When Ruth's son's best friends come over to stay one Friday night, the worst she thinks she'll have to deal with is some loud music.
However, when her son falls ill unexpectedly, she gets much more than she bargained for! The boys have a night in store for her - a night that the horny housewife won't soon forget.....
This 7200+ word story features explicit rough reluctant gangbang sex, oral sex, triple penetration, and a lonely housewife being taken by force in a way that she's never even dreamed of!
All characters in this work of fiction are over the age of 18.
Devon spoke again, in his infuriatingly arrogant tone of voice.
"We're not little kids anymore, Mrs B. What if we don't want to go to bed yet?"
He folded his arms in front of his chest, and cocked an eyebrow at me.
"Devon, I don't want to argue with you. Like I said, my house, my rules."
I walked over to the door, trying to look more confident than I felt. However,
Devon stepped into my path, blocking the doorway. I gulped.
"Devon, please move out of the way. I want to go to bed."
He laughed cruelly.
"Why don't you stay here and have a little fun with us, Mrs B. The night is still young!"
An icy sliver of panic ran down my spine. Just what the hell was going on here?
"No, Devon. You boys go to bed, and I'll see you in the morning."
I tried to step around him and open the door, but he straightened and crossed his arms.
"I can't let you go, Mrs B. I promised the guys that you'd be up for some.....fun."
"What!" I spluttered, shocked.
"Don't play innocent. You know what I mean."
I tried to push past him, deciding enough was enough, but there were suddenly three strong sets of hands on my body, pulling me backwards. I tried to scream, only for a hand to clamp itself over my mouth.
I struggled in the grasp of the young men as they dragged me over to the couch, and unceremoniously dumped me on it. Eyes wide with panic, I looked up as the three of them looked down at me, eyes hungrily devouring my body.
"Now, boys....." I began to speak, the panic now clearly evident in my voice.
Devon, clearly the ringleader, interrupted me.
"Dan, why don't you take her leggings off? I wanna get a look at that sweet pink pussy I know she's got under there."
As if drunk with lust, Dan wordlessly obeyed, his grasping hands grabbing a handful of fabric and roughly tugging down my leggings. I tried to struggle, but Jace and Devon held me down as Dan peeled off the tight clothing, exposing my legs and my panties.
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Published April 6, 2013