Neighborhood Thug Seduces My Wife

Kidnapped

Johns POV

I was filled with a confusing mess of emotions as I watched this behemoth defile my wife and use her like a ragdoll. It was intense and primal, unlike anything I had ever done with her. Like something out of a porno. I knew I should make them stop, but I would probably get my ass kicked if I got too close. So I called the police and told them a black man had entered my house and was raping my wife. You know, just to get them to come faster...

As I wait for them to arrive, I watched Jamal continue to manhandle her. To my utter shock, I saw my wife voluntarily drop to her knees and begin to worship his massive cock.

It's consensual!? What do I do? Do I call back and cancel the police?

The assurance that she was enjoying it and allowing it to happen helped me overcome some of the guilt and dread I'd felt from thinking that I was allowing her to get raped in front of me, but it was replaced with intense angst and jealousy. She had very rarely given me blowjobs, and it was certainly not to this extent, and not with this amount of enthusiasm, as if she was enjoying his cock. With me, it's always been more of a chore for her.

I started to get aroused as I watched. It was like watching a live porno in which my own wife was the pornstar, except it was hotter than anything I'd ever seen in porn. The room was filled with the lewd sounds of her slurping, choking and gagging on his rod. It was too big, but she tried her utmost to get it into her throat. His cock, her face and her chin dripped with a messy cocktail of her saliva and his precum. She sucked him for far longer than she'd ever sucked me, and he didn't look like he was getting close to cumming anytime soon.

I was hornier than I'd ever been, and started rubbing myself outside my pants.

This is so fucked up.

He picked her up and started fucking her against the wall opposite me. As he picked her up, my eyes met her briefly, and I instinctively pulled my hand away from my crotch, hoping she hadn't seen me touching myself. I felt humiliated, and wished I was invisible. I wanted to watch them and masturbate, but didn't want them to know I was watching. I felt like they were the passionate lovers and I was intruding on their moment.

As soon as he penetrated her, she screamed out and her eyes glazed over. She couldn't see me anymore, even though she was looking right in my direction. I discreetly stroked myself inside my pants as I watched him resize her pussy and thrust orgasm after orgasm into her. I came in my underwear pretty fast, and they kept going for a while. 

"Police! Open up!"

Fuck, I forgot about them!

In a haze, I went and opened the door to let them in. I was in shock and didn't know what to say, so I said nothing. They followed the sounds of the sex into the bedroom, and I followed behind. As soon as we got there, Sara dropped to her knees to receive his seed. In front of me and both cops, she took him into her mouth, waited for him to finish coming, then opened her mouth to show him.

Jamal smirked. "Atta girl... now swallow it." and she did. Then, she milked the last few drops from his cock and swallowed that too. As she did, he gave me a smug look, then noticed the cops.

"What the fuck is this?"

As if awakening from a trance, Sara noticed the cops too. She gasped, covered herself with her hands, and hid behind Jamal.

The looked at me, then looked at Jamal and Sara.

"Um... sir, we received reports of a rape? Was that you that called?"

I stammered, "Yeah- I - This guy broke into my house and started raping my wife."

The cops gave each other a look.