Zagot's Forgot to Include This It was our first vacation together. We had spent the last two years saving every spare penny we could find to be able to afford it. My wife and I started out on the verge of poverty. But that is what often happens when you get married straight out of high school. Immediately after our wedding, we went to work. There was no honeymoon, no time off from work, just the cold reality of the rent being due and no money in the bank account. But we were happy. Two years later, with a couple of promotions, frugal living, and hard work, we had just enough money to go way alone for the first time - well, almost enough. We were close to our trip, but would have had to wait another year for the time and money to work out again if we didn't get some help. Walter and Valerie were dear friends of ours. We had lived in Coffeeville, Mississippi all of our lives. But our ties were rare. Walter and Valerie are of African- American descent. Angie and I are not. Even as recently as the late 80's, the races simply did not mix in the Mississippi delta. The four of us had. We had caught hell from both sides about it. The opposition only served to push all of us closer together. Angie and I and Walter and Valerie dated all through school. We double-dated almost weekly as money allowed. Walter was a big man. He stood just over six feet and topped the scales easily over 250 lbs. He was big, not muscular. He was not so large as to be unsightly. Walter just had a teddy bear look that endeared him to Valerie. He was a talkative, jovial and cerebral man. He loved good conversation with anyone about anything. Valerie was as elegant and refined as any southern mother sought for her proper young lady. Her humility and dignity were matched by only one thing - her beauty. She was stunning. But her reserved personality would not admit to it or accept any compliment over it. She easily matched Walter in height. Her six-foot frame meant that every man noticed when she entered the room. Her body was slim and fit. The tight muscle tone meant she had small breasts and a wonderfully compact and dense ass. In another life, one where she was born in New York or Los Angeles, Valerie would have been walking down catwalks. But she was born in rural Mississippi. Her life is not one of glamour. She was a devoted young wife of 22-years of age longing for the start of her family. Angie and I welcomed their company on the trip. By splitting gas and lodging expenses there was just enough money among the four of us to take the trip together. We were heading to Gulf Shores, Alabama. It is a modest coastal resort area by most standards. But it's like the French Riviera for people like us. We had reservations the Hilton Garden Inn on Orange Beach. We left after work on Monday and so it would take us an extra day to arrive at our idea of heaven. We stopped part way to our destination in Hattiesburg. That extra night set the rest of our events in motion. Hattiesburg is like most small Mississippi towns. While there is a lot of old southern money, the city is far from prosperous. About the only unique feature of the town is the presence of Southern Mississippi University. The student body keeps the town youthful and keeps the crime rate elevated. We settled in for the evening at a reasonably clean Days' Inn located just off of I-59. Our rooms were joining each other so that we could more easily spread out and enjoy each other's company. Right next door to the hotel, we found a small local bar and grill named Roger's and decided to eat a light meal and have a few drinks on our first night of freedom. When the four of us sat down together we drew the stares of many of the local patrons. There was nothing overtly hostile in our reception, but the mostly white clientele was clearly irritated by our coupling. There were a few other, more intense stares. How could there not be? Masculine forms dominated the white bodies in the room. If there is one thing that can overwhelm even the most bigoted man's hated, it is a beautiful woman. And two exquisite examples of femininity had just entered the bar. Along with the stale beers in front of them, they began to drink in the sensuality of our wives. Angie was no threat to Valerie on the catwalk. She would never be model. But she provided an amazing contrast to Valerie when they were together. Valerie was and elegant. Even if covered with dirt after working in her modest yard, she looked like she belonged at a State Dinner. Angie just looked like she needed and wanted to be fucked. My wife is actually half Hispanic. Her father was a native of Puerto Rico and her mother was Caucasian. At birth she was adopted in to a white family. And while by upbringing, she was very much a southern white women, by heritage, she had the best of Latin women. At nearly a foot shorter than Valerie, she barely passed the five-foot mark. But she packed a lot of sexuality on to that small frame. If Angie was no threat to Valerie modeling, Valerie could never have compared to my wife in a strip club. Her 36-D breasts and full ass were in perfect proportion on her 115lb body. Many women spend thousands of dollars to have the shapes that God gave to my bride by birth. Alone in a bar, either of these two women stop men's conversations. But together, they simply were not fair. Even the most disciplined man would fail if he tried to divert his eyes from them. The men in this bar were not disciplined. Dinner and drinks went smoothly and without interruption. We paid our bill and left to return to our rooms. A group of three men stood by the door. They graciously held the door open as we left. We entered the hotel lobby and waited for the elevator to take us to our rooms on the third floor. I first noticed the men again as just as the elevator doors were closing a hand reached in and forced the safety mechanism of the doors to engage. Three unremarkable men entered. All three were of no more than average size. None was dressed in any thing other than what one would view as mainstream. We had just been at the bar. Why should it be odd that other guests had also been there? The first sense of something being wrong occurred when they exited at the same floor as we did. It was still not enough to be afraid, but the coincidences were starting to add up. We turned right and walked to the end of the hall. The men followed at a discreet distance. We turned right again. I glanced right as we turned. Smartly, the men feigned a left-turn until we had completed ours to the right. Walter was easily larger and stronger than the best of our pursuers. Unfortunately, Walter went to open the door to his room, putting him on the far side of our wives. It was only two doors down on the right side of the hall. The men closed quickly. Two hands grabbed hold of Valerie, who was standing alone as Walter dug for his key. Before we could react a flash of steel appeared at the base of her long, dark neck. "Nobody scream or be stupid, now," came the cool demand from the captor. The two men flanking the leader each had impressive blades pointed in our direction. "Now, just finish opening the door and let's go in and all get comfy." Walter took an appropriately submissive tact and opened the door as he gave assurances of our cooperation. As the door closed by us our torture began. The men separated us from our wives as we entered. They took up position between us. There were no heroics going to happen as long as Angie and Valerie remained exposed. Billy began the proceedings with a cordially delivered opening, "Allow me to introduce the gang here. You can call me Billy. My two associates you can call Victor and Tommy. We saw the four of in over at Roger's and thought we might just welcome you to our fair city." Billy then looked Walter's and my way. "Strip," he commanded flatly. We hesitated. "Look, let's get something straight right now, gentleman. I am not going to repeat myself twice. And I don't want to hear a sound out of either one of you. You be nice and your beautiful women here won't get hurt. Make me mad and they'll have to pay for it. So, get out of your clothes now. You'll be less likely to get stupid in the nude, I'm guessing." Walter and I glanced briefly at each other and then started disrobing. Moments later, we stood naked in front of our captors. Victor gathered our clothes. He removed our wallets and keys before throwing our clothing into the bathroom. The leader went through our wallets and found a grand total of $73. He was clearly disappointed. He took the purses from each of our wives and came up better with $157, but it was still not what he was after. The search continued as they rifled through all of our luggage and the hotel furniture and still came up empty. The problem was that we were not carrying cash. "A fucking 200 bucks," Billy said in exasperation. "Tie them up," he commanded. His two assistants gathered all the belts and drawstrings they could find in our baggage. They pulled two of the chairs in the room over by the door. Walter and I were placed in them and soon found ourselves securely fastened to them. Our wives were escorted to the far bed in the twin queen room. They sat flanked by the two minions, while the gang leader turned on the television and reclined on the near bed. His selection on the screen was the same as both Walter and I would have chosen. The sound of the iconic Hank Williams, Jr. intro filled the room as Monday Night Football began. Our new master seemed lost in thought for a few minutes as the lead in to the game continued. Except for the trained voices of Gifford, Michaels and Dierdorf, the room was silent. A few minutes before kickoff, Billy spoke again. "Fuck it!. We went through all this trouble and all these two pussies could give us was a lousy $200 bucks. That ain't shit. Won't even pay for a good night on the town with a nice ho." His men eagerly agreed with him. They knew were he was heading. He continued, "So, ladies, and you two little shits, here's what's going to happen tonight. We're going to play a little game. If y'all win, we'll take our 200 fucking bucks and these car keys here and leave. If we win, one or both of you sweet things is going to entertain me and my men tonight. Got it?" Both Walter and I blurted out together. Each used different words, but both of us were trying to change his mind. At the sound of our pleas, he rose quickly crossed the divide between the beds and landed a sharp smack from the back of his hands against Angie's cheek. She fell over on the bed in tears. Our mouths closed and we meekly nodded in submission. "Good. Now that we are all in agreement, here's the game. We've got a good football game about to start, so let's play along. Here's what we'll do. Every time there is a touchdown this one will have to take off a piece of clothing," he said pointing at Angie. "What's your name, sweetie?" he asked. She cracked a shaky reply, "Angie." "Lovely name for a sexy lady. And you are?" directed toward Val. "Valerie," came her reserved reply. "Also a beautiful name for a striking woman. For you we'll go with all field goal attempts." "As for the two of you. I'm not an unreasonable man. I'll let you replace a piece of clothing on one of your wives each time the teams commit a turnover." "Now at the end of the game, which either of you is naked, will be at the disposal of my men and myself. If you have any clothes on at all at the end of the game, you will be excused from the festivities. If you both have clothing left, we'll leave you untouched. That sounds fun and fair to me. Any objections?" By now we knew better and the four of us all agreed to his terms. A quick inventory showed that our wives were dressed similarly. Both had worn sandals on the warm southern fall evening. Each also was wearing a skirt, light blouse, bra and panties. Our captors agreed that shoes should only count as one and so each woman had just 5 pieces of clothing protecting her innocence. The game that evening pitted the New York Giants and at the Chicago Bears in the last game of September. Neither team was very good that year with the Bears finishing 5-11 and the Giants at 6-10. Both defenses were capable of surrendering a lot of points. That was bad news of our wives, perhaps worse for Angie. Start of Game Chicago won the toss and began at the 29. Their drive lasted three plays and lost 9 yards. The Giants took over after the punt 1st Quarter (12:43 remaining) The Giants' first possession took off with a 30-yard strike from Jeff Hostetler to Ed McCaffery to the Bears' 34. Hostetler put Angie's shoe in danger with a 27-yard pass down the seam to Rodney Hampton. The completion gave the Giants a first a goal at the 6. Hampton finished the drive two plays later on a 1- yard dive behind his right guard. The TD meant Angie was the first to lose clothing "Your shoes, please." Billy commanded. Angie meekly slipped her worn sandals from her feet as the game went to break. 1st Quarter (8:15 remaining) The Bears' second possession started at the 30. Again, they went three and out and punted the ball away. 1st Quarter (6:59 remaining) The Giants were making quick work of the Bears' defense. On the first play from scrimmage of the new drive, Hostetler found Chris Calloway alone on the left sideline the play covered 47 yards down to the Bears' 14. One play later a pass to Jarrod Bunch gave the Giants a first and goal at the 2. Disaster almost struck the Giants and saved our women. On second and goal, Bunch fumbled the handoff, but was able to recover with a loss back to the 12. The third and goal following came up short on a Hostetler scramble. Valerie's shoes joined Angie's on the leader's bed after the fourth down field goal attempt. 1st Quarter (3:20 remaining) Chicago finally got on track. They turned to Neil Anderson, who broke two tackles at the line of scrimmage, turned the corner around the left end and simply outran everyone else for 64 yards and a touchdown. The big play sent our three abductors into a cheering frenzy. They were about to see at least a little flesh and the fast paced game was promising more. "Now that's how to play the game!!" the head captor shouted in triumph. He turned his attention to Angie. Under his gaze, she reluctantly began sliding the plastic buttons through the holes of her inexpensive silk blouse. Each movement of her trembling hands slowly revealed more of her olive skin to our view. The removal of the covering revealed the full cleavage of my bride to six hungry eyes. Her bra was much more utilitarian than sexy. It needed to be. What the supporting bond revealed was a deep canyon between two young breasts. It was the place of men's dreams, a place in which a man could lose himself. It had always been my place. Now that was in danger. Three men encircled her closely straining to take in every detail and imagine what her bra had concealed from their eyes. The game returned and broke the scrum up for a moment. 1st Quarter (2:04 remaining) The Giants started out at the 24. Their passing game continued the quarter of big plays. Chris Calloway again came open on the sidelines and pulled in a 36- yard completion to the Bears' 39. On third down the bad night got worse. This time it was Hampton again on the ground for a gain of nearly 30 yards, giving New York a first and goal at the 6 to end the quarter. Start of 2nd Quarter Two plays into the quarter Hampton gave away my wife's skirt with his second TD of the game from 2 yards out. The Giants led 17-6. Angie was in deep trouble. Again, cheers filled our small hotel room and the attention spun toward my wife. She did not wait for any command. Val gave her a supportive one-armed hug. Angie rose from the bed and worked the zipper down along the back of the cotton fabric. With the tension released, she slid her thumbs inside the skirt and wiggled her hips slightly to overcome the friction of her full-hips. It fell quickly to the floor and Angie lifted it to her hands with her left foot. She was now standing in only her bra and full-cotton panties in front of three men with every intentions of using her body at their whim through the night. Their leader instructed Angie to remain standing and slowly turn around a couple of times so that they could see their slowly unwrapping prize. Their eyes stared unblinkingly in admiration of youthfully pristine body. Hands vacantly adjusted the growing discomfort in the pants of our captors. Shamefully, I felt a twinge run through my cock also. There would be no way to hide any arousal that night. The thought had not occurred to me until then. With my arms bound to the chair and my legs spread, any erection would be on full display. The image of my penis standing at full attention while three men raped my wife was humiliating. I took a quick glance at Walter and then to his groin. His penis was starting to come to life also. I knew we were fighting a losing battle. Thankfully the game returned, and Angie's display ended. 2nd Quarter (14:02 remaining) The Bears' possession began at the 21. Their offensive troubles returned and after collecting one first down, they punted again. 2nd Quarter (11:50 remaining) New York began at the 20 after a touchback. Finally the Chicago defense was up to the challenge and held the Giants in check after allowing one first down. 2nd Quarter (8:45 remaining) The Bears started near their own 30. A holding penalty and a sack killed the Bears' drive after one first down. They were forced to punt. 2nd Quarter (6:44 remaining) A strong Bears' punt drove New York back to their own 25. The Giants moved the chains on a 21-yard Bunch completion out near the 50. The Giants' moved well into scoring position on the first play after the two-minute warning. Calloway's big day got better on a 23-yard corner route to the far side. The long pass put the ball at the 15. With under 40 seconds in the half, the Bears' William Perry sacked Hostetler on a third and goal. The Giants' were forced into a 31-yard field as half ended. It was now Valerie' time to reveal some of her intimacies. The scene from several minutes ago repeated itself. Val's long slender fingers pressed the holders of her blouse out of the grasp of their resting places. Her exotic body was being exposed with each release her fingers caused. Once removed the sight was heavenly. A small lacy- brown bra closely matched the color of her body. The dainty cups comfortably held her small mounds, but struggled against the large nipples threatening to escape their woven cage. The sight in the room was growing steadily more erotic. Without the distraction and tension of the game, half time would be a challenge. Halftime "Well, not every thing I had in mind, but I'm betting we'll be getting to know at least one of you better tonight," our tormentor chuckled as the break began. With the one-sided play in the first half, I tended to agree with him. The Giants could easy score two more touchdowns or three field goals. Even if the Bears did nothing, someone's wife was getting fucked by three men for sure. The four of us needed turnovers - maybe several of them. The three men busied themselves by continuing to rummage through our possession during the break. Tommy gathered all of our wallets together. I saw him collecting all of our driver's licenses, credit cards, and all other identification he could find. These monsters knew who we were and where to find us. That thought troubled me as I sat in silence. Start of the 3rd Quarter The ball belonged to the leading Giants to start the half. But on the opening kick, the Giants' return man was hit hard causing a fumble which the Bears' Frank Watkins grabbed for a turnover. It set the Bears' up in scoring position, but for the moment allowed us to return clothing to one of our wives. Billy turned to us, "Well, good news for y'all. What'll be?" Walter and I discussed it briefly. Angie was behind in the game. We requested her skirt. She eagerly slid her skirt back up her shapely legs as the game returned. 3rd Quarter (14:50 remaining) She didn't need to. On the first play from scrimmage Jim Harbaugh found Thomas Waddle for a 26-yard completion for the touchdown. "Oh, so sorry," came the leaders' sarcastic remark as my bride handed him her skirt for the second time. 3rd Quarter (13:55 remaining) New York held onto the kick this time and went on offense at the 21. Ed McCaffery's 21-yard reception moved the Giants into scoring position inside the Bears' 30. Rodney Hampton pushed New York on with an 18- yard catch down to the 10. The Giants had a first and goal. Angie was in real danger of exposure and watched the game nervously. I had a difficult time following the action as the two underlings hovered close to the television, praying for the score. The Bears' defense held on two runs to begin the series and sacked a scrambling Hostetler on third. The evil men would not see breasts just yet. But they were about see a whole lotta leg. The Giants settled for the 26-yard field goal. That meant that Valerie owed her skirt. Just as Angie before her. She reluctantly lowered the zipper holding the long straight skirt on her body. Her narrower hips allowed the garment to begin its fall on its own. A subtle rotation of her mid-section and its removal was complete. I had never seen her in that state before. Modesty was drilled in to her since she was a young girl. So even with all of the interaction we have had over the years, I had never even caught a glimpse. Her unveiling interested me as much as her captors. What I had thought about was not even half the truth. Her legs were never-ending. As she did her obligatory spin, I saw the form of her small-ass better than I ever had before. There were four men besides her husband worshipping her at the moment. The battle was lost. Two beautiful women, down to their bra and panties was too much. Strangely and shamefully, that they were under such duress only added to my arousal. At the end of the break, that arousal was open for all to see. My cock is much like the rest of me in that it is completely average. There is no other way to describe me. At 5' 10" and 160 lbs, I go unnoticed in most rooms. And if one were line-up a group of cocks, my 7" would likely be the same. It is enough to avoid ridicule, but nothing to attract attention - except at that moment. "Hey y'all looks like the white boy likes dark meat" chided one of the assistants. Every eye in the room went to my erection. I flushed with embarrassment. The increased blood-flow only stiffened me more. The first drops of pre-cum oozed out and slithered down my twitching shaft as the group watched. In my humiliation, I looked down. When I did a movement to my left caught me eye. Walter was in the same condition I was. His cock was somewhat larger than mine and looked to be about 8 ½ inches. And it was just as hard. He may have escaped ridicule, but at least I had company in my shame as our wives' defiling continued. When the game returned, the mood in the room grew serious. There were no more even mildly innocent pieces of clothing left. Against the desire of my penis, I was praying for a turnover. 3rd Quarter (6:32 remaining) The Bears returned the kick off to the 32. A three and out forced a Chicago punt. 3rd Quarter (4:52 remaining) With a fair catch the Giants took possession at their own 24. We got a fumble on a second down, but offense recovered and it helped neither wife. It did lead to a failed third down and Giants punt. 3rd Quarter (3:09 remaining) Chicago crossed mid-field on an 8-yard completion to Guards with 1:34 left in the third. Start of the 4th Quarter The last quarter began with the Bears facing a second and 10 at the Giants 46-yard line. A holding penalty moved the Bears back to their end of the field. That penalty proved to be too much to overcome and on fourth the Bears punted. 4th Quarter (13:47 remaining) The punt stopped inside the five. The Giants could not move the chains and had to give the ball back to the Bears. 4th Quarter (11:45 remaining) After the punt Chicago was back in business at the New York 47. The third down sack meant the ball went back to the Giants. 4th Quarter (10:04 remaining) This time the punt went for the touchback. With an 11-point lead, the Giants turned to the running game. That was good news for our cause. The following punt gave ball back to the Bears at their 47 with under 7 minutes to play. 4th Quarter (6:55 remaining) A first down pass to Anderson netted another first down at the Giants 42. We caught our next break on the following play. Harbaugh misfired out into the right flat and the pass was intercepted by Giants safety Lamar McGriggs. He returned it 14-yards and gave the ball to the Giants. The disgusted men looked to us for our choice. The women were tied. I acquiesced to Walter and we chose for Val to regain her skirt. 4th Quarter (6:03 remaining) We were hoping for a clock eating possession for the Giants that produced a field goal at the worst. We got a three and out that took the clock down close to four minutes. The back and forth action of the opening minutes of the quarter had been perfect. With a little luck, we stood a good chance of surviving the ordeal. 4th Quarter (4:31 remaining) Chicago turned to its hurry up offense and aided by a New York personal foul quickly across in Giants' territory. A 14-yard completion to Anderson put the Bears in field goal range at the 29. However it seemed unlikely they would kick one being down 11. They didn't need to. On third, from the 26, Harbaugh found Waddle down the numbers for a 26-yard strike. The six-point score would cost Angie her bra. The men would at least see something and with over two minutes remaining, the contest was far from over. Chicago trailed by five and so went for two to setup a game-tying field goal. The attempt was good and the so the Bears trailed by three. With the scoring settled out, the room focused on Angie. She pressed her eyes shut and fumbled with the heavy clasp for a moment before the elastic band went limp. Crossing her arms over her breasts, she leaned forward until the shoulder straps fell down her arms. At that point she froze and looked at me for re-assurance. With my cock fully stiffened as a backdrop, I tried to give her my most comforting gaze. "Come on now, honey. Don't make me come take it from you," came her orders. She shut her eyes and took a deep breath. The air filling her lungs lifted her ample bosom just as her arms fell to her side allowing the brassiere to float to the ground. "Damn..damn..damn," the leader uttered as my bride's full tits filled his eyes. His followers again surrounded Angie to take in her charms. I thought as I observed the drama unfolding in front of me. The first time I remember meeting Angie was before she started developing breasts. And since that noticeably started at 10, it means we had been friends for a long time. I knew every boy she dated and there weren't many serious ones before me. In our friendship, we talked about everything. With all of that in my mind, I could not in that moment remember her even hinting that she had removed her top for any of those boys. That meant this was the first time, any one other than her doctor and I had laid eyes on these breasts. There was no way the oafs in this room could know that and I as sure as hell would not tell them. When the game returned, the men didn't. They knew it was a slim chance that any more clothing was coming off. They wanted to drink in Angie as deeply as they could in that moment. 4th Quarter (2:12) With all three times out and the two minute warning to come, Chicago kicked the ball deep for a touchback. The Giants started at the 20. Predictably, they came out running. Two short runs brought up a third and 6. They gained 5. Chicago used it second time out. 4th Quarter (1:19) A nice return put the Bears in business at the 48. The game was not over. A field goal meant overtime and at least one more score. A touchdown meant a naked wife getting herself fucked. The quick punt turned everyone's attention to the game. The Bears' first play went for 17-yards to fullback Brad Muster to the Giants' 35. The Bears were already in field goal range with 1:11 to play. Another completion moved Chicago down to the 27. They called their final time out with 45 seconds to play. They caught the Giants by surprise on second down and Neil Anderson turned the corner to the left side for 18 yards to the 9. The Bears spiked the ball and stopped the clock with 27 seconds left. With no time outs, Chicago had one shot at the end zone. A touchdown granted these men the night of their dreams. Chicago played for the field goal. Anderson centered the ball in the field of play for the kick. On third the Bears spiked the ball with 10 seconds left. That setup the game tying kick. The Bears drilled home the 26-yard field goal to force overtime. Valerie removed her skirt. She was safe in overtime barring a missed field goal. Angie had to avoid a cheap touchdown. A nice safe field goal to end the game in overtime would expose Val's breasts but get us out of the evening with no lasting harm. Overtime "We still a got a chance." Billy tried to rally his troops as the extra period began. Chicago won the toss and began with the ball at the 28. Chicago came up 2 yards short on its first series and had to punt. Overtime (13:06 remaining) New York returned the favor with their own three and out to start overtime. Overtime (11:25 remaining) The Bears began at their own 30. First down went to Guards for 17 out near mid-field. Muster put Chicago in field goal range by breaking through the middle of the Giants defense for 15,8, and 9 yards on consecutive plays. Chicago had a first down at the 14. I was praying hard that they would set up a sure field goal instead of risking the turnover by going for 6. They ran again on first. Harbaugh took a naked bootleg down to the 11. On second down from the 11, the game ended. Chicago didn't setup for the easy field goal. My prayers went unanswered. Instead they pitched the ball to Neil Anderson on a sweep to the wide side of the field. It was perfectly blocked with the right tackle sealing off the inside pursuit and the wide receiver to the right side delaying the cornerback. The outside linebacker and safety had too much ground to cover. Anderson waltzed untouched for game ending touchdown. They were about to claim my bride. The tears that began rolling down my face matched those on Angie's. No sound of her sobs could be heard in the room. Its walls reverberated with the shouts of victory from our tormentors. The celebration continued unabated for several minutes. There was no need to hurry. No commercial break was coming that might change their fortunes. I couldn't help but reflect on that last turnover. Valerie was sitting with two pieces of clothing protecting her sweet frame. One of those could have been Angie's right now. But neither was and Angie was about to be completely exposed and abused. I was absolutely certain that she had never known any man other than myself. She was no virgin when we married, but I do remember the special night I pressed into precious body and took her tokens of virginity. We had never parted from each other since then. Life would never be the same after this night. Slowly the exuberance died and the men approached my bride. Their captain reached for Angie's hand and politely asked her to stand. "My dear, I believe you are wearing something that belongs to me. Would you kindly return the item, please? Angie's hands were shaking uncontrollably. She made several aborted attempts to insert her fingers into the taut band of her panties. One last attempt met with success. She provided little drama once her hands grasped a hold. She pushed the white undies swiftly down her legs and to the ground. In one motion, she kicked them in the direction of our host and sat down crossed leg on the bed. Billy scoffed at this last effort to conceal her modesty. Eager hands took Angie's folded hands from her folded lap and pulled my wife back to her feet. Shakily she supported her own weight and was ready for inspection. The men's eyes went straight to work inspecting the final treasure my lover possessed. "Spread those legs a little, sweetie." With tears falling to the ground, Angie lightly shifted her weight to one side and then back, allowing each foot to slide out slightly. The change was subtle but meaningful. Angie's bush was not shaven, but it was well trimmed down. She was on her way to the beach and needed her bikini area clean. Those preparations exposed the full and sensitive outer labia of her pussy to the wandering eyes coveting her now. Billy instructed her to turn around. Her glorious ass was now theirs to take in. It turned many men's eyes its way when wrapped in denim. But now it called out for the attention of every cock in the room. Five men stared at its full fleshy form and imagined sliding their cocks into it. Again Billy added to his instructions and had her bend over and place her hands on the bed. As she did the full length of her pussy and ass opened like the petals on a flower. She had showed them her all. The time was nearing for them to have it. But Billy had one more card to play. He instructed Angie to climb up on the bed and to the side for a moment. His attention drifted to the scantily clad wife that had escaped from the game. "Valerie, you won the game and can walk out tonight free and clear. But your good friend over here is about to get her brains fucked out by three men. She is going to be fucked until we run out of gas. Sometime tomorrow, when we're done with her, she'll be bruised and sore and just tore up all the way around. Now, I know you don't want that for her do you?" Valerie shook her head in agreement. "So you'd like to help her out then?" Billy asked. Fearing the direction this was heading, Valerie nodded. "Good. Three men on one woman is a tough night on the woman. But I'll tell you that 3 on 2 would be a lot easier. Two of you could wear us out much faster than just the one. But it's your call. You can stand up right now and show us the rest of your incredible body and join Angie on the bed. Or you can go sit on the floor by the men and wait for us to be done over here. Your call." Billy stood in line with Walter to block he and Val from making eye contact. She got his message. This was her decision alone. Valerie turned and looked at the quivering Angie on the bed and her tender, well- trained heart went to her friends' aide. It left Valerie with no choice but to stand and reach for the clasp of her small bra. Val's bared body was nothing short of statuesque. Every inch was lean and sculpted. Her finely toned frame left little excess flesh for large breasts. In fact, there size meant her bra was mostly for decoration. The most striking feature of her tits was their long, thick nipples. I had gotten a hint of their fullness behind the lace of the brown bar in which they had been hidden. But now, they stood erect with their size exaggerated by the small base on which each stood. Valerie had more growth in her bush than did Angie. Given her concerns with modesty, her attire on this trip would have been more conservative that of my bride. She had less need to stay closely trimmed. Billy's examination of Val continued with a spin and a push to place her bent at the waist and face on the bed. The poor hotel lighting and the dark hue of her skin coupled to obscure the details of her pussy from my view. I did not feel cheated. Her legs had no end. They simply flowed forever down from her ass seated on a plateau above. Her ass was easily her best feature. It was the best of both worlds. Nicely contained behind her narrow hips, it also was fully rounded. It ensured that her slender body was never accused of being shapeless. Billy instructed Valerie to join my wife on the bed and began to question them. He soon learned that both had neither had sex besides with Walter and I. He was astonished that the revelation and quickly devised a plan to take advantage of it. He began with Valerie. "Valerie, you are about to get fucked. And I do mean fucked. If you can think of it, my boys and I are about to do it do you. You will be sucking all of our cocks. All of us will eat your pussy tonight. We will all be in your pussy and yes, even up that tight little ass of yours. You do understand this, right? She gave a sobbing nod of her head. "Good. Again, I am not an unreasonable man. So I will give you a choice. You can just jump right into it with me and my boys and let us be the first men to use and abuse you other than Walt. . ." he paused to let the tension build, ". . . or you can give your tits, pussy, and ass to little Johnny over there. Your choice, you can ease into everything with a good friend or jump right into the fire. Oh by the way, Angie here is about to get the same offer, so don't worry about her just yet. What'll it be?" Valerie's eyes glanced quickly around the room to her three friends looking for some guidance. I'm not sure what message she saw reflected in those faces. But in a short moment, her decision was made. She agreed to the offer. Angie had little choice at that point and also agreed with the plan. Billy elected to start with Val and I. His two henchmen loosed me from my chair and re-bound me to the nearer bed. I lay spread-eagle on my back, unable to move. "Ok, sugar. You've got ten minutes. Anything you don't want us taking first. You'd better get busy and give it to Johnnie there." Billy started a timer on his lcd wrist watch. Walter's wife moved slowly as she approached. We looked at each other for several seconds. I could see the resolve slowly building in her eyes. Once it had solidified, she lowered her body on to the bed beside me. I willingly sucked in the long nipple she offered my mouth. Her delicate fingers wrapped around my twitching cock and stroked the length of my shaft as I moved between her small breasts tasting her exotic flesh. Our time was short and so she wasted little time in moving forward. Valerie shifted her position on the bed. I was disappointed as her nipples were pulled out of my tongue's reach. But an instant later, they were replaced by an even better offering. Her long legs surrounding my chest and sliding apart directed my eyes up her smooth thighs. At their top I found the expected and coveted treasure. Val allowed her knees to separate until her pussy rested lightly on my chin. For a moment, I hesitated as a twinge of guilt came upon me. But the smell of her body betrayed her growing arousal and erased those thoughts from my mind. Just as I extended my tongue for the first time to take in her juices, I felt the warmth of her mouth engulf my cock. The flick of my tongue along the length of her opening naturally matched the rhythm of her mouth's repeated circuits on my penis. She was finely skilled and I knew if given just a few minutes my cock would completely succumb to her mastery. But again, she felt the clock ticking. I felt I had barely begun the exploration of her most intimate of gifts before it to was pulled from my restricted reach. This time I again saw her head approaching me as she spun around the second time. I knew what was coming and had never dreamed that this moment was ever going to occur. Little time was available to reflect on how amazing the woman astride me was or how incredible this moment should have been to me. She had a mission to accomplish. And so she pressed her body down hard and quick once the head of my cock was in position. Her vagina was ready to accept me and in one push, she fully impaled herself on top of me. She remained upright as we fucked for the first time. My prone posture on the bed gave her long torso the appearance of almost never ending. Val's pussy gripped tightly around my cock. The ebony goddess could have owned me if she had been that kind of woman. The spectacle unfolding before my eyes had me mesmerized. Only Steve's count down broke the spell, "Two minutes, sweetie." Walter's wife knew there was one deed to be done. She removed my throbbing cock from between her legs and rotated her body over. In this position, my dick was now pointing to an opening that even Walter had never used. She was a virgin to this kind of sex and fumbled around for a minute before finally catching the swollen head of my penis against her small anus. I was still dripping from the mixture of my flowing pre-cum and the juices of her sex. It made the insertion go easily enough that Valerie's courage remained in intact. Just as the electronic chime of Billy's watch sounded, Val completed the initial journey down my length. She lay on her back on top off my chest. Her legs were spread wide and her pussy completely open to the view of our captors. Billy announced that her time was up. He instructed Valerie to remain in that position while the two to us watched the scene from across the room. Walter was bound to the other bed and Angie was given the same ten-minute clock. I watched as Angie mimicked her counterpart's dance. My cock throbbed incessantly in Val's ass as my bride offered herself to another man. Walter greedily sucked in Angie's full breasts and smooth pussy as each was placed at his mouth. She hurriedly worked his large erection in and out of her mouth and coated it with as much of her saliva as she could. My wife's small pussy struggled to expand to take in my friend girth. But she slowly opened under the pressure and slid his dark member into her vagina. Just as before, Billy announced the two-minute mark and Angie responded on cue. She turned over and placed her full ass atop the black man's cock. She cried aloud as the fat club pressed the tight muscle of her sphincter into submission. The couple made repeated short strokes and on each down stroke another inch of Walter disappeared into my bride. Her ten minutes were over and lay just as Valerie now did. Our brides each impaled upon another man's cock. The final countdown was now over. Three men had been waiting several hours to sample our two fine women. And now the moment had come. Billy again took charge of his group and claimed the first right to both women. He instructed Valerie and Angie to rise and switch places. Each was told to sit astride her own husband's stomach. When Angie sat down the wetness of her pussy was unmistakable. Billy announced that he would begin by taking Angie. He walked to the side of our bed. He hands reached out and touched her naked body for the first time by landing on her shoulder. He slid one hand down and cupped her breasts as his other hand lifted her chin. I had a clear view of his fingers roaming over her tender glands and of his tongue filling her mouth. He next climbed on the bed with the two of us. He straddled my head facing Angie. This put his cock line with my eyes and barely two feet above me. So when his hands went to the back her of head and he pushed her lips to his groin, I was forced to take it all in. I saw her lips open and her tongue slowly extend as the blood-filled head of his cock worked into her mouth. My eyes beheld each thrust deep into her throat as he began fucking her face. The sound of every slurp my bride made filled my ears as she struggle to keep pace with his pounding. The moisture of each excess drop of saliva of Angie's watering mouth fell on my neck and face. It was humiliating and shameful. I had never been more aroused in my life. Billy wanted me to see her defiling up close. He did not move, but spun her around so that her hips were now in my same line of sight. This time I watched her labia spread as she opened to welcome him. Each thrust deep inside my wife was burned in my memory. Every withdrawal flung some of her nectar from his cock and onto my face. My ears were again filled with the sounds of his impacts against her firm ass cheeks. And somewhat more faintly I began to hear her moans. Those sounds moved Billy to give me another experience. He climbed down from the bed and instructed Angie to kneel on all fours with her head in line with mine. I could not see past her hanging breasts to what he was doing. But the shifting of the bed told me that he was now on the foot of the bed. "Now sweetie, I want you to tell your husband, everything I am doing to you. Don't leave anything out - and be sure to tell him how it feels." Billy commanded. Angie began her tortured description, "Oh baby, I so sorry about all this. He's taking his finger and rubbing up and down my pussy. I'm sorry but I'm wet for him...ohhh...now he's fucking me with a finger...oh god...i feel his thumb rubbing my clit...oh god...yes....i'm so sorry babe...it feels so good....now he's got...two...three fingers in me....mmmmm....god....yes....oh no...he's playing with my ass now....ooooH...he just spit on me....unngh....oh god no...he's got finger in my ass.....he's fucking me both ways now.....wait, my pussy is empty.....oh yes...oh yes...he's...licking...my clit...oh god, it feels so goodd.....im soory...baby....i'm ....going.. too.....ooooooo." Angie lowered her head down to my side and the groans of her orgasm filled my ear. Billy paused just long enough for the wave to settle. He appeared over her body and I knew he was about to press into her recovering pussy. "Keep on telling him sweetie. Let him hear about how you're getting fucked and lovin' it." Angie resumed as Billy pressed into her body. Her voice was shaky and broken. "Baby he's in my pussy now..." With each thrust she took a small gasp of air. "god, yes....god yes...that feels good...." She stopped informing me and began to encourage her rapist as her arousal grew again, "oh yes...fuck me....fuck me....fuck me.....give me that cock.....oh...oh....fuck....oh god yes....harder..harder....i'm gonna cum again....fuck me...that's it....yeah...oh god...oh god.....yessssss." Billy slowed his pace and waited for my bride's second climax to lessen. He then turned her over so that her back was on my chest. He spread my wife's legs wide and folded her supple body in half. He leered over her exposed form. "One last thing sweetie, I'll tell your little hubby about this one." He shifted himself around for a moment out of my sight. I knew what he was doing. In this position, Angie's ass was high off the bed and spread open for him. I felt her spent body tense as his cock found its mark. "Sweet Jesus, she's got a tight ass," he said in my direction Angie slowly relented to his presence and he was able to begin pumping her ass with his dick. "Damn, this is sweet. First Mr. Walter and now good ole' Billy, looks like you won't be any better than number three in this ass," he taunted me. "Oh, wait. I bet my men will take her to....looks like your number 5 in here....if she'll ever let you....I bet your darling Angie might just be too messed up from the whole night to let you fuck her ass at all...." Billy's taunts drifted into hysterical laughter as he thought about that possibility. Billy finally gained some composure and spoke to Angie, "I'm staying in this ass until you cum again. You better help me out some or this could be a long night for you." With that he took her right hand and placed it on her mound. Angie obediently began massaging her clit as his slow paced thrusting in her ass continued. It took a couple of minutes of rubbing but she steadily built toward her third orgasm. I knew the sounds well. She was getting close again. Billy sensed it also. "You better ask for permission. Let me hear you beg your new master to cum....Out loud now where we all can hear it..." Angie was delirious with the intense stimulation of the night and fell perfectly into the role Billy had given her, "yes master....i need to cum...please master Billy...please......please let me cum...I'll do whatever you say....just...oh god...please...let me cum..master....." "Cum," came his reply to her pleas. On cue the workings of her fingers sent her over the top for the third time. I felt her muscles all over her body contract in her orgasm as she cried out in thanks to her master. Billy was in complete control of my wife. He climbed off the bed. He sat Angie's weary form back into an upright position astride my chest again. His attention then turned to Valerie. Billy turned to his two men, "Angie is yours now. Have fun." As the process began afresh with Angie, I saw Billy begin the same torture of Valerie. His sun burnt and worn hands grabbing at the chocolate colored nipples protruding off her smooth chest was the last sight I was able to take in. The naked forms of two men surrounded my head on either side. I saw two dicks waiting at Angie's mouth for her to begin. She alternated between the erections demanding her attention. Neither man had Billy's staying power or control in just a few strokes Tommy on her left sprayed his first load of the night all over Angie's luscious breasts. His white seed coated much of both lobes in seconds. "Get your husband to lick those tits clean. I want my bitch all pretty when I'm fucking her." Angie followed the Tommy's instructions and lowered her dripping tits to my mouth. It should have disgusted me. The thought of licking another man's cum off of her chest should have sickened me deep inside. But as the tips of Angie's breasts reached my lips I found myself craving the salty taste she had brought to my mouth. I devoured her chest. Each swipe of my lips and tongue searched for more of her creamy body to claim. My wife's lowered chest granted access to her pussy and ass. The remaining assailant seized the opening the harshly shoved his manhood into the tender passage. His thrusts were hard and fast. Angie's breasts smothered my face with every impact as I continued cleaning. Pacing was not Vic's concern. He wanted to fill Angie with his seed right then. That wish was granted. My bride's breasts were pulled from my face as the rapist in her pussy pulled back on her hips. He shoved his entire cock in to her and shot stream after stream into her pussy. My job was not done. Vic apparently wanted a clean fuck-toy also. As soon as he wiped his relieved erection against Angie's ass cheeks, she was spun around. Her ass was placed over my face. Gravity forced his semen to begin leaking from her pink folds as the darkness imposed by her groin descended to my mouth. I have always loved spending time licking Angie's pussy. As Billy has shown earlier, having her clit stroked and licked arouses her faster than any other sexual act. Now I was getting the chance to do it. But the taste was not her pussy. I was sucking down the cum of another man just to get my bride ready to be fucked again. My cock was ready to explode. Billy was still working over Valerie as I finished Angie's grooming. So, the two henchman still had some time left on this side of the room. They wanted her ass. Again she was folded over and her legs spread above her head. Her attendants were still semi-erect and each forced his cock partially in her. But the resistance of her nearly-virgin ass proved to much for their dying cocks at the moment. That gave them idea. My cock was rock hard and had been for at least a couple of hours. Sat Angie up astride my groin. Vic grabbed a hold of my dick and held its struggling shaft still as Angie was instructed to lower herself onto me. And so with the help of my wife's rapists, I first entered her sensual ass. I was the fifth man that night to press past her anus, but the numbers didn't matter. It felt great. The tight grip of her sphincter sent chills across my body. I soon realized what the men had in mind. They lowered Angie fully onto my cock and instructed her to lie back onto my chest. My cock held her body elevated and fully exposed. I soon saw the head and chest of her attacker appear above the swell of her chest. Her moans told me when they made contact. His exhausted cock had enough rigidity left to slide into the wet pussy in front of him. Angie was now full in a way she had never known before. She didn't need to speak to tell me how she felt about it. Immediate the cries and moans of her arousal filled the room. The double invasion had sparked an insatiable lust in my lover. Her hips bucked wildly and she cried for both us to fuck her harder and deeper. The idle rapist called to "God damn it Billy, you gotta see this shit!!" Billy left his dark skinned prey and joined the assault on Angie again. He saw his limped dick friend struggling to keep up with my frenzied bride. A quick shove and Billy replaced his underling. The two displaced men took the opportunity to begin their investigation of Valerie. Billy had still not cum that evening. He meant to now. I felt him enter Angie. The man in her before had not been fully erect. Billy was and so was I. The thin membrane of flesh which separated our cocks felt non-existent. I could feel every thrust Billy made. I felt every twist and turn Angie made with her hips to heighten her pleasure. I also felt as Billy reached his goal and began to spasm with his delight. Every pulse of cum shooting down his shaft into Angie's womb pressed against my cock. The sensation was simply too much. I exploded just as Billy shot his last shot. My cock was on fire in her ass. I poured every ounce of lust I had for my wife into her body. She responded in turn. Her orgasm hit as mine subsided. She just reached up and clutched a hold of Billy's shoulder and her body shook with her fourth orgasm of the night. When she had recovered enough to move, she placed her pussy and ass at my mouth again. No one had to her to move into that position. She wanted me to clean her again. It was her decision. I eagerly complied. My tongue darted in and out of her gaping pussy. I hurriedly collected the steady stream of my own cum oozing from her ass. I was ready to service my wife in any way she needed. There was a brief lull in the action while the spent men recovered their strength. But Valerie needed not to have worried. The three were engulfing her soon enough. She received the same treatment as Angie had. Her response was no different, neither was Walter's. Late in the evening, our wives were collected and taken through the doors of our adjoining rooms. Walter and I were blind folded and gagged. I heard the sounds of Angie's and Val's cries on and off until I drifted into a troubled but satisfied sleep. Around mid-morning I awoke to the sight of my beautiful wife removing my blindfold and remaining bonds. My arms were stiff from being bound all night. Her naked body was covered in bruises. Valerie's dark skin covered her abuse better, but she had been used just as hard. The men had left during the morning while the women finally were allowed some sleep. Everything was gone. All of our money, clothing, luggage, and looking out the room window we could see that our car was gone also. The four of us sat naked in the room for sometime in silence. A lot had gone on that night before. None of us reacted in ways which made us proud. We all knew things about each other now. We all knew that the women loved sex, rough sex, in a way we never dreamed. We knew that each husband secretly desired the other's wife. We knew that the wives would willingly submit to either husband. Our relationships would change. The four of us would either drift apart in shame or embrace this new freedom and open the marriages to each other. Only time would tell. This aborted vacation had been a crossroads. Life would never be the same. In time, we called the front desk and reported the assault. The authorities took the report down, but nothing ever came off it. Insurance replaced the car and a few quick calls cancelled all of the endangered credit cards. Life seemed to return to normal. We went home and resumed our daily routine. For a time none of us wanted to deal with the pressing issues that each knew needed attention. That was until about a month after we all returned home. On the same day each couple received a small package. In it there was a simple unsigned note saying, "Be seeing you soon!" The only other item in each package was a picture. Walter had carried his Polaroid camera on vacation with him. Angie and I received a picture of her lying on his barrel-shaped chest with his cock stuck in her ass. Walter and Valerie received its partner showing Val spread atop me impaled on my dick. There were pictures of the night and our rapists were coming to town for a visit. We guessed they would need a place to sleep.