My wife was gang-raped on a long-distance bus. (Qingdao MM +346206757)

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My wife was gang-raped on a long-distance bus.

It had been a long time since we'd visited my parents in the countryside, and my wife and I were planning to go.

My wife was dressed beautifully, wearing a low-cut, flesh-colored blouse that generously revealed a large expanse of her white breasts and cleavage, paired with a white, knee-length, form-fitting skirt, making her look incredibly sexy—a true bombshell.

We waited a long time for a bus to the countryside. Once on board, we found it almost full, with only one empty seat in the last five-seater section. I let my wife sit there, and I placed my suitcase next to the driver and sat down, then endured the bumpy ride.

Because I was facing the back of the bus, I could see directly under my wife's skirt. She was wearing pink lace panties, and I could almost see her pubic hair. Seeing this, I smiled at my wife. Knowing what I was looking at, she deliberately spread her legs slightly and smiled back.

There was a burly young man next to my wife, bald and looking quite savage. He kept glancing at my wife's breasts, intentionally or unintentionally. I knew that from his gaze, he could probably see her nipples, and besides, the last row of the bus was the bumpiest, so my wife's breasts swayed with each movement. That guy was really having a feast for the eyes.

I didn't care; let him look. After all, my wife was so beautiful, any man would look.

The bus drove for a while, and some people got off. I took a window seat and started to doze off.

Suddenly,

I was startled awake by a woman's scream, "What are you doing?" It was my wife's voice. I responded immediately, followed by a loud "slap."

I turned around and saw my wife's face contorted with rage, and the young man next to her covering his face. I knew what had happened; that guy must have taken advantage of my wife and gotten slapped by her.

"You bitch, you dare hit me!" The young man's face turned red as he grabbed my wife's hair.

I quickly squeezed through the crowd, grabbed the young man by the chest, and said, "What do you think you're doing?"

At that moment, my wife sobbed and said to me, "Honey, he touched my breasts."

I was about to retaliate when I noticed four bald young men standing next to me.

"I'm doomed," I thought to myself, "They must be in cahoots; I'm no match for them."

Just as I was stunned, a tall guy and a fat guy twisted my hands behind my back.

"So what if he touched your breasts? We're going to fuck you anyway," one of them, a scarred-faced man, said to my wife, resting his chin on his hand.

"Touching you is a favor we brothers do for you. Since you don't know what's good for you, I'll make you look bad in public." The guy who had been slapped finished speaking and tore open my wife's top, revealing her bra.

At that moment, everyone on the bus turned to look.

"Listen up, everyone on the bus: If you behave, you'll get to see a good show. Anyone who doesn't know what's good for them, we brothers will cripple them on the spot. You know, this is a place with no one else around for miles." The scarred man glanced at the people on the bus, and the bus fell silent.

Seeing that no one dared to speak, the scarred man laughed loudly and said, "Very good, then the show begins. Please, those in the back, make room."

Immediately, the passengers in the back rushed to the front, leaving only my wife, the five bald men, and me in the last two rows.

My wife huddled in the back seat like a frightened bird, clutching her chest and not daring to make a sound.

"Weren't you so arrogant just now? Why aren't you making a sound now?" the scarred man said, touching my wife's face.

"Let your husband have a good look at your performance. This good seat in the first row is reserved for your husband, hahaha."

I was forced to kneel in the aisle by two men, who grabbed my hair and forced me to look up.

The other three men surrounded my wife. Fatty and Blackie grabbed her hands and feet. My wife struggled desperately, but at first she was no match for them. They quickly held her tightly and pushed her in front of Scarface.

Scarface reached behind my wife and slowly unhooked her bra, then suddenly ripped it off, revealing her firm, white breasts.

"Wow, what big, white breasts! It's such a waste to hide such beautiful breasts. They should be shown to everyone," Scarface said with a lewd grin.

My wife had completely given up struggling by this point. She closed her eyes, ready to endure the humiliation, because she knew resistance was useless. What awaited her was a gang rape by the five men.

Fatty and Blackie released her when they saw that my wife was no longer resisting. As soon as they let go, my wife instinctively covered her breasts and curled up into a ball.

"I took off the top for you, now you have to take off the bottom yourself. You need to understand that the audience doesn't want to see rape, but your performance. You also need to know what the consequences of not cooperating will be," Scarface said, giving a wink to the men holding me down.

The guy immediately pulled out a dagger and held it to my neck. I was so scared I didn't dare move.

Seeing this, my wife stood up, sobbing, and slowly took off her skirt.

"Look, folks! That prim and proper woman was wearing such lewd underwear!" the fat man shouted.

At this moment, all the men on the bus, young and old, craned their necks and swallowed hard.

"Take it off!" the five bald men shouted in unison.

My wife reluctantly took off her last piece of clothing.

"Come on, let the brothers see what's the difference between this high-class woman and a whore."

The five guys all sat in the last row, placed my wife on their laps, and then carefully played with every part of my wife's body.

The fat man sat in the first seat, my wife's head resting on his thick lap. He carefully touched my wife's face, ears, and neck, and even leaned down to kiss her lips.

The second one was the bald man. He vigorously rubbed my wife's breasts, sucking on one after another. When he removed his mouth, I noticed that my wife's nipples were already erect with excitement.

The third one was the one my wife slapped. He and Scarface were playing with my wife's most intimate parts, taking turns inserting their fingers deep into her body. Each insertion elicited a slight moan and tremble from my wife.

The last one was the tall guy. He stroked my wife's flawless white thighs, but his eyes were fixed on her increasingly stretched vulva.

As for me, I remained kneeling in the aisle, staring blankly at the scene before me, too afraid to stand up.

Of course, there were also the passengers on the bus; they certainly wouldn't miss this spectacle.

Watching them flip and turn my wife over and over, I actually started to get excited and erect.

"Haha, so she gets wet like a slut," after changing positions a few times, the fat guy pulled his fingers out of my wife's vagina and held them high for everyone to see.

Everyone on the bus saw his fingers glistening, covered in my wife's vaginal fluid. Actually, everyone knew that any woman would get wet from being played with like that.

"Tell everyone, did you enjoy it, you slut?" Scarface commanded.

"Yes, it's very comfortable." My wife finally managed to utter these words after a long pause, tears of humiliation welling up in her eyes.

"So you're the same as a whore? Are you a whore?" Scarface continued to press.

“Yes, I’m just like a whore, I am a whore.” My wife was forced to say this, tears already forming a poignant arc on her face.

“Look how comfortable this whore is, now it’s our turn to enjoy ourselves, come and give us a blowjob.” Scarface said, pulling down his pants. The other four quickly followed suit, sitting in the last row, five erect penises standing there all at once.

My wife stuck her butt out high, taking turns giving them blowjobs. They were afraid they would ejaculate, so they would have her take turns after a while.

The tallest one had the longest penis, and my wife could only take half of it in before she couldn’t take it anymore, but he still grabbed her head and pressed it down, causing her to choke and roll her eyes back.

The fat guy’s penis was the thickest, almost bursting my wife’s mouth.

They kept rubbing my wife's clitoris and labia with their fingers, keeping her aroused. When she was giving oral sex to the scarred man in the middle, her big, white buttocks were facing all the passengers and me on the bus. We could all see my wife's labia, and her vulva was filled with clear, lustful fluid.

"Alright, time for the main event. You guys go and do her from behind first. I'll continue enjoying this bitch's oral skills," the scarred man said.

After their commotion, they finally took turns.

My wife lifted her buttocks and stood in the aisle, leaning against the scarred man and continuing to give him oral sex. The other four guys lined up behind my wife.

The fat man went first. When he pressed his thick glans against my wife's labia, my wife stopped moving her head, seemingly preparing to receive, or rather, enjoy, this long-awaited penetration.

The fat man slowly inserted his entire penis. My wife spat out the scarred man's penis from her mouth, raised her head high, let out an "ah," and pushed her big, white buttocks back to cooperate with the fat man's penetration. “

Damn, this is so exaggerated, you’re so excited you’ve left my dick out.” Scarface said, shoving his penis back into my wife’s head. My wife could only moan softly.

“How about it, mine is much bigger than your husband’s, right?” Fatty said, grabbing my wife’s big ass and thrusting rapidly. Because his penis was so big, when he pulled it out, it turned out the pink flesh inside my wife’s vagina, bringing out a lot of love juice.

My wife kept spitting out his penis and panting heavily.

The other three people watching were masturbating. The tall one said, “Damn, this is really unfair. With Fatty fucking this bitch, it’s too loose for us guys to fuck.”

Just as they were laughing, Scarface’s face started to contort. He ejaculated. My wife tried to move her mouth away, but he grabbed her head and forced all the semen into her mouth.

“Bitch, swallow it all.” "Scarface shouted.

My wife had no choice but to swallow all the semen while being thrust into by the fat man.

With her mouth suddenly empty, she began to moan loudly. I knew she was completely absorbed in her boundless desire, forgetting her current situation; she was beginning to enjoy it.

The fat man finally ejaculated, letting out a muffled roar before stopping his thrusting. As he pulled his penis out, a large amount of semen followed, much of it sticking to her pubic hair, and a few drops dripping into the aisle.

My wife leaned against the seat, her head drooping, her long hair covering her beautiful face, her buttocks still raised high, her breasts appearing even larger due to the position, and she continued to pant.

The tall man didn't care ..." My wife still had a lot of semen inside her vagina when he inserted his penis, which excited her so much that she tilted her head back again.

The car continued driving through the boundless wilderness, and everyone in the car was immersed in boundless desire.

One after another, they penetrated and ejaculated. My wife remained standing in that position the whole time. When the five men finished their gang rape, my wife's buttocks, thighs, and the ground were covered in semen. Of course, most of the semen was inside her, and her lower abdomen was slightly protruding as a result.

Scarface played with my wife's breasts while saying to me, "Your wife really made me cum. Hold her and let me take a good look at your wife's cunt. How can she be so resilient?" "

I never expected him to humiliate me like this, actually making me hold my wife. I knew that since he had this plan, all resistance was futile.

So, I picked my wife up from behind, like holding a child to pee, facing Scarface.

They all laughed when they saw me holding my wife like that.

Scarface actually looked at her seriously, and suddenly he shouted, 'Look, this bitch is really different, her clitoris is especially big.'

I knew best that my wife was indeed like that; her clitoris was particularly developed. It wasn't noticeable normally, but it was very obvious when she was aroused. Besides, although she had been fucked for so long, she hadn't reached orgasm yet, so she was particularly erect. At this time, as long as she was given a little stimulation to her clitoris, she would immediately orgasm.

Hearing Scarface say this, the other four people also came over to look, and they all said they had never seen such a developed clitoris.

Scarface turned to me and said, 'Let the audience see it too, who has ever seen such a big clitoris?'" "

My wife kept her eyes tightly closed. She knew she was about to endure something far more humiliating than gang rape: having her husband hold her, exposing her erect clitoris, her labia still raw from the recent gang rape, and the semen constantly leaking from her vagina to all the men, women, children, and elderly people on the bus.

I picked up my wife's burning body and took that humiliating first step. I saw many pairs of eyes staring hungrily at my wife's genitals, and drool dripping from their mouths.

I carried my wife to the nearest row of seats, where a middle-aged woman in her forties was sitting with a boy. They looked like mother and son. The boy was staring intently at my wife's genitals, swallowing hard
. It must have been the first time he'd ever seen a woman's body, and so close at that. The middle-aged woman glared at her son and snapped, 'Child, don't look.'

The boy glanced at his mother and reluctantly looked away.

'Damn it, I told you to look, so you look. Otherwise, I'll strip you naked for your son to see, for everyone to see. '" "After saying this viciously to the woman, Scarface turned to the boy and grinned, saying, 'Do you want to see your mother's or this bitch's? If you don't want to see, I'll strip your mother naked, how about that?'

'No, please don't!' The woman said, clutching her clothes as if someone was about to strip her naked.

The boy also knew to protect his mother, 'I'll see, just don't bully my mother.'

After saying this, the boy turned his face towards my wife's genitals, which were covered in semen and vaginal fluid. He got so close that, because I was holding her in that position, her genitals were turned outwards even more, and he could even see the internal structure.

My wife leaned her head helplessly on my shoulder, staring blankly at the top of the car. What kind of torture is it to show a little boy your genitals after being gang-raped?

'What is a clitoris?' The boy looked for a while, then mustered up the courage to ask this question.

'Haha, I don't know either, you should ask that bitch.'" "Scarface grinned wickedly at the boy, then shoved his face close to my wife's, 'Give the kid a sex lesson. You be the teacher, and give your little hole a proper introduction.'

My wife looked at Scarface's ugly face and was about to cry. 'Please, don't make me do such a shameful thing. He's just a child!'

'Shameful? Is being a teacher shameful? Teachers are the most sacred profession. Quickly introduce your body properly. Are there any other children? Come here, the teacher is about to start class!' Scarface shouted."

Not long after, he called out three boys, who looked about twelve or thirteen years old. The scarred man told them to sit in the seats on either side. The four boys, roughly the same age, stared wide-eyed at the mature woman's body they had never seen before.

I was still holding my wife's legs, spreading them wide and raising them high, so that her anus and vagina were directly exposed to the air. After experiencing unbearable humiliation, I was already infected by the lewd atmosphere that filled the carriage. As they were humiliating my wife, I actually felt the same excitement as those thugs. My penis was already painfully hard.

My wife's body trembled slightly in my arms. I didn't know if it was because she was excited by the boys' gazes or because the extreme shame of exposure was making her about to collapse.

She ran her hand across her lower abdomen and slowly moved it to her open vulva, separating her labia with her fingers, making her clitoris fully protrude.

"This is a woman's clitoris. It's the easiest place for a woman to get excited. It feels very good when it's touched. It will get erect like a man's penis." My wife finally went all out, introducing her most private place to the boys in a trembling voice. "

The hole down there is the vagina, it's for men to insert."

"Teacher, like the uncles did earlier?" Those kids actually mistook my wife for a teacher and even asked a question, causing a burst of laughter from the men on the bus.

My wife's face immediately turned bright red, even her snow-white skin turned pink. "Yes, like the uncles did." "

Then teacher, why did you scream when the uncles were inserting into you? Did it hurt?" the youngest child asked.

This made the men laugh even harder.

"It didn't hurt, teacher screamed because she was excited, it felt good to have something inserted there." My wife's mind was starting to wander, and she was even calling herself a teacher.

"Teacher, I can ejaculate when I touch my erect penis, can you ejaculate?" an older boy asked.

The fat man next to him said, "Touch the teacher, and you'll know if she can ejaculate."

"Teacher, can I touch you?" The boy looked at my wife expectantly.

"Idiot, didn't your teacher say it feels good to be touched by a man? Why don't you go touch your teacher?" the fat man chuckled.

The boy reached for my wife and pinched her erect clitoris with his fingers, slowly rubbing it.

My wife instinctively moaned, the stimulation from the underage boy's touch bringing her unprecedented pleasure. Soon, a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out along with the semen. "

You two go touch her together! Your teacher's a slut; it'll feel better if you all touch her together!" "Scarface instigated the other three kids to join in.

'Also, didn't your teacher say that she needs something inserted to feel good down there? Your penises are too small, use your hands!'

Hearing this, the kids all reached for my wife, and suddenly seven or eight hands were groping her. My wife screamed louder and louder as she was touched, her moans echoing throughout the carriage.

One kid tried to insert his fingers into my wife's vagina one by one, and finally he put all five fingers together and slowly inserted them into my wife's vagina. My wife probably felt pain and curled her buttocks up. To reduce my wife's pain, I spread her legs wider to allow the kid's hand to slowly enter."

"Aww--" With a long, low growl from my wife, the thickest part of the boy's hand finally slid into her body, leaving only her wrist sticking out. At the same time, a large amount of semen overflowed from between her wrists.

Everyone on the bus was stunned by this scene; even the bald men exclaimed how exciting it was.

Then, the boy used his hand to mimic a man's penis, thrusting it in and out. His forearm was instantly covered in white semen. The other boys continued to grope my wife's body, one of them constantly rubbing her clitoris.

My wife had never been penetrated by such a large object before. At first, her eyes rolled back, but with the continuous thrusting of the arm and the constant stimulation of her clitoris, she slowly succumbed to an unprecedented pleasure. Besides panting heavily, she continuously welcomed each thrust with her body.

Suddenly, a strong tremor ran through my wife's body, and her entire body arched as if electrocuted. I knew my wife had reached orgasm.

"My hand is trapped, teacher's hole is clenching!" the boy yelled.

At this moment, many people stretched their heads towards my wife's crotch, looking at the junction of the arm and vagina.

I saw my wife's vagina contracting repeatedly, the tender flesh inside squeezing and releasing more semen.

After the last tremor, my wife slumped into my arms.

"Such a slut, she can even orgasm from a kid?" Scarface said in surprise.

When the boy took his hand out of my wife's vagina, his entire palm was covered in a white, sticky liquid.

Because of the long time that such a thick arm had been inserted, my wife's vagina took a long time to close.

"Teacher, I know our penises are too small to satisfy you, can you also use your mouth to... give me a blowjob?" After the boy finished speaking, he took off his pants, revealing a slender, underdeveloped, but erect penis.

"Yes, we want the teacher to use her mouth to... give me a blowjob." "The other three quickly pulled down their pants as well.

'Let the teacher rest for a bit, okay? The teacher is tired,' my wife said weakly, lying in my arms. '

Damn it, I told you to go give a blowjob, so you go? You really think you're a teacher?' Scarface said fiercely.

I helplessly put my wife down and watched as she bent over and put a thin penis into her mouth, starting to shake her head.

'Listen up, everyone else, whoever wants to fuck this bitch, step forward, but first, 500 yuan in cash, 10 minutes limit.'" "Scarface shouted at the people in the car.

No sooner had he spoken than someone shoved money into his hand. Soon, the aisle, behind my wife, was packed with people. I counted—twelve people. I thought to myself, 'Damn, they always act like upright gentlemen, but now their ugliness is showing.'

I started to worry about whether my wife's body could withstand being gang-raped by so many people.

Hearing the commotion behind her, my wife began to sob, because she knew another gang rape was about to begin.

The gang rape was happening in the hands of the bald men..." The process proceeded in an orderly fashion under surveillance. Because time was limited, the men barely engaged in any foreplay before inserting their erect penises one after another into my wife's vagina.

After her initial whimpers, my wife became excited, shaking her large buttocks and moaning loudly. I began to admire my wife's body.

After the sixth man ejaculated, Scarface checked his watch and said, "Time is running out. The remaining six, go to the five-seater in the back, three at a time, two at a time, use every hole on this bitch's body, save time."

My wife was terrified upon hearing this, clinging to Scarface's leg and crying, "Please, brother, please don't do it to my ass! It hurts there! Do it anywhere but my ass, okay?" "Ugh—"

I know why my wife is so afraid of anal sex. I did it once, and she was in so much pain she couldn't walk for days. She's never allowed me to do it there since. Now, with so many people doing it, of course she's terrified.

I don't know if Scarface took pity on my wife seeing her like this, but he thought for a moment and said, "Okay, then don't do the last two. Do it two at a time."

The two men at the back of the line were unwilling to give up. One of them whispered something in Scarface's ear.

Scarface slapped his thigh and said, "Good idea! Let's do it this way. Three at a time, two to her vagina, and the other to shoot in her mouth. Anyway, this bitch's cunt has been widened for so long, it should be big enough for two dicks to go in at the same time."

My wife didn't expect this outcome. Her anus was relieved, but her vagina was suffering. She thought: This is the only way. It's better than anal sex

. One man sat down on the stool first, and my wife faced him, straightened his penis, and sat on it with her wet vagina facing him.

After sitting down with her back to everyone, my wife masturbated a few times, then leaned over, placing her breasts on the man's head. Her genitals, with the penis embedded in them, were clearly displayed to everyone. We all saw that the penis had filled my wife's vagina completely. We were really worried for my wife, wondering if there was room for another one.

I couldn't help but ask my wife, "Honey, how are you feeling? Should we beg them again?"

"I feel okay, they should be able to tolerate it. I have to endure it so you won't get hurt." My wife even had a smile on her face, but I knew she was hiding her nervousness.

Another man climbed onto the seat, stood up, and shoved his penis into my wife's mouth. My wife freed one hand to grab the shaft, desperately sucking and spitting it out, hoping to end this nightmare as soon as possible.

A third man walked over, and when I saw his penis, I couldn't help but breathe a slight sigh of relief—thankfully, it wasn't too big.

He stood behind my wife's buttocks and tried to shove his penis into the hole that already had one penis inside.

As he inserted his penis, the other one slipped out. My wife tried to cooperate with both penises entering, but after a long time, they still couldn't go in together.

"Go help," Scarface pushed me forward.

I had no choice but to kneel on one knee beneath the three men's genitals, grasping the already inserted penis with one hand to prevent it from slipping out, while holding the other shaft and slowly pushing the glans into my wife's vagina.

At that moment, the bus was completely silent; everyone held their breath, watching this most lewd and poignant scene—a man inserting the penises of two other men into his wife's vagina simultaneously.

When both penises were fully inserted into my wife's vagina, she shuddered, spitting out the penises and letting out a long "Ah—!" The entire bus erupted in cheers, as if a great scientific experiment had been completed.

I watched the three men's joined bodies; they began to thrust, and my wife began to moan ecstatically again, experiencing a pleasure she had never known before.

Soon after, the three men ejaculated almost simultaneously, the semen gushing from my wife's mouth and vagina. But before it was all out, three more hard penises were immediately inserted, until another ejaculation occurred.

Less than ten minutes after the gang rape ended, the bus stopped. It was pitch black outside, with only a faint sign for a hotel visible.

"The bus is out of service, we have to stay here tonight. Everyone get off, we'll leave tomorrow morning," the driver shouted to the passengers. He glanced at my wife and me, then put his arm around the scarred man's shoulder and got off

. After hearing their boisterous laughter as they got off, I finally understood: they were all in cahoots, we'd boarded a thief's bus. Seeing the passengers getting off one by one, I quickly grabbed the fat man's hand: "Please change my wife's clothes... How can she get off like this?"

My wife was still curled up naked in the last row of seats.

The fat man grinned wickedly and said to me, "Getting clothes is easy. Our boss said, put this thing inside your wife's vagina, and we'll give her clothes." He then took out a toy-like object from his bag.

It was a plastic ball covered in bells, connected to the ball by a thin chain. He meant to shove the ball into my wife's vagina and let the bell swing between her legs.

How could she walk like that? I hesitated.

"To be honest, you have no choice. If you don't, the boss will make your wife get off the bus naked, and eventually, he'll still put this thing in her. If you do it now, you can at least change back into a skirt to cover up a bit."

"I'll do it,"

my wife ran over and said to me, "Honey, life is more important. We can't fight them." She took the plastic ball from the fat man, chopped off a tooth, and shoved it down there, leaving only a metal chain with a string of bells jingling between her legs

. "Good, your wife is quite straightforward. Clothes? Here you go. You don't need to wear anything underneath. Remember, don't take off the bells, or you should know the consequences." He then threw the top and skirt at me.

My wife got dressed and got off the bus, the damned bells jingling crisply between her legs.

Just as we reached the hotel lobby, Scarface and another unfamiliar cripple approached. Scarface handed over the keys: "Here are your room keys. Go and get some rest." He then deliberately reached down and tugged the bell under his wife's clothes, making a crisp sound that attracted curious glances from many guests. We took the keys and quickly headed towards our room, the bell ringing again.

As we walked, I heard the lame man say to Scarface, "What a fine piece of work! Tomorrow's show will be spectacular, hahaha!"

[The End]

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