Road Rage

That was how David Cashmore found his wife.

Suspended from the ceiling in the middle of the cabin, her arms stretched above her, her red satin sheath slit wide open revealing her long legs and this muscled black Adonis pressing his naked body against her, kissing her; his wife compliant and inanimate. To him it was worse than seeing her struggle or worse than seeing her enjoying it. She had simply given up and was letting this huge black cop use her as his puppet.

"Let her go! Let her go! What the fuck are you doing to my wife?" David screamed.

Joseph turned his head towards the door and saw David standing in the doorway handcuffed and subdued but seething with anger, his partner holding him by the scruff of his neck.

Delray threw David roughly to the floor.

"Stay there you fuckin' moron!" Delray barked and strode over to his partner.

He put his hand on Joe's shoulder and led him away from Michelle a little.

"What the fuck man? What do you think you are doing? You've gone too far this time," Delray hissed into Joseph's ear.

"Look at her," Joseph replied.

"What?" Delray thought his partner might be going insane.

"Look at the sassy bitch," Joseph said angrily pointing at Michelle.

Michelle hung from the hook standing on the toes of her high heels to keep her balance but she looked far from defeated. She looked defiant. Her hair was tousled, her makeup had run and her lipstick was smeared, her dress was wide open and was riding up her thighs displaying her magnificent silken-shrouded legs. Her neck was long and swan-like, her jewellery glittered in the dull light but her head was held high.

She had a haughty, contemptuous look on her face and was glaring at the two policemen.

"Is that the best you got you fuckin' Barneys!" she spat at them.

"Shut the fuck up Michelle!" David screamed at her.

"Fuck you too David. These limp-dicked bone heads have gone too far and they know it. Our lawyers are going to carve these pencil-dicks up in court," Michelle screamed.

"See what I mean Del? The bitch just won't shut the fuck up. What do you think we should do with her?" Joseph goaded his partner.

Delray took in the sight of the voluptuous beautiful woman hanging from the ceiling and his semi-erect penis became rampant.

"Let's fuck her!" Delray growled.

Suddenly they were all business.

David lay blubbering on the dusty floor.

"Shut the fuck up!" Joseph poked him with his toe but David kept moaning, crying and complaining.

Joseph walked over and lifted Michelle's wrists up clear of the hook causing her to lose her balance and she had no choice but to clutch at Joseph's body. He pulled her to him and kissed her. She had her handcuffed arms around Joseph's neck to keep from falling but to David it looked like Michelle was holding herself against Joseph in an embrace. David shook with fury as Joseph put his arms around his wife and kissed her passionately.

David could see that Michelle was not willingly participating but she wasn't trying to fight Joseph off either.

"Come on partner; let's get you the best seat in the house," Delray dragged David across the floor and under the hook and then wrenched him to his feet.

David tried to fight the heavyset man but he was no match and he was soon trussed up, hanging from the beam, his feet only just reaching the floor. He began to protest and whine.

"You keep that up; I'm going to Taser you," Delray snatched the Taser off his utility belt and held it in front of David's face and flicked the switch and David heard the electronic cackle as a blue spark of lightning erupted from the electrodes.

David became quiet immediately.

"Good. Now let's get to fuckin'" Delray chuckled and went and sat on the cot so he could remove his boots.

Joseph still held Michelle in his embrace only inches from her husband.

"Watch this David," Joseph sneered at David.

Joseph turned Michelle's face to his. He began to kiss her, pressing his lips against hers and then forcing his tongue into her mouth.

Michelle did not fight him. Her mouth was moist and sweet and Joseph took his time kissing her, pulling her body close to his. She remained complaint but inanimate; she didn't want to do anything that would enrage Joseph but she was repulsed by what he was doing to her. Joseph pressed his cock against her belly, enjoying the feel of his tender flesh against the gusset of her silky panties. Michelle felt the heat of his phallus pressing on her stomach and her gorge rose; she forced it back which was difficult because Joseph was kissing her passionately.

Michelle couldn't get a grip on reality or come to terms with her feelings. When Joseph was taunting her she couldn't help but become angry and petulant and lash out but when he had in her in his grasp her survival instincts kicked in and she became meek and compliant.

"I'm sorry David. I'm sorry you have to see this," Michelle sobbed.

"It's ok Michelle. I know you tried your best to fight off this big nig..." David shut up when Joseph glared at him; his eyes like lasers.

"Go on say it college boy! Say that N-word! Call me a nigger!" Joseph's anger burned.

"You think your wife did her best to fight me off? Look at this David," Joseph opened the split in Michelle's dress and exposed her crotch.

"Look at her sodden panties David. What do think that it?" Joseph pointed to the sodden gusset of Michelle's panties.

"You think your wife pissed herself or do you think that might be her cunny juice? Why don't we find out?" Joseph rubbed two fingers against Michelle pudenda.

"Sniff that David. That smell like cunt to you?" Joseph rubbed his fingers under David's nose and he struggled, trying to move his face out of the way but Joseph's fingers followed his nose.

"That taste like pussy juice David?" Joseph crammed his fingers into David's mouth and David began to choke.

David's heart fell. He knew how his wife smelled and tasted when she was on heat and there was no mistaking what Joseph had on his fingers.

"Oh yeah she like it David. She like what this big black man did to her with his mouth. Watch this," Joseph taunted him.

Joseph held Michelle tight with one hand while he began to feel her up with the other. He put his hand inside the split in her dress and stroked Michelle's firm thighs clad in the diaphanous pantyhose; he ran his fingers gently up and down them for a while, enjoying the sensation whilst Michelle writhed in his grasp and tried to break free. He worked his hands up further; right to the very top of Michelle's thighs and pressed his lips against hers and began to kiss her again. The scent of her perfume, her soft lips against his, the slinky tautness of her nylon-sheathed thighs were immensely arousing and he groaned with pleasure.

"See David. She pretending she don't like it but is she really just puttin' on a show for you?" Joseph grinned at David whose head hung in shame.

"Stop wriggling bitch!" Joseph pulled on Michelle's handcuffs and she yelped in pain and stopped squirming.

"You take this in your hand or we gonna put the Taser on David there and zap him 'til he's cooked. What do you think of that David? You want a Tasering or are you happy for your wife to give me a little pickle tickle?" Joseph chuckled menacingly.

David began to cry.

"Well which is it to be David?" Joseph shook Michelle's body in front of her husband.

David cried harder, snot ran from his nose and tears ran down his cheeks.

"Seems to me he don't want the Tasering Michelle. What do you think?" Joseph nuzzled Michelle's elegant neck.

When he took her hand and put it on his huge member she was complaint; her fingers loosely wrapped around it.

"Stroke that thing Michelle. You know what to do. David already said he don't mind," Joseph goaded the pretty woman who gave out a sob and began to slowly stroke Joseph's enormous penis.

Michelle stood still and let Joseph stroke her thighs and explore her mouth with his tongue whilst she slid her fingers up and down the shaft of his long thick penis and caressed his scrotum. His cock was so huge that she could barely get her fingers around it.

Delray had become excited watching the show, stroking his own huge phallus through his pants.

David hung his head with shame but couldn't stop himself from looking up now and then; watching his wife being molested by the cop.

Joseph's fingers found the crease where the top of Michelle's thigh joined her torso and the edge of her flimsy panties. His fingers continued on down between her legs and Michelle flinched as his fingers began to slide down the front of her whispy translucent panties, the fabric gliding across the diaphanous sheer pantyhose gusset.

Even through two layers of flimsy fabric he could feel that she was still wet and getting wetter.

Joseph pulled Michelle to him and held her close, driving his tongue into her mouth, crushing his lips on hers as his fingers stroked her mound through her underwear. He pressed his index finger into the folds of her vagina and found her clitoris and began to stroke it with a circular motion.

Michelle cried out in shame and humiliation as Joseph worked his fingers in the folds of her cunt through the double-layer of satiny sheer material, knowing that her husband was watching.

"Your bitch wife is getting even wetter if that is possible David," Joseph smirked maliciously.

David was hanging from the hook in abject despair. He felt helpless watching this man molest his wife directly in front of him. He knew that Michelle responses were being wrenched from her body but it didn't help that he could see the sodden wet patch in her panties and even worse he could smell her.

"Let's get rid of these shall we," Joseph roughly pulled down Michelle's panties.

"What shall we do with your panties Michelle; we need somewhere to put them. I've got an idea," Joseph smiled and stuffed Michelle's, whispy, cunny juice soaked panties into David's mouth.

David tried to move his head out of the way but Joseph held him still and stuffed the panties into his mouth. David could taste his wife's perfume, her vaginal secretions and his own despair.

While this was going on Delray Higgins had removed his uniform and was naked except for his underpants. His belly hung over the waistband of his Jockeys but the huge bulge in his shorts was still evident. At first he had been hesitant and opposed to what Joe was doing with the couple but seeing the beautiful sassy woman being used as a plaything while her pompous asshole husband was forced to watch was too much of a turn on. He sat on the bed and enjoyed the show.

"Hey David! Your wife is wanking me! She's pretty fucking hopeless at it because of the handcuffs but I still don't think it's fair considering I just licked an orgasm out of her. Don't you think she owes me a handjob after I ate her out?" Joseph turned to David, tormenting him.

David squealed something unintelligible into the panties in his mouth.

"What was that David? Did you tell your wife to stroke my cock good and proper?" Joseph mocked David, his face inches from him.

"Ok Michelle quit fucking around! You take my big black cock and stroke it properly or I'm going to get Delray to Taser David a little," Joseph hissed.

Michelle sensed the genuine menace in Joseph's voice. She knew that she had to protect her husband from these crazed policemen. She hoped that if she brought Joseph to orgasm with her hand he might spare her any further humiliation.

She gripped Joseph's cock between her fingers and began to stroke it. She worked the precum along the thick veiny shaft as her fingers slid up and down the smooth shaft and over the delicate fraenulum and glans. Joseph growled with pleasure and took her other hand and made her cup his scrotum. Michelle briefly considered crushing his testicles but as much it would give her satisfaction they would not be able escape Joseph's wrath. Delray was watching every move his partner made and would leap on her if she hurt him.

Michelle gently squeezed and massaged Joseph's scrotum as she masturbated him, alternating featherlight strokes of her fingers with a heavy twisting grip to maximise his pleasure. Her vain hope was to bring him off in her hand and save any further indignity.

"Looks like your wife has suddenly learned how to give a decent handjob David," Delray cackled.

He had left the old iron cot and was standing in the middle of the room close to the action. From the bulge in his underpants it was obvious that he was keen to join the action. He slapped David on the back.

"You're wife seems to be taken with my black friend David. Do you think she can take all that meat?" Delray jeered.

"Maybe I should go first and kind of, you know, loosen her up a little. What do you think David?" Delray sniggered.

David was writhing on the hook, his anger and frustration evident on his red face. He closed his eyes as tears of anger and sorrow ran down his cheeks.

"Don't close your eyes David. You're missing all the fun," Delray triggered the Taser next to David's ear and his eyes shot open.

David opened his eyes and took in the visage of his wife in the clutches of big black man. She was tall, voluptuous and sexy. She stood with her legs slightly apart wearing her sexy sheer nylons, and high heels. Her heavy makeup was smeared across her beautiful face which was filled with rage and torment as she slowly masturbated the handsome black muscled policeman.

Joseph kissed Michelle passionately and she gasped. His fingers stroked her firm thighs clad in the diaphanous pantyhose and he ran his fingers gently up and down them for a while enjoying the sensation whilst Michelle continued to stroke his cock. He worked his hands right to the very top of Michelle's thighs and found her cunt again. It was saturated. She might be protesting and acting like she was being ravaged but there was no doubt that her body was betraying her.

"You sure you have your bitch wife under control David? She looks like she might be enjoying what my partner is doing to her," Delray held the Taser close to David's face forcing him to watch.

"Hey Joe, show David what his wife has been up to while he's been hanging around," Delray laughed at his own silly joke.

Joseph released Michelle and spun her around and made her bend over.

"Open your legs honey," Joseph kicked her feet apart.

"Check this out David," Delray pointed at Michelle's ass and crotch.

David's couldn't help but shake with rage when he looked at his wife's nylon-swathed mound. She was wearing seamless sheer-to-the-waist translucent pantyhose which encased his wife's firm round buttocks and clung to her pubic mound. Around her sex the fabric was darker, wet, glistening with vaginal secretions.

"I'm so sorry David. You know it's not me. You know this isn't what I want. These men are making me do this. Forgive me David... please," Michelle wailed, feeling humiliated and desperate, bent at the waist showing her husband her ass.

"Look at that cunny juice David. I think your wife doth protest too much. I think she likes playing with my big black cock" Joseph sniggered.

The pungent odour of his wife's sex assaulted David's nose, his anger boiled but he could only grunt into the gag and strain at the cuffs.

Joseph kept Michelle bent over; pushing down on her back while he worked his fingers into her sex; stroking her labia and circling the nub of her clitoris; Michelle's legs shook and her knees began to buckle.

"What do you think partner? Is about time we give this woman what she needs?" Joseph grinned at Delray who nodded in return.

"Enough foreplay. Time for a fucking Michelle," Joseph grabbed Michelle by the hips and positioned himself behind her.

"Oh god no! Please don't!" Michelle pleaded.

"No good whining lady; it's time for a fucking," Joseph cackled.

"No! No! No!" Michelle wailed.

"Just one minute Michelle. I'm being very rude. I should show you what you are going to get before I give it to you," Joseph spun Michelle around so that she was eye to eye with his cock.

It was huge. Monstrous. Michelle had never seen anything like it. The shaft was an obsidian cylinder circled by pulsing black veins. The head was almost purple, shiny with precum. It looked menacing. It looked terrifying.

"Ok, let's do this," Joseph spun Michelle around and held her bent over with one arm pressing down on her back and the other under her belly pulling her to him.

Michele writhed and struggled and sobbed but all that did was excite Joseph. His cock was rubbing on her gossamer-clad buttocks as she shimmied and shook. His is cock found its way into the crevice of her buttocks and then all he had to do was push forward and it nestled in her sex.

Michelle stopped struggling when she felt Joseph's cock pushing at her labia. She was so scared that she couldn't move. Tears ran down her face and she silently prayed.

Joseph pushed his hips forward and his cock slid into Michelle's sodden sheath.

The satiny material of Michelle's pantyhose shrouded Joseph's cock like a second skin as the first few inches slid inside Michelle's tight cunt.

David whimpered into the soiled panties in his mouth; he felt worthless and degraded watching Joseph begin to fuck his wife.

Michelle's scream filled the air as her vagina stretched wider than it ever had before. It felt like a steel pole was being rammed into her cunt.

"Oh stop pulleese!" Michelle cried out but Joseph just hung onto her hips as she wriggled like a fish on a hook.

Finally the gossamer pantyhose split open and Joseph's cock slipped inside Michelle another few inches. She moaned again as she felt her cunt stretch to accommodate the huge black cock that was invading her most intimate part.

David was silent and boggle-eyed watching the enormous black cock slowly being driven into his wife. He had never felt to useless but at the same time he was fascinated. How could Michelle take such a huge member and not be split apart?

"Come on honey; not too much more," Joseph stroked Michelle's back affectionately which she found more degrading than comforting.

She concentrated on relaxing her vaginal muscles and then another two inches of Joseph's huge penis slipped inside her. Unconsciously she thanked the stars that Joseph had made her wet; at least she was lubricated.

Michelle gasped as the last Joseph's enormous cock slid inside her and she felt his pubis press on her vulva and his swollen ballsack bounce on her ass.

Delray had taken his cock out of his undershorts and was stroking it inches from Michelle's face. She looked up at it as Delray waggled it in front of her. Delray was no slouch either. His cock was long, not as thick as Joseph's, but quite impressive. The milky-skinned shaft was crested by a pink bulbous glans on which a bead of precum had formed.

But Michelle had no time to be concerned about Delray's cock right now because Joseph was doing something she didn't expect. He was reaching under her and stroking her clitoris and by god as much as she reviled herself for it, it felt damn good.

Joseph wasn't thrusting his cock in and out of her bruised cunny as she expected he would, instead he was slowly working his cock inside her, moving it only a fraction of an inch, grinding it in and sliding it out while his fingertips worked her clitty.

Michelle began to secrete more vaginal juices and her stretched pussy was no longer hurting her. It became almost numb but then something disturbing began to happen. As Joseph began to fuck her with long slow strokes, ripples of pleasure began to radiate from her cunt. His think cock pressed on all of her nerves, igniting her pleasure centres and lighting up her G-spot. His fingers fluttering on her clitoris caused incidental delight that she had no way of controlling.