My wife was gang-raped in front of me

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The nightmare is over for a year now, and our family has moved from that unfavorable bungalow into a new house near the school. We've moved from that dilapidated bungalow into a more comfortable home, and now we have a much better chance of finding a place to live. We're happy to have a better life here, and we can finally move into a more comfortable one. Recently, I thought of going online to confide my troubles to many people I can't meet, perhaps as a way to escape... It was early summer last year. My wife and I were strolling in the square in front of the park after dinner. My wife got interested and started dancing with some dancers. She was dressed casually that day, wearing a loose tank top and tight-fitting stretchy shorts. She was 35 years old, but her shapely figure and dazzlingly fair skin made her incredibly attractive! That's how we attracted trouble.
... Suddenly, my wife rushed up to me, begging me to go home immediately. She said two thugs were harassing her, trying to take her to a dance hall, and had even pulled and groped her.
My daughter is 12 years old and in school. My wife and I worked together to move outside and confront them, so as not to disturb our daughter.
Once we reached the alley outside, the two thugs, clearly drunk, still loudly demanded that my wife go dancing with them, arguing that otherwise they would be disrespecting them and my whole family would suffer.
My wife, ignoring my protests, actually agreed to go with them, hoping to escape our predicament.
Looking back now, I realize how weak and easily bullied I was, a key reason why I still can't forgive myself.
The two thugs took my wife away on their bicycle. I went inside and made up stories to coax my daughter into finishing her homework and going to sleep. But it was very late, and my daughter, missing her mother, refused to sleep. I had no choice but to hold her and talk to her gently like a child until she gradually fell asleep.
Perhaps I was too immersed in the act of trying to hide my emotions in front of my child, and I too drifted off to sleep.
I woke up abruptly; it was past midnight. I hurriedly threw on a coat and went outside to look around. The wind was chilly that night, and I shivered as I walked to the small road outside the alley. It was quiet and deserted. I didn't know whether to go east or west, so I wandered back and forth, figuring out that even the dance halls should be closed by now… Around 2 a.m., I heard the sound of bicycles in the distance. It was those two bastards returning with my wife. The short guy riding ahead saw me waiting by the roadside, jumped off his bike, and slapped me twice, hurling insults at me. I was caught off guard and could only run to meet my wife.
She had her head down, silent. A strong sense of foreboding washed over me, and soon, it was ruthlessly confirmed.
The short thug who hit me shook his head and said to me, "Just now, your wife was fucked by the two of us. We took turns fucking her so many times..."
My brain was buzzing and almost blank.
"But it was too dark, so we didn't get to fuck her properly. We've already arranged with your wife to come to your house the day after tomorrow... We're all just out of jail, we're all brothers. If you don't behave, your daughter won't be any better off. I bet she's grown up to be a bastard by now. Hahaha."
Faced with such vicious and unimaginably ruthless thugs, I really didn't have the courage to fight back.
My God! As far as I know, my wife was proud to be my student. From then on, she only followed me, and she gave me her virginity before she even graduated.
At this moment, all I could do was deceive myself and whisper to the thugs, "If you keep going like this, I'll have no choice but to fight to the death."
I didn't want to look, but instinctively I lowered my eyelids and glanced at this monster! His body was as thin as a rake, extremely haggard and small, but his penis was unusually large. Although he had satisfied his lust on my wife, and his penis was drooping, you could still see that it was as large as a donkey's.
The short thug hugged my wife in front of me and said:
"Ah, ha, but your wife's skin is so good, and she's so sexy, hey... now that it's dark, if we did it in the light, she'd be ecstatic, right? Ah, ha, ha... but we're only in our twenties, your wife's definitely over 30, we can't always be your gigolos, right?" I'm a man of my word, I just fucked your wife, fucked her too many times, ha, ha, ha... my cock... It's so hot, so hard, so incredibly hot ... As he spoke, he actually reached his hand inside my wife's shorts and grabbed and squeezed her buttocks.
He continued, "Brother, think about it, your wife has already been fucked by us over and over again, so one or two more times won't make a difference. It'll keep your family safe..."
My wife was clearly completely subdued by them, submitting without the slightest resistance.
I don't know where this guy got this surge of street smarts from, but I grabbed my wife and said to them, "Fine! If you don't act like real men, and come harassing me again after the day after tomorrow, don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Back home, my wife cried silently, sobbing as she washed her now-smeared body and clothes. I silently helped her. What could I say? I didn't have a single thought of complaining about her; after all, the thugs had forcibly dragged her away right in front of me. As a man, I felt I had failed in my duty.
Finally, we decided to send our daughter to her maternal grandmother's house the night after tomorrow, and to move or hide all the valuables in the house to avoid losing both our daughter and our belongings. While waiting for the storm to pass, I planned to find a place to wait for everything to end.
Getting into bed, I held her tightly and initially only softly asked, "Did they hit you?"
For some reason, I wanted to know more details, so I asked her again, "Did they do anything you couldn't accept?"
Silence.
"Like what abnormal actions?" I asked again after a while.
My wife still didn't immediately respond.
I said again, "This determines whether we have to fight them to the death!"
This time, my wife responded, "They might kill without blinking an eye!"
“If they’re really rough with you, then we can’t really do anything about it!”
I pressed for details.
“Come on, look at this big ass, fuck, it’s so fucking white…”
“No. On the contrary, you’re being bullied, you have no choice.”
She paused .
“They just changed positions from front to back, nothing else…”
“They just forced me to put their thing in my mouth, and told me they’d wiped it with their clothes…”
“I didn’t want them to ejaculate in my mouth, so they really didn’t.”
She stopped talking.
I asked again, “How come it lasted so long?”
My wife seemed to have overcome her fear: “They’re still young! They can do it many times. At first, they ejaculated as soon as they went in, but later they could last a long time. There was a time when they made me stand up, and then they touched and licked me from front to back, and even made me sit on them, just like that without moving much. I kept urging them to go home, but they always said they’d leave after this time…”
I asked, “Where did they take you?”
"It was right next to that overpass construction site, there were lots of cement slabs, but nobody was there. They seemed to have planned it all along, and they took me there directly. At first, I refused, but they threatened me, saying that even if they killed me, no one could solve the case. Also, they said they had their eyes on our daughter, that they just wanted to sleep with plump, white virgins. I was so scared I couldn't do anything..."
Okay, I don't want to hear anymore! We still need to seriously discuss what will happen the day after tomorrow!
My wife said that for our daughter's safety, we should just endure this ordeal. Anyway, they've already wasted their time, and I'm already this old; they can't keep bothering us.
...After those two agonizing days, the agreed-upon night finally arrived.
I was sweating profusely from fear.
I saw that my wife was also terrified. She said to the skinny guy, "We won't file a case.
Once they stop bothering us after today, that's it. But if they come again, we will definitely file a case."
The skinny guy stared at us for a while, then took out his phone and called his accomplice in. A moment later, the two thugs I'd been wanting to tear to pieces rushed in.
They immediately locked the door, but I said, "Don't lock it! I have to get out! Get your employee out with me too!"
This time, the taller one didn't yell, just leered at me. The shorter one, realizing the situation, turned to me, bared his teeth, and thrust into my wife with even more force, looking smug… My wife finally realized something was wrong, spat out his penis, and turned to see me!
The three of them laughed together: "Brother! Don't joke around. If you get out, we'll be waiting for you to bring the police to arrest us! Let me tell you, if you dare step out of this room tonight, we'll kill your wife right now! You believe me?!"
I believed them! They'd been drinking, and they were all very impulsive and aggressive. But God, that meant I had to be home too! I have to face all of this with my own eyes! And today, there's this even more disgusting creature, neither human nor monkey. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that this skinny monkey is missing a large part of one ear, seemingly burned off. No way! They're breaking the original agreement!
I don't know where I got the courage, but I shouted loudly, "This is your mistake! I originally thought it would just be the two of you, since you've already done that to me, but today there's another one. Doesn't that mean my wife will suffer another humiliation?! If you keep digging like this, then we'll all die!"
I don't know if it was nervousness or excitement, but my heart was about to jump out of my chest, and my voice became unusually hoarse. But the skinny guy was even more vicious. He ran to the kitchen, grabbed a cleaver, grabbed my collar, and pressed the cleaver against my neck: "I'll fucking kill you first!"
Then, he added menacingly, "I risked my life to come here today to fuck people! Even if I kill you two first, I'll still rape your wife's corpse!"
I sensed something was wrong and quickly pulled my wife home. But as soon as we entered the house, the two thugs followed us on bicycles. They barged into the house, vicious and threatening, swearing.
The cleaver felt cold.
The taller, quieter thug chimed in, "Let me tell you, brother, this guy's willing to cut off people's ears, you'd better not mess with him!"
I knew this was true.
The skinny guy continued, "Listen up, old man and young man, if you mess with me again tonight, I'll choose the knife over the ear!"
With that, he threw the cleaver onto the concrete floor with a clang.
I trembled all over.
At this moment, my wife, her voice trembling with tears, said, "What kind of reasoning can you possibly have?!"
The short, gruff thug, always quick with his words, bent down to pick up a kitchen knife from the ground, and grinned wickedly at me, saying, "Brother, this little rascal has no other hobbies than women. Don't let his skinny frame fool you, his dick is unusually big, twice the size of mine.
Haha. He's willing to risk his life to pave the way for us, all for this.
Ah ha. I'm telling you, if anyone tries to stop him from fucking a woman… ah, I won't even mention the unsavory consequences. Ah…"
I knew it was all in vain; those things were inevitable. I was truly terrified. I firmly believed that if anything else displeased them, at best we would be harmed, and at worst… The short thug who was the main character was pulling Skinny Monkey with one hand and pushing my wife towards the inner room with the other. As he walked, he turned back to me and said, “Brother, stay in the outer room and don’t cause trouble!”
This room was a suite. The inner room had a double bed, and the outer room had my daughter’s single bed and a dining table, etc. When my wife was led into the inner room by three thugs, she begged them to close the door between the two rooms. Of course, they refused: "You want your husband to run away?! What can he do if he hears?! Doesn't he know what fucking is?!"
It felt like a tightly strummed harp was playing in my head! I could only slump onto my daughter's bed. The door to the inner room was right next to me, and the voices were crystal clear… It was that short thug again, saying, "You idiot, you're so lucky today! Look, this is your favorite woman! White and fat, big tits, big ass…" He seemed to be talking to the skinny guy.
"Come on, don't move! I told you not to move! Stand still!" he commanded my wife.
"Come on, come on, strip naked, strip naked."
I heard my wife's elastic-waisted outer pants and shorts being pulled down at the same time—you know, the sound of those pants and elastic bands hitting her thighs.
Then, "smack," "smack," "smack," "smack," that was definitely the sound of slapping my wife's already exposed buttocks… My mind went blank again!
"Smack," "smack."
"How about that? I guessed right! Touch, touch, it really is smooth…"
the short bastard laughed happily.
"Suck," "Suck," "Suck," "Suck," "Hmm," "Hmm," "Hmm," "Hmm,"
"Hmm,"
"Damn, not much pubic hair, this big fat cunt…"
"Ah, ah, ah, ah, ha, so white! This kind of quality is rare, damn it, this big ass, come, come, come, let me kiss it first," Skinny Monkey yelled wildly.
It wasn't just his wife being stripped naked; there were also sounds of thugs undressing.
Just as darkness fell, a strange man suddenly entered the house. He was also in his early twenties, short and thin like a monkey, with shifty eyes—clearly a petty criminal. He didn't knock, and to avoid disturbing the neighbors, we didn't open the door while waiting for them. He went straight inside, saying he was looking for "Little Dong," and asked if this was "Little Dong's" house; but before we could answer, he started running around inside and outside the house. We realized this was the outpost for those two thugs! Thank goodness, if we hadn't actually filed a case, we might not have been able to catch those two bad guys on the spot. It turned out they were very professional criminals, having planned this carefully.
"Fuck your mother, how come your dick is so big today! Fuck, it's bigger than your usual dick when you fuck a girl, hey, hey, hey, big sister, look at this, is it good enough for you!
Ha, ha, ha..." The short guy pointed at the skinny monkey and lewdly laughed.
"Boss, I can't hold it in anymore!" the skinny monkey pleaded.
"Fuck, I'll let you fuck first, anyway, we fucked her so many times the other day."
"Hey, don't do that, just stand there and fuck, fucking her big ass from behind is so much more fun!"
Obviously, that damned short thug was directing everything: "You fucking still want to fuck me, you fucking stupid! Come on, I'll fuck you, why isn't she wet yet, you, don't just grab her, lick her nipples,... use your hands to dig... okay!
She's wet now! Fuck her!!! Your fucking dick is too big, hey—okay!"
I heard my wife let out a very slight moan, obviously, she was trying her best to suppress it so I wouldn't hear, but even that slight moan was all too familiar to me, it meant she had already... The strings in my mind kept increasing! Tightening!!!
Immediately, I heard "tap," "tap," "tap," "tap," rapid sounds of flesh colliding.
"This old lady's cunt is so tight! Ah, ah, ah, ah, so good!" came the skinny monkey's voice.
My wife was still trying to suppress her moans, but I could still hear the sounds coming from deep within her body, following the sounds of flesh colliding. I gripped my hair tightly, forced to listen. After a while, something seemed to be stuffed into my wife's mouth. I knew what it was, and at the same time, I could hear two thugs simultaneously growling, "Ah," "
We wanted him to watch! Hahaha..."
It
seemed like only three to five minutes had passed before, "Fuck, I'm going to cum! I'm going to cum inside her cunt!"
"Ah—" "Ah—" "Ah—"
It's that skinny monkey! Venting his bestial lust… I imagined that filthy, disgusting bastard, who actually shot his equally filthy semen into my wife's vagina, possibly even into her uterus, and then into her abdominal cavity, lingering inside her for a long time. "Fuck your mother, pull it out now! Do you think you're fucking a dog's cunt?! I'm still holding my dick and waiting!!!" the short guy urged.
The two thugs, one tall and one short, had vicious faces.
A moment later, there were more "thud," "thud," "thud," "thud," the sounds of flesh colliding, the rhythm different from before. "It's a different guy now,"
the short guy complained. "Damn it, your big dick made me so loose, it's not as tight as it was last night."
The alley was full of neighbors, but because we were only temporarily staying there while waiting to move back, we rarely contacted anyone. People probably only knew that we were both teachers, and "saving face" became our fatal weakness at the time.
I don't know what they did, but with the object in her mouth, my wife made a defiant, or rather, dissatisfied sound: "No!" It was my wife's voice! She shouted it urgently after spitting out the object.
"Slap!" "Slap!" My heart skipped a beat; they were hitting my wife! Most likely, on her buttocks.
"Be honest!"
"Ha, ha, ha, yes! Yes! Yes! It's tight here! It's tight here!" the skinny guy cheered.
"Hey buddy, back up! Make her lie down! Make her lie down!" the shorter guy commanded as always.
What were they doing?!
I instinctively peeked into the inner room—it was the scene that kept replaying in my nightmares this past year!
There were four people in the house, including my wife, all completely naked. My wife was kneeling on the edge of the bed, being forced to crawl towards the inside. And in her anus—yes, I saw it right, the fluorescent light was bright, and the thug's penis was inserted. That short, talkative thug was sodomizing my wife. He was all scruffy and dark-skinned.
My wife shook her head.
Sitting in front of her was a tall, pale, and quiet young man, legs spread, his erect penis pointing directly at her face, also moving towards the inside of the bed. The skinny guy was wiping his filthy member with my towel with one hand, while the other was kneading my wife's buttocks. My wife's fair, precious body was being entangled and assaulted by three naked, hideous demons!
"Hey! That guy's watching!" The pale, tall guy spotted me and shouted.
Skinny Monkey darted into the outer room, grabbed me by the collar, and dragged me back inside. I immediately pulled back to my original position, struggling against Skinny Monkey.
My wife also yelled in my direction, "Don't look!"
But Skinny Monkey still shouted at me, "I told you to go in and look! You dare disobey!"
At this moment, the short guy spoke from the inner room: "If you don't want to look, don't force him! Would you want to watch me fuck your mother?"
"Heh, heh, heh," the tall guy chuckled.
Skinny Monkey stopped resisting, but he strangely started fiddling with his filthy tools in front of me while saying:
"Hey! I'm asking you! Have you ever fucked your wife's ass?" the skinny monkey's lewd voice asked me.
I ignored him! But in my heart, I was thinking, I've never actually done that!
Our sex life is very bland, infrequent, and without any variety, let alone that kind of thing.
Seeing that I ignored him, the skinny monkey suddenly became aggressive again. He grabbed my hair and shoved my head against the door. I was already feeling weak and my heart was pounding for a long time, and I had no strength to resist. My scalp was being pulled, and I couldn't close my eyes. I was forced to watch the scene inside the room... My wife was lying on the bed, her legs spread apart, probably because she was being penetrated. Sodomy. Her buttocks were slightly raised, and the short man was on top of my wife, vigorously thrusting into her after her death. Her dark, filthy body contrasted sharply with her smooth, white skin.
As the thug's buttocks moved backward, I could see his erect, dark penis connected to the center of my wife's snow-white buttocks. This image was frozen and replayed countless times in slow motion for a long time afterward.
My wife's head was tilted to the lower left, resting on the tall man's left thigh, directly towards my side. I could clearly see the tall thug's penis in her mouth. I could only understand that my wife was being... Forced, she knew, of course, that resistance was futile now. She was cooperative, determined to survive, devouring the foreigners, occasionally licking the equally pale penis with her tongue. This kind of oral sex was something I hadn't done in a long time, back when I was young, either when my wife was menstruating, or sometimes on a whim.
Actually, I just wanted to stop the nightmare in front of me as soon as possible, after all, how to be "unrepentant" to them, even I didn't know.
It seemed like there was only a fraction of a second of eye contact, but that gaze was filled with horror, humiliation, and helplessness. I had never seen that look in her eyes again. She screamed loudly, much to everyone's surprise, her body jerking violently. A spasm, and suddenly, the thug darted to the far end of the bed, hiding his head behind the tall man's body.
Everyone, including me, was stunned! It was the most insidious and vicious short man who retaliated first. He slapped my wife's backside twice as she was leaning towards him, then forcefully pulled her body over and pounced on her. My wife's legs struggled, but the short man punched her hard in the left rib area. My wife gasped in pain, struggling to breathe, her body too weak to resist.
At that moment, I couldn't help but cry out, instinctively screaming, "Don't resist!
Don't resist!"
The short man's penis, still seemingly covered in his wife's feces, was a dark yellowish-black, yet it remained erect. This vicious thug didn't care about hygiene at all; he quickly inserted his penis into my wife's vagina and began thrusting rapidly.
Meanwhile, the skinny man, pleased with his own performance, pulled my hair forcefully, dragging me to the bedside in the inner room. I had no choice but to kneel on the floor, my eyes only about a foot away from the thug's penis and the junction of my wife's vagina. My wife's legs were pinned to her sides by the short man's arms, her lower body maximally accommodating the thug's penis.
When I was young, I watched pornographic videos with a classmate once, just once, and I never watched anything I considered dirty and despicable again. What I was seeing was clearly a replay of a video from ten years ago, but the protagonist was my wife!!!
"I'm going to fuck your wife ten times tonight! Later, I'll fuck her asshole too! Look, isn't my thing big?! Ah, hahaha..."
The short man didn't stop, continuing until he ejaculated deep inside his wife's vagina... After a long time, the short man pulled out his sinful instrument, leaving the sheets filthy.
Looking at the disgusting black, yellow, and white liquid flowing from his wife's vagina, the tall man complained, "Damn it, you fucked her cunt like this, how am I supposed to fuck her now?!"
"Come on! Lingqiao, give me a blowjob first!" the tall man commanded his wife.
The wife stopped resisting and deliberately avoided looking at me, turning over and diligently giving the tall thug oral sex again. The tall man stared at me, quite pleased with himself.
After a while, he became even more aggressive, and the wife sensed it, switching to using her hands to grip the thug's penis and stroke it up and down. The tall man lightly slapped her head, pressing it down. The wife timidly said, "You didn't..."
The tall man interrupted loudly, "Damn it, today I'll make you eat my semen!"
After a while, the tall man finally ejaculated in the wife's mouth. The wife waited until all his semen was gone before daring to spit out his penis. Then the wife turned towards the bedside on my side, trying to spit the filthy thing in her mouth onto the floor, but the tall man grabbed her head, forcing her to swallow his semen. The wife had no choice but to comply... The horrific rape finally ended!

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