Gang rape in a car

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It had been a long time since I'd visited my parents in the countryside, so my wife and I decided to go see them.

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—definitely a bombshell.

We waited a long time for a long-distance 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 began the bumpy ride.

Since I was facing the back of the bus, I could see directly what was under my wife's skirt. She was wearing pink lace panties, and I could almost see her pubic hair. I smiled at her when I saw this, and she knew what I was looking at, so she deliberately spread her legs apart and smiled back.
Next to my wife was a burly young man with a shaved head who looked quite savage. He kept glancing at my wife's chest, and I knew that from where he was looking, he could probably see her nipples. Besides, the last row of the bus was the bumpiest, and my wife's breasts were swaying. That guy was really having a feast for the eyes!

I didn't care; let him look. After all, my wife was so beautiful that any man would look.
The bus drove for a while, and some people got off. I sat in a window seat and started to
doze off. Suddenly, I was awakened by a woman's scream, "What are you doing!"

It was my wife's voice. I immediately realized what was happening, followed by a "smack."
I turned around and saw my wife's face contorted with rage, while the young man next to her covered his face. I knew what had happened; that guy must have taken advantage of my wife and gotten slapped in the face.

"Damn it, you bitch, you dare hit me!" The young man's face flushed red as he grabbed my wife's hair.
I quickly pushed through the crowd, grabbing the young man by the chest and saying, "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 beside 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 man and a fat man twisted my hands behind my back.

"So what if he touched your tits? 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're so ungrateful, I'll make you look bad in public." The guy who'd been slapped said, then ripped open my wife's top, revealing her bra.
At that moment, everyone on the bus turned to look.
"Listen up, everyone on the bus: those who behave, you can all enjoy a good show. Anyone who doesn't know what's good for them, we brothers will cripple them on the spot. You know—we're in a place with no one else around for miles." The scarred man glanced at the passengers, 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. Those in the back, please make room."

Immediately, the passengers in the back rushed to the front, leaving only my wife, the five bald men, and me in the back two rows.
My wife, like a frightened bird, huddled in the back seat, covering her chest, too afraid 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 see your performance! This prime seat in the first row is reserved for him, hahaha!"
Two men forced me to kneel in the aisle, grabbing my hair and forcing me to look up.

Three other men surrounded my wife. Fatty and Blackie held her hands and feet. My wife struggled desperately, but at first she was no match for them, and they quickly subdued her, pushing her towards Scarface.

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

"Wow! Such big, white breasts! It's such a waste to hide such beautiful breasts! They should be shown to everyone!" Scarface lewdly grinned.

My wife had completely given up struggling, closing her eyes and resigning herself to the humiliation. She knew resistance was futile; what awaited her was a gang rape by the five men.

Seeing that my wife wasn't resisting anymore, the fat man and the charcoal-faced man released her. The moment they did, my wife instinctively covered her breasts and curled up into a ball.
"I took off the top for you, now you'll have to take off the bottom yourself. You need to understand that the audience doesn't want to see rape, they want to see your performance. You also need to know what the consequences of not cooperating will be," the scarred man said, giving a wink to the guy holding me down.

That 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 pulled down her skirt.

"Look! Ladies and gentlemen, the woman who seemed so proper just now was actually wearing such lewd underwear!" the fat man shouted. At this moment, all the men on the bus, young and old, craned their necks, drooling.
"Take it off!" the five bald men shouted in unison.

My wife reluctantly removed the last barrier covering her body.

"Come on, let the brothers see, what's the difference between this aloof woman and a whore?"

The five guys all sat down in the last row, placing my wife on their laps, and then meticulously fondling every part of her body.

The first one was the fat guy, my wife's head resting on his thick thighs. He gently touched my wife's face, ears, and neck, and even leaned down to kiss her lips

. The second one was the charcoal guy, who vigorously kneaded my wife's breasts, sucking on them 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 had slapped. He and the scarred man were fondling my wife's most intimate parts, taking turns inserting their fingers deep into my wife's body. Each insertion aroused my wife's slight moans and trembling.
The last one was the tall guy, who stroked my wife's flawless white thighs, but his eyes were fixed on my wife's vulva, which was being stretched open.

As for me, I remained kneeling in the aisle, staring blankly at the scene before me, not daring to stand up.

Of course, there were also a whole bus full of passengers, who certainly wouldn't miss this spectacle.

Watching them flip my wife over and over, I actually started getting excited and hard,

haha! So she gets wet just like a slut! After changing positions a few times, the fat man 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 if you enjoyed it, you slut," Scarface commanded.
"Yes, it was very comfortable," my wife finally managed to utter after a long pause, tears of humiliation streaming down her face.

"So you're the same as a whore! Are you a whore?" Scarface continued to press.
"Yes, I'm the same as 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, it's our turn to be comfortable, come and give us a blowjob." After Scarface finished speaking, he took off his pants, and the other four quickly followed suit, still sitting in the last row, suddenly five penises standing there all at once. *
My wife stuck her butt out high, and each of them gave them a blowjob. They were afraid they would ejaculate, so they made my wife blow for a while and then immediately switch to another person.

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

's thing was the thickest, almost bursting my wife's mouth.
They kept rubbing my wife's clitoris and labia with their fingers, keeping her excited. When she was giving blowjobs to the scarred guy in the middle, her big, white ass was 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 fuck her from behind first. I'll continue enjoying this bitch's oral skills," the scarred guy said. After their commotion, they finally took turns.

My wife lifted her ass and stood in the aisle, leaning against the scarred guy and continuing to give him blowjobs. The other four guys lined up behind my wife's ass

. The fat guy 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!" sound, and pushed her big, white buttocks back to meet the fat man's thrusts.

"Damn, that's so exaggerated! You're so excited you've left my dick out." After saying that, the scarred man grabbed my wife's head and shoved his penis back in. My wife could only make muffled "oohs".

"How about it, mine is much bigger than your husband's, right!" After saying that, the fat man grabbed my wife's big buttocks and thrust 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 spat out the penis in her mouth from time to time, panting heavily.
The other three, watching from the sidelines, were practically masturbating. The tall one said, "Damn, that's so unfair. With that fat guy fucking this bitch, it's too easy for the rest of us to fuck her."
Just then, Scarface's face contorted; he ejaculated. My wife tried to move her mouth away, but he grabbed her head and forced all the semen down her throat.

"Bitch, swallow it all," Scarface yelled.

My wife had no choice but to swallow all the semen while being thrust into by the fat guy.
With her mouth suddenly empty, she began to moan loudly. I knew she was now completely lost in her desire, forgetting her current situation. She was starting to enjoy it.

The fat guy finally ejaculated too. He let out a muffled roar and stopped thrusting. As he pulled his penis out, a large amount of semen came out, some sticking to her pubic hair, and a few drops dripping down the aisle.

My wife leaned back in her seat, her head bowed, her long hair obscuring her beautiful face. Her buttocks remained raised high, her breasts appearing even larger due to the position, and she was still panting heavily.
The tall man, disregarding the large amount of semen still inside my wife's vagina, thrust his penis into her, causing her to throw her head back in excitement once more.
The car continued driving through the boundless wilderness, everyone in the carriage immersed in boundless desire.
One after another, they penetrated and ejaculated. My wife remained standing in the same position the whole time. After the five men finished their round of gang rape, my wife's buttocks, thighs, and the ground were covered in semen. Of course, most of the semen was inside her, causing her lower abdomen to bulge slightly.
Scarface, while playing with my wife's breasts, said to me, "Your wife really gave me a good time. Hold her and let me take a good look at your wife's cunt. How can she be so resilient?"
I didn't expect him to humiliate me like this, actually wanting me to hold my wife. I knew that since he had this idea, all resistance would be futile.

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

. They all laughed when they saw me holding my wife in this position. Scarface
,
however, really took a good look. Suddenly, he shouted, "Look! This bitch is definitely different; her clitoris is exceptionally large."
I
knew perfectly well that my wife was like that; her clitoris was incredibly developed. It wasn't noticeable normally, but it became very prominent when she was aroused. Besides, even though she'd been fucked for so long, she hadn't reached orgasm yet, so she was extremely erect. At this point, just a little clitoral stimulation would bring her to orgasm immediately.
Hearing Scarface say this, the other four men also came over to look, all saying they'd never seen such a developed clitoris.

Scarface turned to me and said, "Let the audience see it too; who's ever seen such a large 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 wet from the recent gang rape, and the semen constantly leaking from her vagina.

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 her 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 lower body, 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, you have to look, or I'll strip you naked for your son and everyone else to see." The scarred man said viciously to the woman, then turned to the boy with a grin and said, "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, grabbing 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

." The boy then turned his face towards my wife's vulva, which was covered in semen and vaginal fluid. He was so close that, because I was holding her in that position, her vulva was 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 torment is it to show a little boy her 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, why don't you ask that bitch?" Scarface grinned wickedly at the boy, then leaned closer to my wife, "Give the kid a sex education lesson. You be the teacher, and give a proper introduction to your cunt!"

My wife, looking at the scarred man's ugly face, was on the verge of tears. "Please, don't make me do such shameful things. He's just a child!"
"Shameful? Is being a teacher shameful? Teachers are the most sacred profession! Quickly introduce your body. Are there any other children? Come here, teacher's about to start class!" the scarred man shouted.
Soon, 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 still held my wife's legs, spreading 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 permeating the carriage. During their abuse of my wife, I actually felt the same excitement as those thugs; my penis was painfully hard.

My wife's body trembled slightly in my arms, whether from excitement under the boys' gaze or from the overwhelming shame of being exposed.

She ran her hand across her lower abdomen and slowly moved it towards her open vulva, parting her labia with her fingers to fully expose her clitoris.
"This is a woman's clitoris, the easiest place for a woman to get excited. It feels very good when touched, and 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 below is the vagina, for men to insert."

"Teacher, like the uncles did just now?" The boys actually mistook my wife for a teacher and even asked a question, causing the men on the bus to burst into laughter.

My wife's face immediately turned 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 boy asked,

which made the men laugh even harder.
"I'm not in pain, the teacher is just excited, it feels 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 own erect penis, can you ejaculate?" a slightly older boy asked.
The fat guy 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 the teacher say it feels good to be touched by a man? Why don't you go touch your teacher?" the fat guy said, chuckling to himself.
The boy reached out to my wife and pinched her erect clitoris with his fingers, slowly rubbing it.

My wife instinctively moaned, the stimulation from being played with by an underage boy was unprecedented, and soon a large amount of vaginal fluid gushed out along with the semen from before. "
Go touch her all together! Your teacher's a slut, it'll only feel good if you all touch her together!" Scarface incited the other three kids to join in.

"And didn't your teacher say she needs something inserted into her vagina to feel good? Your dicks are too small, use your hands!"

Hearing this, the kids all reached for my wife, seven or eight hands groping her body. My wife's moans grew louder and louder, echoing throughout the carriage.

One kid tried inserting his fingers one by one into my wife's vagina. Finally, he put all five fingers together and slowly inserted them into her vagina. My wife probably felt pain and pulled her buttocks towards me. To reduce her pain, I spread her legs wider, allowing 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 outside. At the same time, a large amount of semen overflowed from the gap in her wrist.
Everyone in the car was stunned by this scene, even the bald guys exclaimed how exciting it was.
Afterwards, the boy used his hand to imitate a man's penis, thrusting in and out, his forearm immediately covered in white semen. The other boys continued to touch my wife's body, one of them still rubbing my wife's clitoris.

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