Home Invasion Threesome: Lonely Housewife's Ravishment Fantasy Turns Real

I never thought when I was growing up that my life would turn out this way. How did I go from Miss Popular in high school to a 27-year-old married housewife with no children? My husband, Ken, and I married young, and I love him with all my heart, but here we are, years later, living in a house in the suburbs with him always away on business trips.

 

I constantly crave attention when he is gone, and I find myself fantasizing about being with other men, even strangers. I was bored, I was lonely, and I was so horny I was going through batteries like crazy!

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It was a Friday, and Ken was supposed to be back home Monday. I was counting down the hours as I stepped out of the shower and toweled off. I dressed in the bedroom in front of my full-length mirror. "Going for a walk would be just the thing I needed to get my mind off things," I thought to myself as I pulled on my lilac shorts, snug over my nice round ass.

 

I smiled. Ken loved spanking me when he was driving his hard dick deep inside me. He loved me on my tummy so he could grab handfuls and watch his throbbing cock slide in and out of my wetness. Fuck! I was thinking about it again! I grabbed my tank top and slipped it on, my nipples hard and sensitive against the fabric, pulled my long brown hair up into a high pony, and slipped on my walking shoes.

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I stepped out of the front door as it was just beginning to get dark. I hadn't planned on walking far but enjoyed all the second looks I got as people passed me. I could imagine almost any of them with me in some naughty sexual encounter, and it made the fabric rubbing against my clit almost torture. It was well past dark when I found myself back at my front door. For some reason my motion lights weren't working as I fumbled with my keys and unlocked my door. I didn't even have a chance to step inside before I was confronted by three men in masks. I was pushed inside, blindfolded, pushed down into a chair, and tied at the hands and feet, legs spread open wide.

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"Who are you?" I asked. "What do you want? Please don't hurt me. I don't have much money in the house, but you can have it." My heart was racing.

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"We don't want your money," a low, demanding voice rang out. "There are three of us, and we are going to take turns fucking you, and you are going to suck us all off. You are tied up so you can't fight us and blindfolded so you can't see us. You will do what we say, and if you don't scream, we won't hurt you."

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"Oh, please," I begged, scared as I should have been in the moment but maybe also a bit excited, not knowing why. "Don't do those awful things to me. I am a good woman, and my husband wouldn't want you to touch his property. Take whatever you want, but don't hurt me." I was feeling more scared. "Don't put your big, hard cocks in my mouth and make me suck you off until you fill my mouth with your hot, delicious cum." That last plea was so they wouldn't get violent with me as I said it softly.

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"We know your husband is out of town until Monday, and he can't help you, Melissa," a voice said from behind me. "We have been watching you, and we know all about you, and we are in charge, so pay close attention and follow orders." I moved my hands and feet a bit and noticed how loosely I was tied, and I wondered if it was on purpose. Were these guys just playing with me?

 

And I thought to myself, Oh, I sure hope so! "Get her, John!" I heard one of the guys say as I was picked up and placed over his shoulder. "Upstairs to the bedroom!" was the next order, and I could tell we were moving up the steps. I then realized that this person knew the inside of my house, and I didn't know whether to panic or get excited at the possibilities.

 

"Be careful, there's loose carpet on the last step," I said without even thinking. The three laughed as another voice said, "Put her sweet ass on the bed, Frank!" I was tossed roughly on the bed with a pillow under my head.

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"This is my bed," I continued, wondering what was next, actually getting excited but still scared. "This is where my husband and I make love. Oh, please don't defile my marriage bed. Don't put your big hard cocks in my tight, wet married pussy and fuck my brains out." I couldn't believe my own words. Was I wanting this?

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"Shut up, whore!" the one named Frank retorted. "Like John told you, we are in charge here, and we are all going to take turns fucking you! You can't stop us, so you should probably try to enjoy it!"

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I felt two strong hands grab my tank top and tear it off me. "My new tank!" I protested while the one named John cut my shorts off. "You bastards! Have you no decency? Please leave! Leave me alone and leave my house!" I was really scared now, and the three joked about how wet I was, lying there naked and blindfolded with my hands tied behind my back.

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"That's a beautiful pussy, Melissa!" Frank said, and I wished so much I could see his face when he talked dirty to me. I wanted to see them all. My thoughts were interrupted by the feel of tongues and mouths on my nipples. I could feel them grow harder, and my pussy tingle with pleasure. In a moment where I should have been terrified, I was arching my back, offering more to their hungry mouths.

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"You animals! Leave me alone! Go away!" I said those words—they actually came out of my mouth—but my body spoke an entirely different language. My back arched, legs spread, and soft moans of pleasure were coming from my lips. I was loving it and getting more turned on every minute. My pussy wet the sheets beneath me, showing my assailants just how serious my denials were.

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"Get this bitch wet, Bobby!" I heard right before I felt hands on my ankles and my legs being spread. "Fuck, I wish they would let me watch," I mumbled to myself as I could feel Bobby getting on the bed between my legs. The next thing I felt was a pillow being pushed against my pussy, and I lifted my ass off the bed to let it be positioned underneath me.

 

Knowing what was going to happen next, I held my breath in anticipation. Once I felt the warmth, the touch, the tongue moving up and down my neglected pussy, I almost lost it. I wanted to grab this guy's head and grind his face into my pussy over and over, but my hands were tied, and I had to remember: serve your purpose, Melissa!

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"You filthy pervert! What are you doing to me?" I said, breathing faster while this complete stranger licked and sucked my married pussy. I thrashed around on the bed, moaning and complaining until Frank growled, "Shut that bitch up!" Before I could say anything else, I felt John getting on the bed and kneeling beside my head. Although I couldn't see any of them, I knew by his location by my head what it was he wanted. John put his cock against my lips.

 

"I've got a nice cock here for you to suck, Melissa! Now open up your mouth and show me what you're good for!"

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I turned my head away and spat back, "Get your nasty dick away from me, you filthy pervert. I am a married woman!" "C'mon, Melissa, this is a really nice cock, and I know you are gonna like it! And I'm not asking! I'm telling you: open your fucking mouth and suck a real man's dick, slut!"

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I turned my face toward John, with my lips parted a bit. He put his cock between my lips and rubbed it there for a few seconds before I turned away. "Oh, you're disgusting! My husband kisses me there, and you want to defile my mouth with your filthy cock?"

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"You know you liked it, Melissa! It felt good, didn't it? You know you want to choke on this monster cock!" I turned my head back again. This time my mouth was open a little farther, and John shoved his cock back to my throat, pushing in deep and fast. "I want to see her choke!"

 

Frank blurted out, his mouth on my nipples, biting hard.

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John shoved his dick into my mouth, and I could feel my pussy cream into Bobby's mouth. When he finally let me have a breath of air, I turned my head quickly away.

"If you keep doing that, you'll squirt your nasty cum into my mouth," I retorted. All three laughed, and this time when John slid his throbbing cock into my mouth, I took over, sucking his delicious cock all the way into my mouth and swirling my tongue around the tip as he moaned out, "Fuck, don't stop!" And while I had been protesting before, now I was completely into sucking John's dick and unaware that I was humping Bobby's face, covering him in delicious juices.

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I was really enjoying sucking John's cock, bobbing my head up and down, taking the entire thing into my mouth over and over again, and then lifting my head so my lips contained only the head. John was moaning in pleasure, saying, "Fuck, Melissa, you do that so good!" I playfully stopped sucking and mumbled around his cock, "How do I know you won't squirt a lot of nasty cum in my mouth?"

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John would have promised me the world to get his cock back in my mouth. "I promise you that if my cum isn't the most delicious treat you have ever tasted, I will untie you, and you can go free." Now, while I wanted to be anything but free, I also wanted John's cock back in my mouth. Seconds later, my head was bobbing up and down, and John's cock was again going in and out of my mouth.

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The more I sucked, the harder John got, his balls so full, and I was so fucking turned on to have control of the moment. John was moaning louder, and I could feel his cock flexing and throbbing in my mouth. Frank was horny, and I could see him clenching his hands and straining to avoid cumming too quickly so he could enjoy my talents for a while longer.

 

"You ready, bitch?" he said, almost short of breath. "Cum for me!" I begged, mumbling around his huge cock. And within the next seconds, John was cumming into my mouth. I kept sucking slowly, milking his cock, filling my mouth full, opening it so the last drops could drip out like a slow rain and collect with the rest in my mouth. "Swallow!" an order that had me on the brink of orgasm.

 

I closed my mouth and swallowed slowly. John took his cock and ran it along the corners of my mouth where some cum had spilled out and ran it back into my mouth, where I licked off cum from the outside and sucked again gently for any drops left on the inside. And with the excitement of sucking that dick and getting my pussy licked, I came right then and there, hard.

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"You little slut!" John blurted out. "Can't suck a dick without cumming!" I lay there, twitching in pleasure for a moment, feeling so naughty and good at the same time, so excited for what was to come next.

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As soon as I caught my breath, the first thing I said? "If you disgusting perverts are through abusing me, would you please leave? I still think of myself as a decent woman, even though you have had your disgusting way with me!" My legs were sprawled open, and all three laughed as John ordered Frank, "Get that horse cock of yours into her pussy!"

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Frank rolled me over onto my stomach and pushed a few pillows beneath me. With my hands still tied behind me, Frank said, "Do you think you can handle this, bitch?" and I could feel him laying his cock in my hands. I had never felt one that big in my life, but I was sure eager to try it out. I pushed my ass back towards Frank as he used his fingers on my pussy to open it up for him.

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"You monsters!" I yelled into the pillows. "Have you no respect for the sanctity of my marriage bed? Would you defile what my wonderful husband, Ken, has always called his own?"

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"We are going to defile you and this bed in every way possible, Melissa! And you are going to beg for more!" John said, as Frank said, "You are about to get fucked big time." Then he grabbed my hips and pulled me to him, and I could feel his huge cock pressing against me. How I wanted to see it—if only the blindfold were gone.

"Stop! Don't! I am a good, decent woman.

 

You can't do thiiiiiiiiii!!" I cut off my complaints at the shock of Frank's big cock entering my pussy even a short way. "Owwwww" was my reaction when he thrust still more of it into me. "Aaahhhhhhh!!!" was my response when the big cock was in me all the way, and I gripped the pillows and buried my face deep into them. "Oh, my God," was what I said when Frank started fucking me with his first stroke.

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"You perverts," I protested! "Is there nothing that is too indecent for you to do? How long are you going to continue to abuse me?" And those were the only words I could get out as Frank increased the strength and depth of his strokes and punished my little married pussy. Oh, the pain and pleasure were a mixture that had me wanting him to stop but ready to beg him for more.

 

My orgasms were hard, my body was shaking, and over and over again he pulled me to him, whispered in my ear not to move, and for a brief moment just let me feel him throbbing inside me, making me cum every time.

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"Bobby, get that dick in her mouth. Use this bitch," John was ordering again. I could feel Bobby move around to my head and slide his groin beneath my face. "Melissa, I have a really nice cock for you to put in your whore mouth. You liked the other one, but mine is even better."

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"I don't want to put your nasty dick in my mouth. I kiss my husband with my mouth, and how can I do that if I let you put your dirty cock in there?" "It's not a nasty thing or a dirty thing. It's a real nice cock, and you will like it a lot. It's nicer than the other guy had, and you liked his." I think we both knew he was telling the truth at that moment.

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Bobby positioned himself beneath my head, moving all the pillows to the side, and shoved his hard dick deep into my mouth, using my hair to bounce my head up and down on him. And as he fucked my face, the bouncing pushed me back against Frank, who was still fucking me hot and heavy from behind.

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"My turn!" I heard John say it, and I was a bit confused, but as I was rolled to my side and felt a body behind me, I began to understand. Bobby had shifted, and I was sucking his dick from the side. Frank now had my legs wrapped around him and was lying in front of me, his monster cock never giving my aching pussy a break, still pounding away as John moved closer, lubed up his cock that he had managed to get hard again, and I felt the pinnacle of pain as he slid inside my ass.

"You perverts," I protested! "Is there nothing that is too indecent for you to do? How long are you going to continue to abuse me?"

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There was no laughter, no more jokes, just me—blindfolded and naked with three hard cocks plunging into all my holes simultaneously. The sensation was more than I could bear, almost, but I rocked back and forth, meeting each thrust, and each time I did, it created new waves of pleasure for all of us.

 

All three assailants were really loving it, and their pleasurable moans had made an erotic trio. Two strange cocks stroked slowly into my ass and into my pussy as I moved back and forth and up and down and sideways to give maximum pleasure to myself and two of my assailants.

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Bobby's cock was getting maximum pleasure, and I only stopped sucking long enough to beg him to remove the blindfold. The idea of watching me suck his cock must have been appealing because he slowly slipped the blindfold from my eyes. I looked up at him—his smile, that blonde hair, muscles—perfect, especially when I looked down at his big thick dick. He held my hair back and watched as I broke character and sucked his dick like I had loved him forever.

 

"Melissa!" he whispered. I looked up with his dick still deep in my mouth. "I'm going to cum!" I tightened my lips around his shaft and sucked faster and deeper as he watched his cock sliding in and out of my mouth. When I felt his cock throbbing, I knew he was about to cum, so I shortened my stroke, making sure that he would ejaculate onto my tongue and that I would get the full taste of his yummy load.

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He grunted, his cock jerked, and his cum spurted onto my tongue. I savored the taste and then swallowed it and started slowly moving my mouth up and down on his cock, my lips tight so I could milk out all the cum. When I had gotten it all, I took his cock out of my mouth and held it so I could lick off everything on the outside.

"You are just as bad a pervert as the other guy was," I said, smiling and winking at him. "Your dick was nasty and dirty, and you squirted awful stuff into my mouth."

 

This was being said between licks of his cock to be sure I got all the "awful stuff."

With my mouth empty, I turned my full attention to the two cocks thrusting in and out of my pussy and ass. Realizing for the first time there was a full-length mirror on the wall and I was no longer blindfolded, I finally got my first look at John and Frank. Frank, a big Black guy, which made sense because he was hung like a horse, and John, a hot but short, stocky Latino. I watched intently as they fucked me and begged them to untie my hands. Once my hands were free, I encouraged them to let me "enjoy" them.

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With dicks still hard and ready for more, I turned to the side and stroked John, sucking him again like I was starving. I instructed Frank to oil up my big tits and run that big cock of his through them. I loved it—fucking my face and my tits, and I still got to suck them both in between.

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Then the phone rang. "Answer it," John ordered, so I did. It was Ken! "Hey, baby," I said nervously as I am getting titty-fucked and a dick keeps getting shoved into my mouth. "You're where?" "But I thought you wouldn't be home until Monday." The dick in my mouth erupts, and I try swallowing and talking to my husband at the same time. "OK, baby, see you in 30 minutes. I love you!"

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I hang up the phone. "You guys gotta go—NOW!!!" I look at myself in the mirror. There was no way I could clean everything up in 20 minutes.

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"Looks like hubby will finally find out what a cock whore his wife is." They all laughed as Frank hammered his big black dick between my tits. "Damn it!" he said. "I wanted more!" he said as he exploded between my tits and onto my face and hair. Cum dripped off of almost every inch of my body.

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Everyone grabbed their things and headed out the door, smacking my ass for good measure. "Clean yourself up! You're a mess!" John ordered.

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I smiled.

 

"When it comes to ravishing and abusing a girl, you disgusting perverts don't fool around, do you?"

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