Where it happened: forest
Langauge: English
Sex: Female
Rating: 5
Category: Straight
My name is Kim. I married my wonderful husband when I was twenty and he was thirty one. This happened about two years after we got married.
We were lying in bed one night after having made love and the topic of conversation turned to sexual fantasies. Joe (my husband) asked me what my favorite fantasy was. I told him that I had always daydreamed about being gangraped in the woods and being left tied naked to a tree. He looked at me as though I had lost my mind, but asked all about my fantasy. I told him as long as I knew I wasn’t going to be killed it would be something I could almost want to happen.
Several weeks after that, I was coming home in the evening after work (it was quite dark out) when a man in dark clothing with a ski mask stepped out of the shadows near our back door and grabbed my arm. He put a gun between my breasts and told me that if I shut up and did as I was told I’d live. He marched me out through the woods in back of our house to a small dark colored car. Another man with a ski mask was behind the wheel. He forced me into the back seat where another guy similarly attired sat with a gun. The first man got in the car, nodded to the driver who pulled out from the curb and started slowly down the street. The man in the back seat with me put his forearm around my neck and pulled me up against him. He put the gun against my head and started fondling my breasts. I was scared, but it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop. He unbuttoned my top and told me to take it off slowly. I did. He told me to take my bra off as well, and I complied. The first man turned around in the front seat and reached back and started feeling my bare breasts. The man beside me reached up my skirt and started rubbing me through my panties. The first man said that if I cooperated I could be home by morning. I said I’d do anything they wanted, just don’t hurt me. He then told me to get naked and I did.
I was badly frightened, but the sexual excitement was exhilarating. Here I was nude in a car with three fully clothed strange men who were handling me sexually. The one in the back moved to the middle of the seat and had me lie on my belly across his lap. He caressed my bare bottom and spread my cheeks enough to finger my anus. The position was awkward and cramped. I’m average height and slender built, but as I said, it was a small car. I wanted to move, but didn’t dare.
We must have driven for the better part of a half hour. I was kind of cramped and scared, but very turned on by the combination of nudity and being groped by strangers. When we finally stopped, the first man opened the door and pulled me out of the car. The others got out and for a while I stood there with these three just staring at my naked body. The first man took my arm and started walking into the woods with me. The others followed.
We must have walked a quarter of a mile into the woods when the first man told me to stop. He took some rope out of his pocket and tied my hands behind my back. He pushed me to my knees while the driver stood in front of me. He unzipped his pants and held his penis up to my lips. The first man told me to make him feel good. My life depended on it.
I gave him a good blowjob, and he came in my mouth. I love giving head, so it didn’t bother me. When I was done, he put his cock back inside his pants and pulled me to my feet. We went a little further until we came to a stump. He made me kneel in front of it and bend over it. The three of them proceded to penetrate me and climax in me one after another. Then I had to suck one off while another penetrated my vagina. After that, they switched and I blew another one while one of his partners took me anally.
By now I didn’t know who had done what to me. The sexual arousal had pretty much worn off. I was tired, frightened and cold. The man from the back seat pulled me to my feet and took me over to a tree. My hands were untied and pulled behind me around the tree. They tied me to it and left.
At first I was shaking and crying, but after a bit I calmed down. They hadn’t killed me. It had been wonderful except for the fear. I focused on trying to recall details, but my mind was going a mile a minute.
Then I heard something coming through the woods toward me. It was a man. I started feeling scared again, but as he approached he called me by name. It was Joe. He untied me and helped me back to the car. I was still naked when I got in, and I told him all about it as we went home. I was half sobbing, half excited as I recounted everything that happened. We pulled into the driveway and he helped me get in the house. As I went intot he living room, there were two men in dark clothes with ski masks seated on the couch. I spun around to look at Joe and noticed that he was also dressed in black and had a ski mask in his hand.
My emotions were going wild. My beloved husband had helped kidnap and rape me along with two men whose identities I still didn’t know. He brought me back to my own home only to find myself standing naked before my rapists again. He started gently telling me that he had done this to fulfill my rape fantasy. Initially I was furious at him, but after I’d calmed down, I realized how much I had wanted this to happen, and how that he hasd seen to it that when it happened it was in a tatally safe environment. The guys on the couch removed their masks. One was our friend Tim and the other was my brother Pete. I started to get angry again when Joe explained that they were the only two guys on earth he could trust to help “rape” me, who would be as concerned for my safety as he was. He asked if I had noticed how gently I was “raped”. They showed me the guns which were fake, but realistic looking.
By now I had forgotten my outrage and the embarrassment. Being nude in the company of our best friend and my own brother (who had only hours before had sex with me) as making me very horny. I thanked them for helping me experience my fantasy. Tim said he felt he’d already been paid enough, but I told them that they could get paid more if they wanted. It dawned on them all at the same time that I was offering myself to them again. They sat dumbfounded staring until I said I was serious, but it would be more comfortable on a bed.
To finish my already long story, I serviced all of them again, once managing to be penetrated orally, anally, and vaginally at the same time. I said that from that time on, no more sex for Pete or Tim, and asked if they wouldn’t tell anyone else. Pete said Dad would kill him if he ever found out, and Tim said his wife would kill him, so I guess my secret’s safe.
I was scared to death while it was happening, but also more sexually excited than I’ve ever been before or since. I wouldn’t ever want to do it again, but I’m so glad it happened once.
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