Wife Forced To Be A Whore_(1)

Wife Forced to be a Whore

by aliveinpr

My stories do not necessarily reflect my personal proclivities, desires, wants or fantasies. Read and enjoy.

Joan and I have been happily married for more than 15 years. We decided not to have children, probably now due to our age. Joan is 48 and I am 52, so to have children now, when they were in high school, we would probably be in a rest home. As much sex Joan and I have, Joan uses both an IUD and takes the pill to prevent pregnancy. Once menopause takes hold, we won’t have to use those aids. We both don’t like the feeling of condoms and they are not practical with our very active sexual styles. Actually, we have a very exciting sex life where we experiment with anything sexual, yes even menage a trios with some regular male friends. You could almost call them room mates. We also belong to a swinging club that we attend once a month. We are very open sexually. Joan is insatiable when it comes to sex, so I have no problem with the help from other partners.

I have a career that pays well, so Joan does not have to work. With her home, I look forward to getting off work and some times find her naked on the bed, legs spread wide and cum (usually from some of our very close friends) oozing from her pussy. Joan is always excited as she has me clean the mixture of male and female juices from her pussy. Then we have a good hard fuck before dinner.

It was a Thursday and I had to leave my car in the garage for repairs. That evening Joan had to pick me up from work. She said that we needed to stop at the market for food before driving home. We also picked up what we needed for the weekend and some for next week. I got two bottles of wine we liked. The groceries and wine were put in the trunk, I opened the passengers’ door for Joan and she slowly got in spreading her legs for me to see her bare pussy. She didn’t like wearing panties and knew she was going to get me hard. I then got into the driver’s seat and started the engine. Joan had leaned over to me and was massaging my hard cock as we began to leave the parking lot.

After five minutes, a black man rose from the back seat floor, grabbed Joan around the neck, pointed a gun to her head and said, “OK mother fucker, drive where I tell you to and I won’t hurt your wife.” Joan’s eyes were as big as saucers and I could see that she was starting to cry.

I obeyed his every instruction. I looked toward Joan and said, “Honey, just do everything he tells you. If you try to fight him, I’m sure he will hurt us. Just stay calm please.” The black man then said, “That’s right, you both do as I say and we will get along. Besides, you wouldn’t want me to damage this beautiful white woman now, would you?”

Joan kept asking, “What are you going to do, what do you want?” The black man kept eying Joan and then ran his hand through her silky hair.

He then said, “You sure are a fine white girl. Does your husband satisfy that pussy of yours?”

Joan started to quietly cry never answering him. His hand then left her hair and grabbed her left tit. This made Joan gasp and his grip then made her say, “Please you’re hurting me, please stop, it hurts.”

He then said, “Shut up bitch. Pull your dress us so I can see your panties.”

Joan just sat there, his hand mauling her tits. He said, “NOW bitch, do what I say, pull your dress up so I can see your panties. NOW.”

Both Joan and I knew she wasn’t wearing any panties. Joan had a panicky look on her face and I knew this was going to cause us trouble when he saw her bare pussy.

“NOW Bitch, get this dress up.” We both knew she had no choice. Slowly, Joan began to rise her dress. It cleared the top of her thigh high nylons, up further and then there was a gasp from our abductor. There exposed, was her freshly shaved pussy. He then said, “That’s a fine white bitch pussy there. I bet you never been fucked with a big black dick.”

Now Joan and I were worried what was going to happen. Joan quickly pushed her dress down and began to cry louder. I felt her hand grab my arm and I saw terror in her eyes as the thought we both had was that she was going to be raped. She did enjoy sex, but had never been raped or forced to have sex with a black man. We both detested BDSM and non-consensual sex. Her grip on my arm was very tight and she said to the black man, “Please don’t rape me, don’t hurt us, just let us go when you get where you want to get out. Please, please let us go.”

I then tried to reason with him. “Just leave us when you get where you want to go. If you let us go unharmed, we can just leave and never say anything. You won’t have to be afraid that the police will be after you.”

The kidnapper never said anything but to give directions. We got to a house, shoddy and in need of repair. He told me to turn off the motor and give him the keys. He then opened his door, got out and opened the passenger door, grabbed Joan’s hair. and pulled her out, again put his arm around her neck and pointing the gun to her head. He ordered me to get out and come around the car to him. He then walked us up to the house and then straight into a dingy bedroom.

I was ordered to sit in a chair when two other black men came in. They took my shoes and pants off. Naked from the waste down, they tied me to the chair. Joan was now ordered to strip naked and get on the bed. There was only a dirty mattress on the bed, no sheets or blankets.

Joan did not begin to strip, so our kidnapper back handed her face and said, “I’m not going to tell you twice. Any orders I give you, you will obey immediately. Do you understand?” Joan did not say anything and he said again, “DO YOU UNDERSTAND bitch? You will obey every order I give you. Now, what did I tell you?”

Joan’s eyes were watery as her tears were welling up and face beginning to swell where he hit her. She then said, “Yes, I understand.”

He then asked, “What do you understand?”

Joan, through sobs, said, “I am to obey anything you tell me to do.” She then began to undress slowly. I saw the embarrassment in her face as she was being forced to undress in front of these three strangers. When she was totally naked, they had her turn around, bend over, spread her legs and then turn back to face them and then spread her pussy lips wide open with her fingers.

The three of them kept making comments such as: “Look at that prime white bitch,”; “She would make a fine whore, even as old as she is,”; “just like all white pussies, they stretch for big black cock,” and “White cock will never fit in her again when we’re done.”

I saw the fear in Joan’s face and I knew this was going to be a long night. Joan was ordered to get up on the bed on her hands and knees. They took turns examining her, pulling her pussy lips apart, pushing fingers in her pussy and ass hole and roughly pulling on her breasts.

One then said, “Jake, you recruited a nice one this time, She’ll fit well in our stable.” They were all naked now and I noted that there hard cocks were long and thick. The length was between 8 and 9 inches long. The largest diameter was about 2 inches. Joan also saw those cocks and cried out, “You are all too big, you will tear me apart, please don’t rape me. Please, you’ll hurt me.”

I now knew our abductor’s name, Jake. I would remember that name and his face until I die. I watched as one of the other men climbed onto the bed, and Jake yelled, “I FOUND HER. I get to fuck her first Leroy.” I know another name now. Leroy got off the bed and Jake climbed onto the bed and began to run his hard cock up and down her pussy lips. Jake said, “She really wants our big black cocks, she is really hot and wet.”

Knowing Joan’s love for sex, I knew her body was betraying her.