THE COPS' WIFE, PART SIX They followed the battered pickup truck through town, then out into the country. Tom could hear Amy and Tanya in the back seat, moving around. He stole a glance in the rearview mirror. Amy was leaning back in the seat, her eyes closed, breathing heavily. Tanya had her hand back inside Amy's shirt and was abusing her nipples, pinching and rolling them roughly to keep Amy on a peak of arousal. She kept whispering something in Amy's ear that had her moaning and whimpering with desire. A few miles outside of town. The truck pulled into a driveway that led through a patch of woods. "Those Mexican guys are layin' carpet in some big fancy house out here," Dupree explained. "Guess that's not all they're gonna be layin'." He laughed uproariously at his own joke. The driveway ended in a clearing. A large house stood in the clearing. It was clearly in the last stages of construction; it seemed complete, but the yard around it was bare earth trampled by the heavy equipment still parked to one side. There were sawhorses and piles of construction debris everywhere. The blue truck stopped next to the house and the seven men got out. Tom pulled the Lincoln in behind. Amy and Tanya got out of the back. Tom made as if to get out too, but Dupree stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Not this time, Tommy Boy," he said. "These guys might not understand how much you like watchin' yo' wife get fucked." He grinned. "Just stay in the car an' use yo' imagination." He got out, leaving tom sitting in the front seat. He watched Amy walk over to where the Mexican men were grouped on the porch. Her walk was a hip rolling streetwalker's strut, the stride of a woman there to be fucked. The men were grinning as she reached them. One of them reached down and pulled her up onto the porch where she was immediately surrounded. The men wasted no time in getting their hands on Amy, fondling her tits and ass until she was squirming with lust. In a group, they moved into the house, followed by Dupree and Tanya. Tanya paused at the door to wave at Tom, a sadistic smile on her face. Tom closed his eyes and rested his head on the steering wheel. His mind spun, imagining what was happening and what was going to happen to his wife. Spurred on by Dupree and his evil blonde assistant, the men would use and degrade Amy without mercy. And she would enjoy it. She would crawl and plead and come and beg for more. An image appeared in his mind: Amy on their wedding day, standing in the church, radiant and virginal in white, with a brilliant smile on her beautiful innocent face., The image was replaced by that of the groveling slut he had seen her become in the past few days. She probably already had a cock in her mouth , or her pussy, or her ass...or all of them. Finally, the suspense of not knowing got to be too much. Tom got out of the car, slowly, leaving the door cracked so as not to alert Dupree with the sound of the door slamming. He crept quietly to the house, up to the porch. He peeked in the window. He was looking into what was probably the living room or den. The room was unfurnished, with carpet rolls and drop cloths scattered at random. The men from the truck were standing around the room, drinking beer from cans. One of the men was in the center of the room, lying on his back on the floor, naked. Amy was squatting over his hips. She was naked as well her fair skin contrasting with that of the man below her. His big cock was buried in deep in Amy's cunt. Her head was thrown back, her long curly brown hair spilling behind her almost to the man's legs as she moved up and down on the big shaft. Her eyes were closed, and her hands kneaded and pulled roughly at her big tits. She was moaning and gasping in pleasure. As Tom watched, the man beneath her began fucking up into Amy's cunt harder and faster. She matched him, shoving herself up and down harder on the cock splitting her. Tom couldn't hear her, but he could see her lips moving and he could tell what she was saying. Yes, yes, fuck me... His hips were a blur of motion and Tom could see Amy's body quivering and trembling as she reached for orgasm. The men were laughing and jeering at her, but it only seemed to spur her to ride that cock harder. Her mouth gaped open and he could hear her screaming as she came on the stranger's cock she was fucking. As the man below her reached up and shoved her hands away so he could squeeze and maul her big white tits in his dark hands, she seemed to come again. Judging from the man's rapid jerky hip movement, he was coming, too. Amy gave a final scream and collapsed over him. She lay limply on his chest for a moment until he rolled her off so that she landed on her back on the floor. Amy raised her head and looked at the men around her, spreading her legs in obscene invitation. She reached between her legs and massaged her pussy, offering it to the crowd . Another man immediately knelt between her legs and shoving himself into her. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and began fucking back vigorously, her lush hips pumping against his. In moments, Tom could faintly hear her screaming in orgasm again. The man continued to pound her, and she quickly picked up the rhythm again. Soon, the man pulled out and moved up over Amy's body until his prick was in her face. She sucked him into her mouth eagerly, moving her lips up and down his cock. Another man got between her thighs and began pounding her with her legs braced over his shoulders. With her mouth and cunt both filled with cock, it wasn't long before her body was quaking and quivering with another orgasm. The man in her mouth pulled out and began coming on her panting face, spurting long streams of his jism over her lips and cheeks. Tom saw Amy smile and began rubbing his come in, massaging it into her skin while she looked up at the stranger who had just come in her face. She ran her tongue over her lips and made nasty kissing motions up at him. She extended her tongue to lick the last few drops of sperm off his cock. When she had licked him clean, the man got off her, and she raised her head to look at the man fucking her. Tom couldn't make out the words, but she was clearly begging and pleading to be fucked harder. The man complied until it seemed as if his brutal strokes would pound her straight through the floor. She was matching him stroke for stroke however, her hips moving in short jerks. Her head rolled from side to side in bliss, and her orgasmic cries reached Tom once again. The man fucking her yelled too as he came in her clutching pussy. The next man rolled her over onto her hands and knees. He was bigger than the other men, with a larger, thicker cock. Amy's head was facing towards Tom now, but her eyes were closed as she raised her hips up, offering herself lewdly to the man who knelt behind her. Her hair fell across her face, but Tom could see her grimace of pain as he forced his way into her cunt. In moments, however, it was replaced by a slack-jawed look of sheer pleasure as he began fucking her. Tom could see her lips moving. I love it, she seemed to be saying, I love it...it's so big... The man raised a big hand and smacked Amy on the asscheek, hard. She cried out, but she began thrusting back harder against him. He struck her again. And again. She began sobbing with pain and ecstasy while he spanked her rapidly pumping ass. He picked up speed, slamming into her over and over like a pile driver. Her mouth gaped soundlessly; she was coming too hard to even scream now. The orgasms shook her body over and over, the sweat and tears running down her face to join the sperm already glistening there. Tom saw the hulking figure of Marcus Dupree walk over to Amy. He bent down and grabbed her by the hair, pulling her head up as he bent down to say something to her. Her eyes widened in fear and she shook her head no, looking up at him miserably, He shook her roughly by the hair and spoke more insistently. She was crying now, but she looked back over her shoulder and said something to the man fucking her. A grin split his dark face as he slowly pulled out. He moved up slightly. Tom could tell she was about to be fucked in the ass. He reached down and began stroking his cock. The man behind Amy began pressing forward and Amy's back arched in agony. She screamed in pain and Dupree slapped her in the face. She looked up at the black pimp, begging and pleading for mercy. Her reward was another harsh slap, which brought a gale of laughter from the men. The man behind Amy was relentless, moving his hips in short, brutal strokes as he worked his huge cock into her unlubed ass. She collapsed forwards on her elbows, sobbing, but Dupree yanked her back up by the hair and shouted something at her. She closed her eyes and gritted her teeth, trying to endure out the pain she could not escape. Finally, the man was all the way in her and he began fucking her with long hard strokes. Amy shrieked each time the man forced himself into her, her eyes open and unseeing in her agony. Soon, though, she began to respond. Her screams turned to short cries, then to grunts of pleasure as her obscenely stretched asshole accustomed itself to the cock that ravaged her. She began to move back against him, grinding her hips in a circular motion. Her eyes were open again, glazed with lust this time. She had reached the plateau where pleasure and pain were indistinguishable, and her body quivered in what appeared to be constant orgasm. Another man moved in and lay on the floor on his back in front of her, his cock sticking straight up in the air. Amy moved forwards, the man behind her moving with her awkwardly, and slid her cunt down on his cock. With both her pussy and ass stuffed full of dick, Amy went wild, bucking and twisting, her hair whipping around her face as she fucked the two men like a wild animal. Her cries blended with those of the two Mexicans as they all came together. As soon as they pulled out two more men took their place, the two older men who had been sitting up front. They made Amy kneel in front of them. She sucked both their cocks, alternating between them, one in her mouth, one in her hand. Then men were rough with her, slapping her face with their cocks and pulling her hair viciously. Amy took the punishment and continued pleasuring them, sucking each cock down to the root . Then one of the men lay down on his back. Smiling sluttishly, Amy straddled him, her face lighting up with pleasure as he slid up into her. The other man took up position behind her, forcing his cock into her well-stretched ass. Again, Amy seemed to go insane with pleasure, writhing and squirming on the double pronged invasion, crying and sobbing with orgasmic bliss. When they were done, they pulled out of Amy's violated body and left her lying there on the floor, half conscious. Tom realized that all the men had gotten off with his wife; this "job" was over. He ran back to the car and got in the driver's seat so that his wife's pimp wouldn't know he had been watching. His hard-on throbbed in his pants, unsatisfied. In a few minutes Amy came out, between Dupree and Tanya. She was staggering like a drunk. Her was tangled and disheveled, and the workshirt she wore tied under her breasts was torn and soiled. When they got to the car, it was Tanya who got in front with Tom. Amy and Dupree climbed into the back. Tanya smiled brightly at Tom. "That was great," she said as he started the car. "Your wife fucked like a total slut, Tom. She drained all those dicks. If they hadn't had to go back to work, she'd have fucked and sucked them all afternoon." "I jus' wish we'd had the video camera," Dupree said. "Next time," Tanya promised. "Oh, by the way, Tom," she said. "I know you were watching." Tom felt his blood go cold. "I don't..I mean..." "What?" Dupree said. "I thought I tole you..." "You did, Daddy," Tanya purred. "But Tom here just couldn't resist. I saw him standing ion the window. He just couldn't help watching his wife get fucked. Look, his dick is still hard." She dropped her hand into his lap and squeezed brutally. Tom yelped and almost drove off the road.. "Damn," Dupree said. `Don't make us have an accident, bitch!" "Sorry, Daddy," Tanya said. "But I think Tom needs to be punished." she smiled. "And I have an idea how to do it." To be continued...