Message-ID: <17098eli$9811090808@qz.little-neck.ny.us> X-Archived-At: From: quantumleap01@hotmail.com (QuantumLeap) Subject: RP {QuantumLeap} "The Visitors" Part II (wife nc humil mc) Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d Path: qz!not-for-mail Organization: The Committee To Thwart Spam Approved: X-Moderator-Contact: Eli the Bearded X-Story-Submission: X-Original-Message-ID: <36468e74.25242208@news.supernews.com> *****************WARNING! WARNING!************************************ The following story contains material of an adult, explicit sexual nature. IF YOU ARE OFFENDED BY THIS SUBJECT MATTER OR UNDER 18, DO NOT READ ANY FURTHER!! ********************************************************************** The Visitors by QuantumLeap Part II Minutes seemed like hours as we waited for my wife to reappear. While David explored the rest of our home, Chris removed the laces from my other shoe, tying it to my leash to increase its length. Their leader was quiet. Sprawled on the sofa, arms outstretched, he seemed to be meditating, or in some kind of trance. He was so still, his massive, well-muscled body resembled a larger-than-life sculpture. As I looked at him, there were short periods when his face seemed to lose all detail, as if just that part of him would go out of focus for a few seconds, then return, sharper than ever. Just as strange was the eerie silence during the wait. No one spoke, although frequently Chris would suddenly stare at his leader's face for several minutes, then continue to extend my leash. Shortly after she left the room, he explained that the capsules my wife had obediently ingested were a "cocktail" he had recently invented. One pill was a revolutionary hormone therapy, the other a new anti- depressant. When taken together, they created an insatiable sexual appetite and also caused all inhibitions to vanish. "A real slut- maker!" he promised. I doubted the extent of its effect, assuming he was exaggerating to make me more uncomfortable. Just as I began to worry that my wife's deadline would soon pass, she returned. She circled the room and stopped directly in front of her new master. I could not believe what I saw. She was naked, as ordered. Her dark silky hair hung to her shoulders, just caressing the velvet olive skin. Her eyes were wide but calm, emphasizing the deep blue that radiated from them. Her impressive body, slim and hard, made her jutting breasts even more pronounced. Everyone's eyes were drawn to the amazing sight between her legs. Shaved bare, her normally tight slit was swollen to three times its normal size. Her inner labia were bright red and so engorged that they protruded obscenely. Her cunt had unfolded itself, opening so widely that every detail normally hidden was put on display. Her clitoris hung in full view and visibly throbbed as the tip extended and retreated in time with her pulse. She was so wet that her fluids had made her inner thighs slick and shiny. I then noticed her nipples were hard and distended, like large pencil erasers attached to those firm, heaving breasts. She was breathing heavily, and already a sheen of perspiration covered her trembling body. Smiling, he reached up from his seat and began to lightly stroke her tight belly. She immediately gasped, then closed her eyes and allowed him to continue. As he stimulated her, he watched with satisfaction as her pussy continued to swell and throb, flowing even more freely than before. After a while, he spoke. "Who owns you now?" "You do," she whispered. "Your mind and your sweet body?" "Yes, it's yours." "Do I excite you more than your husband?" "Yes," she said without hesitation. He suddenly stopped, but her body continued to sway gently back and forth, expecting more. "Spread your feet," he ordered. She instantly moved her feet apart. "Now bend over and put your hands on my shoulders." She leaned toward him as he sat and supported herself on his thick shoulders, resting her head on the left one. From behind her, we could see her open pussy centered between two perfect ass cheeks as she bent over. Through her legs, we could see her breasts hanging and swaying as she clung to him and panted. The sight again sickened me. Seeing her clutching another man and panting like an animal in heat was just too much. He reached up and took her nipples, one in each hand, and began to roll them between his fingers. She let out a short quiet moan and her hips moved as if trying to find relief. His hands traveled slowly down her body, stroking her belly, then her inner thighs, always coming close to her steaming pussy, but never giving her the relief she needed. Chris had forgotten about my leash (or thought the threats were no longer necessary) as he and David watched my wife's pussy from behind with fascination. As the huge man stroked and stimulated her body, her cunt was now alternately sucking and grasping, in obscenely rhythmic spasms. Her juices ran down the insides of her legs, making wet spots on the carpet. They began to masturbate as they watched her lose all control. Finally he turned his head and whispered in her ear, smiling at me as he spoke words only she could hear. "Yes, please, fuck me," she moaned. "Would you like your husband to come over her and fuck you?" "No ....I.... want you.... not him," she managed between deep, heavy breaths. I vomited, assaulted by this ultimate humiliation. They were all laughing at me, sitting in my own puke. My head was spinning. The scene became almost unreal. The loud laughter, my humiliation, my two captors still masturbating as they watched their leader play with my writhing, panting wife while she begged him to fuck her. I started to pass out, when David suddenly grabbed me and slapped me hard across the face to bring me around. "No you don't, we're not gonna to let you miss the best part!" "Please, don't make me watch any more," I begged. "YOU WILL WATCH" boomed a voice in my head. It was the leader's voice, but he was smiling at me as I heard the words. My fear increased tenfold as I realized he was more than he appeared to be. How did he put the words in my head? They were more than words, as if he was willing me to obey. Again the details of his face became uncertain. My head began to throb, then his message leaped into my brain. "WATCH NOW, AS I TAKE YOUR WIFE FROM YOU AND MAKE HER MINE!" His hands went between her legs. With one hand he spread her cunt open, exposing it even more for my benefit. With the other hand, he grasped her twitching clitoris and began to roll it between his forefinger and thumb. My wife moaned loudly as her ass pumped up and down, trying to speed her relief. She had torn away part of his shirt and was sloppily sucking and licking his immense neck and shoulder. He entered her mind one more time. "SAY IT!" The words washed over her like a giant wave, first cold, then warm and comforting. A connection was broken, another formed. She was taken. "Oh God, fuck me, fuck me please, I don't care about him, cut off his balls, kill him, I don't care, I'm yours, cum in me, rip me open, take me, own me, fuck meeeee!" He was satisfied with her surrender. "Own me" were the words he waited for. He began to tap the end of her clitoris with a remaining free finger. It sent her over the edge. She screamed and clawed at him, ripping his shirt to shreds. Collapsing into his lap, she tried to wrap her strong legs around his waist, pumping her cunt up and down against his concealed erection. Liquid poured from her steaming pussy as it twitched and spasmed. Her slender arms were now around his neck, her mouth glued to his, her tongue as far down his throat as she could thrust it. Her thrashing and moaning must have lasted over two minutes. She finally collapsed in his arms, whimpering and gasping for breath. Chris and David immediately stopped masturbating, staring at their leader's face. "My friends are ready for you," he whispered. "Go suck them dry." Still under the effects of the drugs, she was ready, no, desperate for any kind of sex. She saw David first and was dripping at the idea of taking a black cock into her mouth. Dropping to her knees in front of him, she cupped his balls in her hands as she sucked the head of his cock into her mouth. I could see her rubbing and tugging at each of his egg-sized testicles with her slim fingers while she tried to take his long, black snake into her throat. Before long, the entire length of his 10-inch dick disappeared into her waiting throat, her chin and nose buried in his dark, kinky pubic hair. He stopped stroking, keeping his cock buried as deep as it would go. I watched as my wife continued to contract her mouth and throat, gripping and milking all 10 inches. Very shortly, David's face winced as he began to pump semen down her throat. She moaned softly, gulping and swallowing every drop he delivered. She continued to suck the remaining drops of cum from his body for several minutes, remembering her master's orders. When he couldn't take any more, he finally pushed her away. Grinning at me, he said, "Man, I'll bet she could live on cum. We'll be sure to keep her well fed!" Chris was waiting for his turn. He had been close to orgasm half a dozen times, but was saving his load for what he must have known was coming. His cock was amazing. It must have been 14 inches long and at least 3 inches thick. My wife's eyes widened as she grasped it with both hands and began to run her tongue over the huge purple head. As she fingered and stroked the massive shaft, she tried in vain to get the entire head into her hungry mouth. Giving up, she continued to lick and suck while she pumped the shaft with both hands. Her tongue probed the opening of his cock, making him gasp with pleasure. The idea of having this thing inside her made her cunt flow again, making another small puddle on the carpet beneath her. The others made lewd remarks, joking about what a slut she was at heart. Laughing, Chris pulled my leash closer, so that my face was only inches from my wife as she slurped and licked. Her eyes met mine, then she looked up at Chris, sucking even faster. "Why don't you pump it for her so she can play with herself," he ordered. She jumped at the chance to play with her soaking pussy and immediately put both hands to work, keeping her mouth attached to the end of his cock. A sharp jerk on my leash made me scream with pain. I had no choice. Placing my hands on his thick cock, I started to pump as my wife continued to suck. I had never touched another man's dick. The revulsion added to my humiliation as the others joked and laughed. Soon I could see his stomach start to shake, and I knew the end was near. My wife was near orgasm herself, moaning louder as her fingers flipped her clit back and forth. Her moaning excited Chris as the vibrations traveled from her throat to the sensitive head of his giant penis. With a sudden grunt, he started to cum. My head exploded with the words, "DON'T STOP! PUMP EVERY DROP OF HIS SPERM INTO YOUR SWEET LITTLE WIFE'S THROAT!" Mindlessly, I pumped his cock harder and faster. I could feel the steady stream of semen surging through the shaft while my wife swallowed in large gulps. I knew that the cum was filling her mouth faster than she could possibly ingest it. It continued to flow as I pumped and pumped. She had already swallowed an incredible amount of semen and more was on the way. I couldn't believe what I was seeing. It wasn't human. Finally she began to choke and the thick liquid spilled out of the corners of her mouth onto her chin and face. Continuing to gag as the cum flowed, she moved his cock from her thirsty lips to try to swallow the excess in her mouth. Cum spurted in a steady stream, onto her face and hair. She knew not to turn away, and let the hot stream flow down her face, now coating her breasts and belly. I couldn't stop milking his huge dong, mechanically continuing what I had been willed to do. The semen continued to flow! It now completely covered my wife from chin to crotch. As she rubbed her cunt, her fingers began to push the sticky mess into her vagina. She started to moan again as her hips bucked against her frantic fingers. She was cumming, I was still pumping, and the semen was still spurting! She was still trying to take large gulps of it, returning her full lips to the bulbous head as often as she was able. When she couldn't take any more, it resumed covering her from head to crotch as she stuffed more of the excess into her cunt. She finally fell onto her back, writhing in ecstasy. She shoved handfuls of cum into her cunt with one hand, while scooping the goo from her face and tits into her mouth with the other. She thrashed and moaned for several minutes before finally collapsing spread-eagled on the floor. His cock spurted its last few drops onto her panting body and I stopped pumping. The cheers and laughter that followed made the pounding in my head unbearable. My wife lay in a pool of cum, completely soaking the carpet. Semen covered her face and body. The thick paste slowly oozed from her cunt and mouth as she tried to recover. The laughing grew louder, sounding like a crowd of thousands. The last thing I remembered before losing consciousness was my wife's face as she took the leader's balls in her mouth, her delicate fingers dancing deliberately over his thickly veined cock. -- +----------------' Story submission `-+-' Moderator contact `--------------+ | | | | Archive site +----------------------+--------------------+ Newsgroup FAQ | ----