Thursday, November 13, 2008

trapped----part-1-of-1

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Trapped

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As I lay on the bed in the guestroom of one of our good friend’s house, I lift the sheets and look down at my naked body. It was sore and sticky thus confirming that it had not all just been a dream. I attempted to brush my hair back off my face only to discover that there were strand still glued to my face with the gooey semen of the group of guys that had me last night. My thoughts quickly went to my husband, Johnny who was unable to come to our friend’s party last night. I couldn’t help wondering what I’d be faced with when I got home. My husband knows I am a little flirt and though he acts like it does not bother him I know better. One time we girls were getting crazy at a pool party. When I had a little too much to drink, I took off my bathing suit top I thought my husband was OK with the other husbands seeing my perk little breasts, after all he was getting an eye full of my top less girl friend’s double D’s. But in the privacy of our home Johnny made it very clear that he did not approve of my drinking and flirtatious behavior. Well last night things had defiantly crossed the line.
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My thoughts slowly drifted back to the evening before as I recalled how it had all got started. First of all my husband had to work, so I came to the party alone. I suppose I dressed a little risqué to be going to a party without my husband, but I was feeling pretty sexy so I wanted to dress up. In any case I certainly got a lot of extra male attention. I guess I should have expected it, perhaps subconsciously even desired it for I remember looking at myself in the mirror, as I was getting ready to leave home. I saw my thin shapely build about one hundred and fifteen pounds with a tanned complexion and jet-black hair. My cute little toes with their bright red polish dawned in little white strappy sandals had sexy written all over them. The light silky material of the green top I was wearing nicely complemented my green eyes as I tucked it into the white shorts pants I wore, which in the right light gave the illusion they we almost see through. Wow as I lay here playing things back in my mind, I thought its no wonder I got raped last night.
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When I get home, I’m going to be in so much trouble. It’s one thing to take my top off in front of our male friends, but quite another to allow sexual penetration, a lots of penetration, over and over and over again. In my beclouded brain, I was trying to remember who all was there, how many times did they do me. I can’t even remember, but my pussy is getting wet just thinking about it. I tried to recall who started it, that’s right, now I remember; it was our friend’s husband. I remember Rob saying that he had a surprise for me as lead me by the hand into this guest room. Now I remember that his friends were gawking at me and whispering, and saying slutty things as they followed us in. How many were there? Five I believe, that’s right there were five of them, and they were talking about my ass. I remember one of them saying how sweet my mouth looked and how good my lips were going to feel wrapped around his cock. I remember the panic feeling as his friends circled in closely around me as Rob raised my arms up over my head. As Rob lifted my top off, I could feel hands on my bare abdomen, I remember saying, come on guys, what’s going on, I can’t do this.
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My words fell on deft ears as I felt the snap on my bra open and a pair of hands slide it up to join my top which had been lifted up around my wrist that were still held up over my head. Hands came at me from all around as my tiny firm breasts were caressed and my nipples rolled between the guys fingers until they stood at full attention. I continued to protest but to no avail. As I felt a warm moist mouth latch onto my right breast and its tongue began dancing on my nipple, there was tugging at my waistline. It was my pants being un-buttoned. A pair fingers wedged their way into the waistband of my panties and suddenly I felt the coolness of the air as it met my freshly exposed skin. I was being stripped naked. My pants and underwear were slid down my smooth tanned legs until they settled at the floor around my ankles. A hand instantly darted between the cheeks of my ass and the probing between my legs begun.
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My words of protest though faint as they were by now were shut down completely as one guy’s mouth locked onto mine and wrestled with my tongue until he had taken control of my mouth. I remember the panic yet sensational feeling of losing all control as yet another mouth began sucking on my other breast while the fingers on the hand down in my crotch continued searching for an opening. Soon the probing fingers found what they were looking for and my freshly shaved pussy was penetrated from behind. Another finger slipped in me from the front joined by a wet mouth that began licking my clit. I realized as I was recapping on last night that my own fingers had slipped down under the sheets and in between my legs. Though my pussy was still very raw I could not bring myself to stop rubbing it as I gently drifted back into the memories of last night.
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First, someone grabbed my ankle and lifted my leg so they could remove my sandal. Then my foot was pulled through my pant leg and placed back on the floor. When this was repeated on my other leg, it never made it back to the floor. Instead a warm gentle mouth began sucking on my toes. While the guy with my cute little red painted toes in his mouth held my leg elevated, it provided better access to the guys with their fingers in my pussy and I remember squirming from the deeper penetration they delivered.
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As my fingers pumped in and out of my little sore pussy I was about to make myself cum. The sheets were kicked off me, my legs spread wide and I was in deep thought and blissful masturbation until the thought of how I was going to face my husband reoccurred and stopped me short of an orgasm. Was I going to have to tell him, who all knows what happened last night, can it be kept a secret, and I need to know how or what I am going to do? Suddenly the bedroom door opens and our friend’s husband, Rob strolled in. he was in his robe and looked freshly showered. I immediately pulled my hand from between my legs and began to reach for the sheets that I’d kicked off, only to discover that they are nowhere within reach. Rob confidently step up beside me and dropped a camcorder on the bed and said, “Don’t bother covering up,” as he sheds his robe and climbs between my legs. As I cringe in shock, he inserted his fingers in my swollen shaved pussy and started licking up the juices that I’d just stirred up. I was so horny and it felt so good I just let him have his way, a lot like last night I guess.
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He worked me over for a couple of minutes until I was about to cum, then he crawled up and stuck his cock in me. Within a few pounding strokes of his throbbing cock I was cumming like a wild women again. Once my convulsions stopped Rob pulled his still swollen penis from my little wet pussy. I mumbled to him that this and what he and his friends done to me last night were all wrong. And now I don’t know how I am going to face my husband and for that matter our friends including his wife. With a little he said, ”Don’t worry. The only ones who know are you, me and my five buddies and of course I have it all on film, lets watch.” Then he turned on the camcorder and suddenly I was glued to the little screen as the show began.
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My recollection of the evening so far was pretty accurate. After being fingered banged and molested I was pushed down to my knees and the guys circled me again and began rubbing their cocks on my face. Then one after another they would stick their hard cocks in my mouth. One guy lifted my ass up and shoved his cock in my pussy from behind. As I looked at the tiny screen I saw myself rock back on his cock helping him drive it in deeper. Most of these guys I had only meet last night and watching the tape reminded me of the short guy with the huge cock. I don’t remember his name but I remember him splitting me open with his massive dark cock. That’s right, he put that coke bottle size hunk of meat up my ass, in fact I had all of them up my ass at one time or another and the proof was on the film.
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These guys thoroughly used me last night and the scary part is who ever saw this film would see that even though it was not my idea and I started off as a non-willing participant, I was soon the slut of the year and appeared to be a cock hungry whore. I watched as they lifted me on top of a guy who was laying on his back and guided his cock into my pussy, another one climbed on me from behind and the camera zoomed in for a close up of the two cocks sliding in and out of my stretched out pink pussy. “Wow,” I thought to myself. I had no idea that my little shaved pussy was so pink inside until I saw those two cocks slide out and eventually shoot their cum in my open pink slit. Their sperm merging and coating the shafts of each other’s cocks as they joined together like one fat cock being stuffed into my stretched out pussy. It is so erotic seeing them sloshed in and out of my cum filled hole as they finished off their orgasm in me and on each other.
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Rob was down between my legs again fingering both my holes and sucking on my clit while I lay on my back with the camcorder on my chest watching myself being ravished by the throng of men in the room. They held me upright with my ass impaled on one guy’s cock and my pussy on another’s. My legs were held up and open leaving only my bottom hanging down. My ass and pussy were at their disposal and one after another the line of guys would step up and take me as they wished. They continued to tag teamed me from front and back as they bounced me up and down on their cocks while holding me up, sandwiched between them.
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Rob wanted my ass now, so when he flipped me over and stuffed a pillow under my tummy, I repositioned the camcorder so that I could continue to watch myself being used. Rob stuck his tongue in my sore little butt hole and while he got it wet and loose I watch the guys on the camcorder plow may ass relentlessly. I was in the sixty-nine position on top of a guy and the short guy’s big dark cock was buried deep in my ass, stretching me beyond belief. I was panting and moaning aooooos this little guy drove his enormous cock up my ass. I saw why my hair was glued to my face for a couple of guys were taking turns stuffing their dicks in my mouth and jerking off on my face. Their cum was shooting everywhere including on the belly of the guy who lie underneath me. Soon the massive cock in my ass welled up and kudos to the camera man for the picture zoomed in just in time to see that huge hunk of flesh ease out of my ass followed by a thick trail of sperm which hung from my gaping hole and dripped into the mouth of the guy who was eating my pussy. The big cock was not finished and as it went back in for another stab at my pussy the guy underneath me let it slide across his lips while it split open my hairless little pink slit.
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A combination of the tape I was watching and Rob pulling my hair while emptying his balls deep in my ass caused me to reach a level of orgasm that I have never known before. I let out a scream and passed out like a rag doll. When I regained my senses Rob was laying across my back with his flaccid cock still in my butt and his wife, Janice was sitting on the edge of the bed. As she stroked my hair, and he slowly pumped in and out of me as he was nibbling on and whispering in my ear, “How do you like our film? You’re the star you know, don’t worry no one will ever see it so long as you do as you are told.” Even in my foggy state of mind I knew what this meant, Rob and apparently Janice now owned me, my body was his to use as he wished, and my punishment for unfaithfulness will be sexual slavery. I told him, “Yes, I understand what is being said, I am your secret sex slave and I will comply.”

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The End…

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