My Wife Gets Gangraped?
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Chapter 2: The Shock
Erotica Sex Story: Chapter 2: The Shock - A husband and wife argue about the wife’s revealing dress choice for a night out, and so the erotica begins...
Caution: This Erotica Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa Mult Consensual NonConsensual Rape Reluctant True Story Cuckold Slut Wife Wimp Husband Incest Mother Sister Daughter Uncle Niece Humiliation Rough Snuff Torture Gang Bang Group Sex Orgy Indian Male Indian Female Anal Sex Cream Pie Double Penetration Exhibitionism Necrophilia Squirting Water Sports Big Breasts Public Sex Caution Prostitution Violence
Obviously, we are not going out. Is she pranking me? I relax and sit back on the sofa to see what she does next.
“What are you doing? I thought we were getting late”, she says with alarm.
“Oh please! ... you are wearing this?” I laugh.
She looks at me in confusion.
“Yeah...”, she replies, sounding confused.
I look at her confused too. The realisation takes more than a few seconds.
“Are you really planning to go out wearing this?”, I ask in horror.
“Yes of course. I bought it to go to the bar”, she replies as she unlocks her phone.
“Are you crazy? You can’t go in this dress”, I exclaim in shock.
“What are you talking about?”, she asks absent-mindedly as she does something on her phone.
“This is too revealing!”, I shout out of desperation.
She looks at me. “You know we are going to a hip bar and not a temple, right?”, she asks with sincerity.
“But...” I start to say she interrupts,” I know you have never been to any nightclub...”.
She is right, I was always a good, nice man. I don’t drink, I don’t party. I don’t even have a friend who goes to nightclubs.
“ ... but girls usually wear sexy clothes”, she adds.
“But it’s not even hiding anything! I can see everything”, I scream.
“Don’t be gross” she says irritated as she opens her pocket mirror and applies her lip gloss.
“But ... you are a married woman!” I try to remind her.
She stops checking herself and looks at me angrily. “What does that mean? Because I am married, my life is over. I can’t wear sexy clothes?”, she asks angrily. “But this is too much ... why aren’t you wearing your underwear?”, I ask. “This is a tube dress, I can’t wear a bra” she declares. “Ah...” I gasp at the utter loss of words. I don’t understand why she doesn’t realise how she looks. “Why aren’t you wearing your panty?” I scream. “I tried, but the panty lines are sooooooo noticeable in this dress I had to decide against it”, she says casually.
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