybe her lies would be convincing enough to get them to leave. No one wants to go to jail, right?

“Honey, we don’t care about any of that. You’ll take us to the safe.” He paused for dramatic effect. “After we’ve had our fill of you.”

Jennifer was more scared than ever. “Please, no, please. You can’t!” But she knew it was useless. There were five of them and one of her. And they looked to be extremely strong, capable men. She had no idea what was in store, but she didn’t want to resign herself to her fate just yet.

The first man, we will call him Sean, moved so fast that she barely had time to scream before he was upon her. The others, Jim, Gary, Josh, and Chris, were helping Sean out by holding her still as she struggled uselessly.

It wasn’t long before her nightgown was raised high above her tits and she let out a gasp of shock as Gary and Chris began to suck on her nipples and breasts, biting, nipping, lapping, as her back arched and she continued to struggle against their advances.

Her nipples were always a sensitive subject for her during foreplay so having the two men’s rough lips manipulating them in such harsh ways was unwillingly turning her on. “No, please, no! Oh, God.” She was so embarrassed and ashamed, as her nipples got steely hard from the men stimulating them. Seeing her react like that, just caused them to further their efforts, and she moaned and groaned as they both kept relentlessly sucking and slurping on her hard nips, occasionally giving them a sharp nibble that made her gasp loudly.

“Fuck, this bitch is loving this,” Chris said, with a throaty growl.

“I am not! Don’t put words in my mouth! Bastards!” She shouted, attempting to push Chris’s head away from her breast. He angrily grabbed her hand and trapped it behind her on the bed, effectively pinning it as he went back to happily suckling and feasting on her tit flesh.

“Oh, God. Please, stop, please!” She begged. She could feel her pussy absolutely throbbing from all the sensations these men were giving her tits. It was so much pleasure that her brain went to overload and she knew if they kept this up, she could cum just from having her breasts sucked on.

They did stop, just for a moment, but it was a brief reprieve as they easily removed her nightgown. She tried to struggle to stop them from getting it off, but they were too strong for her.

“Holy fuck, this bitch is so wet!” Said Sean, amazed at how dripping she was between the legs. He could clearly see the fluid there, and the sight aroused him more than anything.

Jennifer was blushing as the men ogled her pussy, which, to her shame, was indeed slick and hot.