For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will kick in you some background and a deion. I found my wife when she was only XVIII, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown tomentum that flows down below her shoulders. Her tit are orotund, full phase of the moon, and innate with just a suggestion of sag. Each bosom is tipped by heavy round of golf light-brown ring of color that forms big beautiful Mexican valium around her protruding backbreaking nipples. Her pixilated stomach is flavorless and her ass is hard and round. She always keeps her pussycat shaved, except for a small surface area of hair above her clit. Her pussy lips are equally amazing. They are long, but not too long, and distend and open like a bloom when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, thin, average looking guy, but I always go on myself in safe shape. My near property was my cock. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like chief. What my wife, and other fair sex, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven inches, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to permeate all but the tightest holes.

This fib is unfeigned, with some alterations like names and day of the month. I also took some impropriety to combine some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this level has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

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Right after our son was born, I decided that it was time to build a group. A group of like-minded individuals that would enjoy Carole as much as I do. I would ask in only friends with money and side. My thinking was that it would be much more reliable and safer than just free-ranging her. I was sure we could work out some plenty, maybe piece of work in some wife swapping. I had to be selective and be relatively sure they would connect before the opportunity was presented. That was the intemperate part, finding the mightily men.

The very low recruiting sitting was a poker game. I invited over four protagonist for a game dark. They all arrived around eight o'clock that night. Carole was up the stairs with the baby as I invited them in. We sat around the table, drank and chatted.

Robert, who was the oldest in the bunch at xxxv, was a very successful businessman who owned several dissimilar businesses in the surface area. He was short and flimsy and wore spyglass. He was married, but I knew he played around.

John, on the other hand, was a tall brawny man who owned a serial of gym across the state. Probably the flush of all of us, he was single and enjoyed the finer things in life…including fine women.

Frank was a banker. A very intelligence agency guy of medium human body and looks, he was married but I knew he was screwing his secretary.

And lastly, there was Tom. He owned a huge boat, racing yacht, dealership on the bay. He too was married, but there always seemed to be Bikini chicks on his boats whenever we went out with him.

The plot we were playing was just centime poker, not to defecate money, but to just have fun. I knew the men through business, but we were getting to be proficient friends. We were several hired man in and several beers down when Henry Martyn Robert asked,"So where is your beautiful wife ?"

"Upstairs with the baby. She should be down soon,"I replied. A few minutes later she came around the corner. All the guys, including me, stopped everything and stared.

Carole looked amazingly sexy. She had only given birth a span calendar month before, but she had worked very hard to flatten her tummy and mislay the weight. Her outfit highlighted her achiever.

She was wearing a duo of tight white shortstop. Her ass and ramification were very shapely and the shorts showed it. Her stomach was exposed because she was wearing a bird of Minerva half-shirt that barely covered her immense mammilla. The pregnancy had made Carole's 34 d-cup tits grow to a very large sizing ... like an f-cup. She was still nursing the infant, so they were still entire of milk and still fucking huge. The shirt hung over the forepart of her entire boob, covering her big areola, but was short enough to read a lot of under-boob.

She wasn't wearing a bra. From the side angle that I had on her, I could see the curvature of her hard tits from her breast all the way to the front of her shirt. I was in awe, as I am sure the other guys were too, that even though she had grown to that size of it, they were still firm enough to hold themselves up like that without a bra.

She smiled at us and said,"Hi."When she lifted her hand and gave a fiddling wave, the shirt lifted and gave us all a quick little glimpse of Robert Brown areola.

"Hi, baby,"I said, giving her a spry buss."Can you work us some more beer ?"

"Sure,"she said with a big smiling, turned and walked into the kitchen. We all watched her ass as she left the room.

"Oh, my God,"Frank said. We all knew what he meant.

John asked with a grin,"doe she play strip stove poker ?"

"Yeah,"I laughed,"but she is a awful player. She always loses."

"wellspring, that's not a bad thing,"Tom said."Not with those big baby bouncing around anyway."Everyone laughed.

Carole came back in the room. We all watched her as she traveled around the table giving everyone a new beer. When she moved, those big tits moved under that shirt. It was incredibly sexy.

The biz continued and Carole hovered around the table bringing us more beverage and snacks. When I deemed the grouping intoxicated enough, but not too much, I started intentionally losing each script. If it looked like I had a chance to win, I would close, otherwise I would stay in and lose as many penny as I could. Eventually, I was broke.

"You want a loan,"Frank, the banker, joked, as the next hand was dealt.

"No,"I said with feigned indignity."How about this. How much do you think Carole's shirt is worth ?"She came over and stood next to me.

"I'll bet a nickel,"Frank offered, with a smile.

"Okay,"I agreed."Everyone put in five cents. If I lose, she loses her shirt."centime flew onto the table and the carte were dealt. John won the hand.

"tinker's dam it,"I cursed, looking at all the faces around the table. They were all smiles.

I turned to Carole and held out my mitt. She looked around at all the men's faces before looking back at me. Then she slowly, almost seductively, lifted her shirt up and off. There was a collective gasp around the tabular array. She looked fantastic. Such a beautiful woman with oversized swollen tits standing topless in battlefront of us. Wonderful.

"Okay, okeh, okay,"I brought the aid back to the secret plan, well sort of."I still don't have any money. How much for her shorts ?"

"Ni,"weenie said again.

I won the next round of golf. Which I thought was perfect. So for the next various minutes, I played with my xv centime as Carole walked around topless still bringing beer to us. There were respective times that she intentionally rubbed her big boob across one of the men's coat of arms or pushed them up against their back as she put another beer on the tabular array. Soon I was broke again.

"Lapplander deal,"I offered, to which they all readily agreed. This time, however, I lost. Carole had to drop her shorts to the floor. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Christ, you are beautiful,"Robert told her. He took her hand and pulled her over towards him. When she was right in forepart of him, he looked her Lester Willis Young nude statue eubstance up and down. Her ass looked spectacular from my advantage distributor point and I am sure her smooth shaven puss looked amazing from his."So beautiful, and you are such a not bad sport."

Carole smiled at him and said,"Thank you."

I pulled her back over to me.

"Now what ?"Tom asked.

I paused, looking thoughtful."How about the same quite a little with the winner getting her to sit on his lap for a daily round ?"

The guy wire couldn't get their money in fast adequate. Thankfully, I won the adjacent round. While she sat on my leg, I had gently played with her remaining tit, which began leaking a little Milk River. The Guy were all disappointed they hadn't won, they all wanted to be the guy playing with her. It didn't take me long, however, to lose the 15 cents again and have her up for the loot.

Henry Martyn Robert, the fortunate succeeder, pulled her over to him and she sat down onto his lap.

I took the cards, shuffled them, and passed them out. Robert didn't even pick up his card game. Instead, he had turned Carole's typeface to his and they were kissing. I looked at my hand and then threw it down, folding."piece of ass,"I said, standing."I got ta take a leak."I walked off.

I took my sentence. When I came back into the living room I stopped, still out of sight of the former guys. Robert had his trouser down around his ankles. Carole was straddling him, facing him, and ecstatically riding his prick. She was really into it. She was bouncing up and down on him, grinding her pussy into him.

"Oh, God, yes,"she purred. Her head fell back as she moaned in out-and-out pleasure. She arched her back and leaned back, putting her manus on his knees behind her. Still she grinded into him. In this position, she was basically presenting her big tremendous full boob to him. They bounced in front of his eye as she fucked herself on his hard cock.

He took wax advantage of the presentation. His hands were all over her tits. When he squeezed, she leaked milk. She quickly reached orgasm. When she came, she cried out,"Oh, nooky, oh, God, oh, yeah, fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Even from across the room, I could see her body seism with orgasmic pleasure. Her eubstance quivered. She was covered with goose bumps. Her nipples hardened and milk dripped faster out of them. Robert pulled one of her mamilla up to his back talk and sucked it hard. She shuddered visibly. She stopped moving for a second and looked down at the man sucking her tit.

The entire scene reminded me just how much my wife loves to make out. I don't mean she likes to make love. I don't mean she likes to have sex. I mean she loves to piece of ass. She craves that sheer shameless tempestuous no holds barred fuck.

Carole started slowly grinding on his cock again. It wasn't long before she was moaning again and mumbling,"Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, yes. Yes. Yes. Fuck me."Again, she came. This time it was less vivid, but it lasted longer, and this time it didn't period grinding for quite a while, cumming the total time.

Carole is one of those few fair sex that can have multiple orgasms. One of the many reason, I think that she loves to fuck so a great deal. She can continue to orgasm for minutes at a time and, after a short convalescence, can cum again, and again, and again. It is so wonderful to experience, or even just watch. The construction on her fount is so peachy. That look of total joy, almost one of come wonder. One of submission to the spirit, to the pleasance, to the sex. She is completely unable to hold anything back when she is in that present moment. She loses centering, becoming a slave to the orgasm.

I decided to take the air back to the table. Carole saw me. The look on her case was one of being totally lost in the delight. She wasn't there. She was floating. Her trunk continued to thrill. Her pap continue to drip. She stopped crying out, instead she just continuously gasp for air. Her eyes were wide-eyed and her rima oris dropped open.

Just at that mo, Robert groaned,"Fuck."Everyone at the mesa knew he was cumming inside her. She didn't stop grinding as the man emptied his balls up into her. She loved the feeling of the man shooting his hot cum into her. When he was done, he leaned back into his chair.

Just at that moment, Tom, who had dropped his pants during the military action, grabbed Carole's articulatio coxae and pulled her cover. She stood up, pulling off Robert's cock and continued rearward towards Tom. Tom guided her back until she had straddled his legs and then pulled her down onto his remains cock.

"Oh, God, yes,"Carole moaned as Tom's long firmly cock pushed its way up into her wet slit. Carole immediately started to move up and down on his long fatheaded shaft.

I watched her cheek as it changed. It only took a min before Carole was cumming yet again. Tom had a firm grasp of her hips and guided her up and down on his dick. Carole's quivering cunt set him off. He shot his load up into my married woman's pussy. Tom waited a mo, enjoying the mo, before pushing her up off him.

She stood there, not moving, waiting to see what, or who, was going to be next. She smiled at Frank as he moved up behind her. He turned her slightly, so she could grab postponement of the mesa. He bent her forward. Frank then mounted her from buttocks. His cock slid easily into her wet pussy.

This is always amazing to watch. When the guy pounds into her, her big tits swing beautifully from the encroachment. This time it was quite a raft because she was so immense. Those big dripping udders were so wonderful to front at and watch over bounce and lilt. After several minutes of piece of tail, she had been pushed further onto the table. She put her elbows down on the mesa to get a better travelling bag. When that happened her mamilla rested on the table, her mamilla rubbed across the table.

By then, hotdog was really going at it. He was pounding into her severe and fast. That position, or any kind of doggie really, would not get Carole cum without extra stimulation to her citreous, and Frank was not playing with it. Carole needed a gaolbreak anyway, so she didn't try to rub it herself. That position did, however, drive him to the threshold. He added the tierce load to her already squishy puss, and then stepped back. He stood there, looking at her still bent over in front of him. He gasped for air, trying to catch his breath.

Again, Carole didn't motion after Frank pulled out of her. She just stood there, knack over the board, legs spread, and dripping cum. She looked over and saw bathroom standing there, just looking at her. He was still fully dressed. He didn't move or speak for over a minute. He slowly pulled off his jersey, revealing his taught muscular stomach and dresser. He dropped his shirt onto his death chair and slowly walked over to her.

Running his helping hand over her bare ass, he smiled down on her. Then, with a quick smack, he swatted her ass."standpoint up,"he said. She did. He turned her to face him and he took a farseeing look down her nudeness."You have a great body,"he told her. He cupped his hands under her big heavy wax bosom and lifted them up slightly."These are rattling,"he said. He squeezed them both lightly, making them drip more Milk River. Then his hands moved down over her stomach and onto her pussy."I like that you go on yourself sporting shaved like this,"he said as his fingers danced over her clit. Her body shuddered slightly from the touch."I like to be able to plainly see the entire kitty. Especially when it is being fucked."

He lifted her up and sat down onto the table and then lowered her down onto her binding. She lifted her head up off the table and watched his hands as he unzipped his fly and brought out his cock. I could see on her cheek that she was happy with what she saw. He moved her on the table so that her ass was on the edge of the table and then he moved up between her legs. He dropped his cock down her stomach."You like what you see ?"he asked.

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

"I knew it when I first saw you. You like the rooster, don't you ?"

"Yes, Sir,"she admitted. The talk excited her. Her anxiety was plainly obvious. Everyone watching could tell she wanted it bad.

"Just like I thought,"he said. He took his cock in his hand and rubbed it properly across her clit."You want me to fuck you with it ?"

"Yes, Sir. Please."

"Then beg for it,"he said."Beg for my cock."

"Please,"was all she said.

"Come on, you petty bitch, you can do wagerer than that,"he taunted, as he ran the cock nous up and down between her pussy lips, but didn't penetrate her."William Tell me how much you want me to jazz you with my cock. Say it. Beg for it. Tell me how much you want me to fuck you, to use you, you fucking slut. Say it !"Just then he pushed the bulbous straits of his cock into her for just a second and then pulled it back out.

"Oh, God, yes,"she started."Please, oh God, delight get laid me. please yield it to me. fuck me. roll in the hay me tough. Use me. Please. Please."

"More,"John said, pushing it promote inside her.

"Please, please, please,"she begged."I want your cock inside me. I love to fuck. Please fuck me. Use me. shtup me hard."John rammed into her."Ahhhh,"she cried out in joyous surprise.

John reached down and gathered up her legs and pushed them up into the air. He took her ankles in his hands, spread her legs apart, and started to flap down into her. She squirmed and moaned as he fucked her.

Man, what a hot sight to see. He held her legs up and apart like he was going to get to a wish. His thrusts were powerful and immobile. Her stallion body was recoiling from the shock. Her tits moved in wave, recoiling from the assault on her body. She was moaning out loud, mumbling unintelligible things, but every now and then you could construct out a"shtup me"or"please"or"cock."

When he finally came, it must have been a immense gush. Her eye shot open and she looked down at him. She mouthed,"Oh, my God !"as cum started to squirt out around his hammer. His pounding didn't full stop, he continued to squeeze into her as cum streamed from her pussy.

Eventually he stopped and stepped back, pulling his cock out of her. With a smooth move, he pulled her off the tabular array and he pushed her to her human knee. He stepped game up and pushed his peter, still drenched with the cum of four men, into her aspect. She immediately took it into her mouth started sucking.

He starred down at her in wonder, enjoying her immensely. When he regained his composure, he started stroking her hair letting her continue to suck his shrinking cock."That's a good girl,"he said. He looked over at me and said,"diddly-shit, that's a hell of a adulteress wife you got here."I smiled proudly back at him and nodded.

Carole disappeared into the bath to clean house up, I got into the details with the guys.

"So here is the deal,"I started."I knew when I married her she was a sex addict. The daughter is an right-down slut. In order to really control her, I had to send out her to training. She is now my slave, a tot up submissive. But she still can't say ‘ no'to sex and still has a need for more men. What I am looking to do is work up a group of friends who I can entrust. Carole is going to be the prize we will all portion. I mean, on occasion we can also work some business stack that would be mutually good to each party and I will use Carole to say, sweeten the deal."I smiled.

"You said you sent her to training ?"Robert asked."What sort of training ?"

"She spent a month with a Master Slave trainer. She was trained in all aspect of being a submissive slave and obedience as well as all aspects of sexual performance."

"A calendar month ? Really ?"Frank asked, a niggling shocked."Wow, so you sent her to be fucked for a month by some guy ?"

"guy wire,"I corrected with a smile.

"So you are asking if we want to be in the chemical group you are forming ?"Robert asked.

"Yes,"I said.

Just then Carole returned from the captain lav. She looked so beautiful. She was still completely defenseless. Her thick long brown hair's-breadth flowed down to her articulatio humeri, framing her wonderful smiling typeface. Her big brown puppy-dog eyes looked wantonly at me, and then at the other men.

Her big full-of-the-moon swollen tits stuck out from her chest of drawers, presenting themselves, just asking to be played with and sucked. Her nipples were red and vain. Her stomach, while still not back to pre-pregnant shape, was tight and almost back to being flat tire. Her pussy looked a little red, with swollen sassing that were still slightly parted.

Her font and body had the glow of a recently fucked woman, but she also had a expression like she was prepare to continue. She wore a smutty small grin. Beautiful.

From my president, I looked up at her and then snapped my finger's breadth and pointed to the base next to me. Immediately, she moved over next to me and got down on her human knee. With her knees spread wide apart and her sitting on her heels, she brought her hands to a residual on her second joint. She arched her back, pushing her tits out even further. As per her training, she kept her head up, but looked down at the floor. Her posture was perfect.

I reached into the draftsman of the end table, next to my chair and pulled out a leather dog collar and a leash. I wrapped the collar around her beautiful neck and buckled it.

"Very nice,"Gospel According to John said.

"Perfect,"Henry M. Robert agreed.

I leaned forward in my chair, admiring my naked wife, and then clipped the leash into the D-ring of the choker. I handed the leash up to John."You can take her in there,"I said, pointing to one of the invitee bedrooms. John, smiled at me and then pulled on the leash. On her handwriting and knee joint, Carole followed the big man, crawling behind him into the bedroom.

The early three men followed them in. I got up and went to get several more beers. When I got in the bedroom, I handed out the beers to the three men watching. Carole was on her back on the bed. Her feet were up in the air. john pulled her stage up against his breast as he slowly fucked her. He looked down at her face as he slowly slid his putz in and out of her wet cunt. Carole moaned continuously,"Oh, yeah ..."Her toes curled into that telltale sign of uttermost pleasure.

After several bit in this position, trick pushed her stage down adjacent to her torso. He put his deal behind her knees and pushed them down insipid onto the bed next to her chest. With her knees basically following to her chest, she had to rearrange her big boob. She pushed them up and out of the way of her legs.

Henry Martyn Robert saw an opportunity for some fun and climbed on the bed above Carole's head. Robert took hold of her human foot and pulled them the quietus of the way back, folding her completely in half. Henry M. Robert crossed her ankle joint behind her head. The move caused Carole to deliver to bring her weapon up over her legs ( I guess behind her knees, hard to report ) and made her have to lift her principal up. It also lifted her ass up off the bed, giving John a unlike pussy angle to engulf down into.

She was now looking directly down her consistence and at the man's cock that was fucking in and out of her.

When Carole's ankles looked like they were going to quell in place, Robert let go of them. His hands moved down to her chest and he gathered the huge tits up into his hands. Bringing them together and squeezing at the same metre cause a retentive squirt of milk to sprout out. Squeezing his quarter round and first fingers together, squeezing the nipple, Robert continued to mould them. Milk shot out like fountains, sometimes reaching a foot or so up towards the ceiling.

Carole's font showed the extreme point delight she was experiencing. Her eyes went across-the-board when she saw milk shoot up into the air. At the Saame time, between her titty, she could follow bathroom hammering in and out of her. The ace were too much for her. She started cumming, a prospicient and instance orgasm.

While still making the Milk shoot up in the air, Robert started aiming where the milk would set down. After a dyad of pretermit jibe, he arched a blast of milk onto Carole's side, hitting her on the forehead."Open your mouthpiece,"he instructed Carole. After a couple more misses that landed on her face, he successfully arched a stream perfectly through the air and right in her mouth.

Then he got another musical theme."suction it,"he told her, pulling her rightfulness tit up to her mouth. Carole sucked the teat right field into her backtalk."Drink it,"Henry Martyn Robert ordered. Immediately, she started nursing from her own tit.

I wasn't sure as shooting if this act drove her into orgasm or if she cumming from the big prick in her, but she was obviously cumming hard.

The mass and the flavour was too lots for toilet. He started to moan and puff for air. His dead body trembled as he shot his shipment up into my wife."God shit, you are a hot piece of ass,"he gasped, after he finished.

Henry Martyn Robert took handle of Carole's infantry, pulled them out from behind her head, and released them completely. She unfolded. He took handle of the leash and told her to bend over. With one western fence lizard move, Henry M. Robert pulled her up onto her hired hand and knees. He lined himself up behind her and shoved his cock in with one driving force. Carole gasped loudly from the sudden intrusion.

Robert pulled back on the deuce-ace as he started fucking her hard. Frank took the chance to get up on the bed and motility in front of her. Carole took his cock into her mouth.

The view from the side of meat, where I was, was amazing. Carole's big gruelling tits swung violently under her as the two men got into a rhythm. Robert thrusting her into her from behind advertize her forward, pushing her mouth onto Frank's cock.

The activity continued for some clip until Henry Martyn Robert got that flavour on his expression. I knew what was happening. Carole was squeezing her pussy around his moving shaft. Robert slapped her ass and said,"Oh, fuck yeah, keep doing that."

I was shanghai with her density. While she was squeezing the pecker with her snatch, she was also deep-throating the other man. What a fantastic sight to watch as she went to work.

It only took another minute or so before Henry Martyn Robert shot his sperm into her. Gasping for air, he stumbled backwards off the bed. At the Saami prison term, frankfurter pulled his cock out of my wife's sass and laid down on the bed. He pulled her up on top of him. Straddling him, she mounted his cock. She bounced up and down on him

Tom, the endure man in credit line, watched her ass motivate up and down in front of him. Then he looked over at me with a smile."Go ahead,"I said, nodding.

Tom climbed on the bed. He pushed Carole down flat against Frank's breast and put the school principal of his cock right at the entrance to her crumple ass. The two men held her still.

Carole let out a small squeal of pleasure as Tom pushed his cock right up her ass."Oh, my God,"she groaned as the two men started fucking both her golf hole. Fucking her like this is amazing and it wasn't long before both men reached orgasm. Luckily for Carole, they both came at the same time. I say ‘ luckily'because they both swelled inside her at the same fourth dimension, diving her over the bound as well. The three of them came together.

I took the men back out into the living room and Carole went back into the master chamber to strip up again.

As soon as we were in the animation elbow room, all four of them told me they wanted in the radical. We all shook hands. I guess we were too loud, because we woke the baby.

auditory sense him cry, Carole came out of the bedroom and went properly upstairs. A mates minutes later she returned with the babe in her munition. She sat down in the rocking chair and breastfeed him right in front of us.

What a marvellous sight. The five of us watched as my son sucked on my naked wife's tit.

The men all got dressed and got ready to provide. On the way out, bathroom stopped next to Carole."What a lucky boy,"he told her, watching the sister sucking on her pap. He smiled, and then leaned down and kissed her. The two of them exchanged tongues for a min before he broke unloose."Don't headache,"he said with a laugh,"we will do this again real soon."He reached down and squeezed her unoccupied tit. The men all left.

The sister was very hackneyed and after his feeding, he went right back to sleep.

I was in bed when she returned from upstairs. She climbed into bed with me. We kissed."Did I do okay ?"she asked me.

I smiled,"Yeah, you did okay."I kissed her again. Then I pushed the covers off us and rolled over on top of her. I pushed her peg apart with mine and pushed my cock up into her still wet used kitty-cat. I pushed an extra pillow under her heading so she could look down her consistency. I pushed myself up onto outstretched arms as I started a dim cryptic fuck. We both watched my big thick cock move slowly in and out of her.

She crossed her sleeve under her tits, boxing them in. With each thrust, her tits moved. The huge things looked like jello as they moved in waves. I started fucking her harder and faster.

"God, I love you,"she started cooing. My big putz was making her cum yet again."Oh, God, yes,"she cried out."screwing me. Fuck me. piece of ass me."

I started pounding into her as hard as I could and continued to until we both came, both of us reaching an amazing climax. When I was done cumming, I fell onto the bed at her side. She rolled onto her incline and then slid down. Taking my spent cock into her mouth, she sucked the rest of cum out of the long shaft. With her tongue, she cleaned me up and then left the bed to clean herself. We both slept well that dark .