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Gangbanged by black men after shopping

On Friday I went down to the local mall for a bit of shopping; then, after lunch I wanted to hit some lingerie stores there.

It was at lunchtime, while sitting in the food court, enjoying Chinese food, when I noticed two black young men sitting at the next table, watching at me.
I am used to young men staring at me, but I noticed they never smiled, just sat there watching me.
They were both in their early twenties, quite good-looking and very muscular. By the time I was ready to return to shopping, they were no longer too be seen.

A few hours later, I arrived back home. While I went into the kitchen to make some coffee, I heard the back screen door being slammed.

“Sit down you old bitch.” A deep voice hissed behind me.

The two black guys who had watched me at the mall had stormed in the house, waving electric guns in the air.

The first man asked for my wallet, which I pointed out to be inside my handbag.. He came back with the wallet in his hand and I could hear a vehicle in the driveway.
I hoped it would frighten them off, but I still had no idea what was going to happen. Then to my surprise, the second guy opened the front door and let two more of his gang inside my home.
I thought now I was in some serious trouble.

The first man demanded to know if there was any more money in the house, I told him there was a few hundred dollars in a desk drawer, which he soon retrieved and pocketed.
Meanwhile, the third and fourth men searched the house.

“Stand up and take your tight jeans and blouse off, Madam!”
The second man suddenly yelled at me.

“No, no way!” I screamed back in total defiance.

The first man grabbed the front of my blouse and ripped it from my body. Then he pushed me to the floor and took off my jeans.

The second man suddenly decided that I ought to make fresh coffee for everybody and dragged me by the hair into the kitchen. He sat down at the kitchen table and watched me as I prepared the coffee maker. He suddenly started to speak softer and asked me general questions about the house and my husband…

I took this as a good sign until he started asking sexual question, then I knew what was going to happen, He asked me to come and sit close to him, knowing I would get beaten if I didn’t, I complied.

“Do you like sex?” He asked.
“Yes, my husband and I have a healthy sex life.” I replied quickly.
“Do you like to be drilled in the ass?” He asked.
“I have never done that.” I replied with worry in my voice.
“Do you like sucking cock? “. He continued.
“Yes, I do that for my husband.”
“Do you like your pussy being destroyed by a hard cock?”
“Yes, my husband does that.” I replied.
“Are your nipples sensitive?’ He asked very attentively.
“Yes,” I replied.
“Is your cunt sensitive?”
“Yes.” I said hesitantly.

All those guys were close now and they heard my answers.
The first man seemed to be in charge of the gang and asked the third man to search for some Vaseline in the house.
The reason for that request has still not dawned on me.
The second man so far had not touched me, but that changed as he slid his hand down my panties, my body just froze as he inserted a finger inside of my swollen pussy lips…

“You are completely shaven, bitch, I like that.” He hissed in my ear.

Although I was shaking the whole time, I silently prayed that my body would not betray me; I knew that any touch on my clit tended to get me excited and very wet.
Fortunately, he withdrew his hand and rubbed my hard nipples between his fingers. They rose, as they always did to the touch.

“Open your eyes, bitch; look how big they have become…”
The bastard said as he twisted my nipples between his fingers.

“Stop please, that really hurts!” I begged.
But he twisted both nipples again until I nearly screamed in pain.

“Stand up and bend over that kitchen bar stool…”
The first man ordered, as he dragged me over to the bar stool by my hair, bent me over it and pulled my panties to the floor.
I finally knew what he was going to do with me, as tears rolled down my face.

“No! Not there, please!” I screamed, as his finger probed my ass.

That got me several stinging slaps on my buttocks and his thick black finger pushed further in.
Then the realization of why he wanted Vaseline came to my mind as I felt it being smeared on my tight anal entrance, his finger spreading it inside me.
He withdrew the finger and soon his thick cockhead began pushing into me; more tears rolled from my eyes more with the indignation I felt rather than the actual pain. As he eventually managed to get his cock all inside of me, and started to pump into me quite slowly at first, which helped me, get used to it.

“Now you can scream if you want, bitch.” He called out.

I was determined not to give him that pleasure, so I kept quiet.
With my face buried into the stool seat, after a few minutes the pain had eased and I found myself squeezing his hard cock with my anal muscles, which he loved and spurred him on to pound me harder.

However, it did the job, as a few moments later I could feel his warm cum fill my bowels and his cock thankfully going soft.
He pulled out of me, just leaving me there as he went to the bathroom.

I sat there wondering who would be the next to use my body.
The second nigger would be the lucky one.
He made me spread my thighs and he quickly inserted two fingers up my sensitive wet cunt. His thumb rubbed my swollen clit.

“The bitch is wet now…” He shouted out so everybody could hear.

He stopped touching me and I thought my ordeal was over. However, the second man stood up again, grabbed me by the hair and dragged me to an armchair by the window.
There he threw me down into it and hooked my legs over the arms; my pussy was open to anything in this position.
He called the remaining two black men.

“Check to see if her cunt likes being licked…” He suggested.

The third man wasted no time in kneeling down in between my thighs; I tried to push his head away, trying as his tongue licked all around my now wet pussy. He also fingered my stretched asshole.

My breathing was getting faster as my orgasm came.
The third man was satisfied enough after fingering me; he stood up and ordered me to suck on his hard cock.

He dropped his jeans to the floor together with his underwear, I hesitated after seeing the size of it, because it was bigger than average.
The black man slapped my face hard and pulled my hair until much to the delight of the others, I gave in and opened my mouth and it was rammed full of his cock.
He was merciless; he pushed his cock in hard inside my throat until I gagged on it. He held my head tight to his cock.

I choked a bit but managed to swallow all his salty semen, when he pumped it into my mouth.. Pulling me up from the chair, he ordered me to clean up, in case he wanted more later.

I was still in the bathroom when the first man came over to me, pulled me up by my hair and dragged me to my bedroom, threw me on the bed and started asking questions.

Do you want to have your pussy used by a real man?” He asked.
“No.” I replied.
“It seems to be not your lucky day.” He then dropped his jeans.
“Get on your knees and start sucking, bitch…” He commanded.

I got off the bed and stood right in front of him, glancing at his cock as I did so, and noticed he was not yet hard. He pulled hard my nipples, twisting them until I cried in pain…

I resigned myself to my fate, but with no intention of making it easy for him. I sucked on him for a while; until the bastard slapped me on the face, calling me a lousy cocksucker…

He pushed me on my back onto the bed and I spread my legs for him. He put two fingers inside of me and hooked them upwards.

There was no way I could hide the sexual spasms I was feeling.

“You are ready for my dick, bitch…” He said laughing.

He mounted me and I put my hand down between us, took hold of his cock, rubbed his cock head up and down my slit and I finally guided him into my soaking wet canal.

I could feel every ridge and vein on his cock as he at first entered me slowly until he was fully inside me. My juices were lubricating us both, as he went in and out of me two more times before he suddenly started to quicken the pace and slamming into me hard.

His pounding was hard; but he then slowed and nearly came out.

“Don’t you dare to stop, bastard, keep it in.” I called out.

He looked at me and smiled; he then sped up again, even through the pain, my orgasms were coming at a fast rate. My legs had involuntarily encircled his waist, pulling him into me.

He started to breathe heavier and his burning cum started to jet inside of me, I squeezed his cock with my internal muscles and drained every drop from him.

“You are a great slutty bitch…” He laughed, as he pulled out.

I was sure I would be abused again, but he gave me some rest.

I was ordered to go down to the kitchen and make coffee for them.

After sipping some warm coffee; the leader grabbed my wrist again and he dragged me to the bedroom.

“No, please, I am very sore now” I begged, almost sobbing.

But he just pulled me onto the edge of my marital bed.

The second man came in and sat in the chair, staring at me.

“Do you want to be well shagged again?” The first man asked.

I stood quiet; but he ordered me to get a dildo and perform a show for them. I did as I was ordered and soon I put my favorite red dildo against my swollen pussy lips.

The pleasure flew through my body; I just closed my eyes and the thought of them watching was no longer in my mind; it was replaced by the memory of his big cock thrusting inside me.
As I inserted the dildo inside me, being abused again by these niggers was now my only wish.

I opened my legs wide in anticipation. I wanted to be used and abused again.

The second man, who was already naked jumped on the bed and lay on his back, with his erect cock standing straight up.

I rolled over and straddled him. I held his cock to guide him into me as I slowly lowered myself onto him. I felt my own wetness, as his thick black cock went fully in; I could feel every vein of it as I started to move slowly up and down.
His hands were on my tits torturing my nipples with his pulling and twisting, but I felt no longer pain; just sheer orgasmic pleasure.

I leant forward to allow him to suck my nipples; but then I felt other hands on my ass.

The Vaseline soon followed, as a finger smeared it around my little rosebud again.
The leader was going to fill my ass with his dick for a second time.

It suddenly dawned on me that I was going to have two big cocks inside of me at the same time, but the pleasure I was getting from the first one was overriding all other thoughts, as I continued to set the pace for my own pleasure.

The first man finally fed his cock into my ass quite slowly, keeping up with the rocking motion I was in. It seemed to go in much easier than the first time and it certainly felt more comfortable…

Squeezing all my internal muscles, I managed to make both of them feel my body gripping them. I increased my pace as I felt the man below me was getting ready to unload inside of me.

With many grunts from him he did, jet after jet fired inside of me.

I then slumped forward, resting on his body as the first black man came with an equal amount of cum pouring deep inside my ass.

The sweat was pouring from all of us, I rolled off and lay there panting trying to get my breath back, and both of them were doing the same.

A new thought crossed my mind: how was I going to go back to a normal, occasional sex life with my husband after this.
I was ordered to clean up first and went into the bathroom; a quick shower and I came out to find the room empty.

I checked out the house; but nobody was there.

Was just a dream?? My pussy was so sore and yes, it was so real!!

I went back to the bed and right then my beloved Victor arrived home after a quick business trip out of town.

He stared at me, fully naked… and still very horny…