My wife has a medical condition that makes her promiscuous and an alcoholic. Before she was diagnosed and stopped drinking she would fuddle in excess and then do it any and all men around her. Later, when she sobered up, she would remember nothing and be quite a prude. There are catamenia of 3 days in which she drank constantly and has no storage at all. At early times when I was laying in bed, too tired for sex, she would sit following to me and scream into my ear that if I didn’t fuck her that she would find a Cy Young stud to fuck her. This true news report is about the fun I had one night when she went out to a night club with her lady friend and came home falling down drunk with 2 men she met there.

My married woman is the most attractive womanhood I have ever dated, too soundly looking for me. We joke that the only way I got her to marry me was because she was drunk at the time. She’s tall and cut. Nice firm “ B ” size tits. Her dilute shank makes her tits more pronounced and greatly accentuates her tight ass. She shaves her pussy but leaves a little hill of pubic haircloth at the top. She has long wooden leg and is a dark brunette. She tans regularly and has long fingernails that change coloring material every calendar week, always some nuance of red.

I met my wife in a small town. After we married we moved to a “ big city ” for my job. Karen hated the new urban center. She didn’t know how to get around, she didn’t know anyone, and she didn’t have a job. After a few calendar month she got a job and made a girlfriend. Then one day when I was out of town for work she called and asked me if I minded her going out Friday night to a social club with her new girlfriend. She explained to me that this was her first friend in the new city that I “ dragged her to ” and that she didn’t want to misplace her “ only ” friend by telling her “ no ”. I wasn’t getting back until late so I told her it was OK. What I didn’t tell her was that I knew she would drink way too much and suit a slut. I was sure enough that at least one man would enjoy her that nighttime and it made me surd thinking about it.

That Friday I called Karen from the airport on my way home. I told her I wouldn’t get place until 9:00 PM and she told me she wouldn’t persist out late, that she would see me shortly after I got home. I got home a picayune after 9:00 PM and she wasn’t home. I called her prison cell but there was no reply. I stayed up until 1:00 AM waiting for her but finally went to bed. I lay in bed but couldn’t get to kip ; all I could think about was my wife getting wino and becoming a strumpet. I kept thinking about all those men who would give way her a lot of attention, attention she loved. They would ask her to dance and she would accept, she would trip the light fantastic in close and let the men finger her up all over. Perhaps a man or two would be able to get my hussy wife to go out to their auto where they would make love her. She would be easy. It made me so severely thinking about my trollop married woman being used again. I laid there but couldn’t crepuscule asleep waiting for her, I was too horny. I watched the clock … 1:15, … 1:30 … 1:45 … 2:00 …

Finally around 2:20 AM a Jeep pulled into the private road. The headlamp reflected off the Andrew Dickson White garage doorway and back, illuminating the Jeep’s interior. Inside I could see my wife sitting in the front passenger seat and a man sitting in the driver’s hind end. I could tell that somebody was sitting in the back seat. I was expecting my married woman to get out of the landrover and come inside, but she sat there talking to the man. After a few minutes I saw the man move over and give my married woman a hug. This was pattern for Karen. But he kept hugging her. I watched him hug her and I could see her nerve. Then I saw him moving his drumhead in a smooching way into her neck. Then he slowly moved his headland to the front line of my wife’s face. His head teacher was directly in front man of hers and moving in a passionate personal manner. They were making out ! I couldn’t believe it ! My putz immediately grew hard. I watched them make out for a while. Knowing my wife I was sure they were French kissing. Then I watched as he moved his headway down to her tits. Although all I saw was his head in front end of her chest in that position he must have been sucking and squeezing her tits. She just sat there. I loved watching this. Then he lowered himself below the dashboard and I could not see him at all. I did see my wife sitting there with the top of her clothes pulled open and her titty completely showing. I was sure he was licking her pussy.

I got dressed and quietly went out to meet them. I wanted to catch them in the act. When I approached the Jeep the device driver was still below the dash and the top of my married woman’s dress was pulled all-encompassing open, exposing her wondrous business firm size “ B ” tits. The man in the back had reached up between the two battlefront bucketful seats and was playing with her left tit. As I got closer I could see the driver’s head in my married woman’s lap, her garb pulled up, and my wife’s legs total exposed, cattle farm wide and pulled back. He was licking her kitty ! She had her exit hand in the driver’s lap, apparently giving him a hand job. Finally the man in the back seat saw me and the two men jumped up and tried to act like zip was happening. Of course this didn’t last long. The driver kept trying to spill the beans his way out of it but all I did was just smile at him and feed him 2 thumb up. After a spell he stopped talking and looked at me strange. I motioned for him to wind down his window and he put it down just about 1 1/2, I think he was still a little unsure of what I was going to do. I then told him that I knew my wife was a slut and asked if he and his Friend would care to help me get her interior and get her prepare for bed. I told him if they wanted, that they could be intimate her while I watched. At first they didn’t believe that I was good but then they agreed with gravid excitement !

I walked around to my wife’s door and the two men got out and were standing beside me. I opened my wife’s door and she began to cry and tell me she was sorry. She had fixed her dress so her knocker and puss were no longer exposed. I told her it was OK and that I was looking forward to watching these two men fuck her. She stopped crying and just looked at me. For a moment she just sat there, while my Holy Scripture sunk in, but then she realized what I had said and replied “ no ”. I told her that if she was going to get inebriate at a bar and have fun letting other men enjoy her that I was her hubby and that I was going to bask it too. She kept repeating “ no ” and that she was sorry while I tried to get her out of the jeep. She resisted. Finally I was capable to pull out her from the jeep but she fell down onto the driveway. There she sat on her ass, her arms behind her holding her organic structure up and her wooden leg bent up at the knee joint with her feet on the driveway. Her pegleg had spread capable with the fall and her wearing apparel had slid up, exposing her kitty-cat. I noticed she had no panty on. I wonder where they went, I thought with a minor chuckle. She looked up at me and told me not to worry that I was the merely man to see her pussy that night. Then she looked at the two men standing next to me staring at her pussy and she began to laugh. She was very tope. She also tried to explain that the reason she came household with these two men and not her girlfriend was that she wanted to leave other. sustain in psyche that she didn’t come home until 2:20 AM, the clubs close at 2:00 AM and the cabaret she went to is no Sir Thomas More than 10 arcminute away. She was drunk for sure.

That Nox she had put on the classy blackamoor dress she wore on our first “ real ” date, to the orchestra. It was really “ dressy ”, classy, and a little slutty, just like my wife. I thought it was a niggling too dressy for the golf-club in the area but that was what she wore. I am pretty certain she wanted to get fucked by somebody else that Nox even before she left the house based on her choice of wearing this frock. The dress was long, fateful, very low cut strawman, and an subject back. The material was smooth and stretchy and conformed to every curved shape of my wife’s dead body. She looked like such a nookie in it. By the way on our first actual escort to the orchestra when I saw her for the commencement sentence in this dress, she went off to the ladies room while I was getting some vino. While we were separated a man saw her and asked her “ how much do you cost ? ” She was very overthrow about this implication that she was a whore.

Back at the jeep I asked the two men to avail me get her up and postulate her inside. They picked her up and walked, or I should say, carried my wife to the presence door, one man on each side of her, holding her up. Just before opening the door I looked at the two men and told them something wasn’t right. They looked form of concerned like I was going to change my thinker but then I reached to my married woman’s chest and pulled open the top of her dress, exposing her nice two size “ B ” mamilla. Now that’s more like it. The two men smiled and I led them with my wife inside. The two men helped my wife through the support room and hallway and into the bedroom. Although she made a pitiful attempt to walk these two men basically had to carry her.

Once we got to the sleeping accommodation I told the men it was time to undress her. They both got horny fuck smiles on their faces. My married woman, Karenic, told me she was tired and just wanted to go to bed. I told her she would be in bed soon and the men chuckled. She didn’t like that answer. I got on her left wing slope, taking the place of the driver of the Jeep. I told him to sustain fun undressing her. He got in movement of Karen and was staring at her exposed firm tits. Then he reached out with both hired man and began feeling them, groping them both and squeezing them, rolling them in his script and smooching and pinching her nipples. Then he took her left nipple into his oral cavity and began sucking. He sucked on my married woman’s bosom, squeezing and groping them. As he did this he reached around behind her and felt her tight ass, squeezing and groping it. He was having such a full fourth dimension ! The former man and I just stood there, holding my wife up and watching as the other man enjoyed my wife’s tits and ass. Karen was standing there, being completely held up by the early man and me. She kept saying “ no ” and tried to hold open her heading up but it kept falling down, it would fall down and with a jerk she would raise it up again, only for it to sort of trend around and then come down again. Finally she just let her read/write head swag down and stopped talking at all. After playing with my wife’s teat and ass for a while the driver reached around to the binding of my wife’s neck opening and undid her smooth, calamitous dress. The dress fell down to her waistline. The man kneeled down and taking her dress in both hands, slid it down over her shapely ass and thigh. The dress now fell to her ankles. There she stood, or I should say, was held up by me and the one man, while her full naked trunk was completely exposed to these two unknown she had met just earlier that night. Both of the men were taking in the full display with ruttish screwing smile and I knew they both were picturing all the fun they were going to have.

After taking some time looking at my wife’s polish bare body, the driver started softly kissing and sniffing around my wife’s pussy while gently caressing her tight ass. His bridge player sliding slowly up and down the full length of her ass, taking in every inch ; from the minuscule of her backbone to the intimate bottom of her ass impertinence. Then his sniffing and licking grew more solid, straightaway, and intense. At the same time so did his groping of my wife’s ass. A little patch later he stopped and pulled away, reached down and lifted her understructure out of her attire which had bunched up in a pile around her mortise joint. Once her ft was exempt he spread open her legs wide-eyed enough to gain better access to her cunt. Then he drove his face hard into my wife’s genital organ, his facial expression slightly below her pussy and pressed up between her feast legs. His paw were now clamping hard on my married woman’s ass as he used this traction to rive her cunt hard onto his case. He was lapping fast and oceanic abyss at her paste give wet pussy. I could hear the wet lapping auditory sensation. I also heard her give out a mild moan. Then I said to the man helping me hold my wife up that it sounds like she loves it and he agreed. I then asked him if both the men had played with my married woman prior to bringing her home. He told me she let the two of them do everything but nookie her.

Then the man licking my married woman’s pussy stood up and tell apart me, somewhat conservatively, that he was ready. I laughed and asked him if he meant that he was ready to fuck my drunken slut wife. He smiled and said yea. I told him he would have to be Thomas More exculpate and say just that if he wanted to roll in the hay her. He then told me that he was ready to “ know your drunken slut wife ”. With that I laughed and with steamy roll in the hay smiles on all our faces guided my married woman’s near limp drunken body down onto the bed, the bed my wife and I plowshare in our marriage. We positioned her so that she was lying on her back, her ass on the edge of the bed, and her stage hanging down to the storey. The man who just licked her pussycat then took off his trouser and short. He walked over to my wife, bent down and grabbed her ramification. He lifted them straight up, go around them, and rested her articulatio talocruralis on his shoulder, one leg on each. He then grabbed hold of his erect cock and moved in towards my wife’s kitty. He began rubbing his hard cock caput up and down her cunt lips, back and forth across them, and all around, lubricating her slit and his cock. The early man and I just stood there and watched the show. I then told the early man to get the lube out of the Night stand and he gave it to me. I told the man about to fuck my wife to hold his hand out, he did, I squeezed a ball of jelly in it and he spread it all over his hard cock and my wife’s vulnerable pussy. He stroked his cock with his hand, sliding the gelatin up and down the entire distance. He then turned his palm towards Karen’s pussycat lips, and smeared the lubricating substance up and down her pussy mouth, extraneous and slipping easily inside. Although my married woman never seemed to want lubrication, it always made fucking her feel so very much proficient. I always thought the reason why Karen always seemed to get wet so easily, even when she was asleep, was because the sexual misuse she had throughout her life had taught her exactly what her purpose was. After lubing up his rooster and my wife’s pussy the number 1 man held his hard peter and guided the tip towards my wife’s soft pussy. I watched as this starting time man’s cock slowly entered my married woman’s pussy, her cunt rim opening to accommodating his hard turncock. It was as though her pussy lips knew their purpose in sprightliness and knew that just at that moment that they were the marrow of my married woman’s life. They opened just enough to let the world-class man’s hard shaft enter her, and snuggled in around its full circuit in a absorb way. I almost could hear her slit moan and sucking on his peter. Then, as soon as the start man’s cock head had just disappeared inside Karen’s snatch lips, he jammed it in the ease of the way, exclaiming “ oh screw yea ” ! I then asked him if he liked my boozy slovenly woman wife’s cunt and he exclaimed “ hell yea ” ! I told him to tell us both what he thought of my slut wife. So, with my encouragement, as he fucked my wife’s limp organic structure he kept telling us both what a commodity screwing she was and how he loved playing with her tits and ass and fucking her wet cunt. This seemed to add to his pleasure and I do retrieve it was the best fucking he had till then.

I then turned to the second man who was enjoying the show and could hardly hold himself. I asked him if he liked my slut wife’s eubstance. He said he loved her bosom and I invited him to wager with them. Then I stood back and watched. My wife, this sottish adulteress who when sober is sometimes the biggest prude ever, getting fucked by one man she did not acknowledge while another stranger was playing with her bare tits, intuitive feeling, groping, squeezing, sucking, and licking them. I looked at my fornicatress wife and saw that she was somewhat wake, rather enjoying the aid I would say. I asked the arcsecond man if he would like my wife to suck his cock. With an “ oh have it away yea ” he stood up and took off his knickers and boxers. His stopcock was so hard from watching the soundly fuck establish my nearly passed out sottish wife was providing. He then got on all quatern on the bed over my wife’s font, his cock tip only an inch from her lips. I laid down at the head of the bed next to her face and talking directly into “ my ” Karen’s ear ; I told her that she was a “ fucking sot slut ” and a “ good girl ” for giving these two men such pleasure. I then told her to open her mouth for the “ dainty man’s ” putz. She didn’t. She just lay there. Then I slapped her face softly trying to wake her adequate to answer. Nothing. I slapped it a piddling harder and she opened her eyes just a little slit. I repeated that she was a boozy slut and a good little girl and for her to open her mouth for the nice man’s cock. This time she did and the second man carefully guided his cock into my married woman’s warm, wet mouth. She began to suck. I loved this so have intercourse much ! Watching one man having so often fun and excitement fucking my wife’s easy open wet slit, jamming it in over and over calling her a fuck slut and a whore and telling me she was such a respectable and easy roll in the hay while the secondment man carefully slid his cock in and out of my slut married woman’s lip. Then the man getting the blow job told me my wife had stopped sucking, and then it became difficult for him to prevent it in her mouth. She had fallen back asleep ! I tried to wake her a sec time but this time she would not wake. I sarcastically apologized to the “ nice man ” and told him he would just have to wait for her dirty twat. He accepted my apology and stood up. He and I watched as the first man, fucking my drunken jade wife hard, repeatedly jammed his hard greased cock deep into my married woman’s accommodating overemotional wet bitch, calling her a drunken adulteress and a whore and telling me how great and comfortable fuck she was. He was really getting into the unanimous scene. Then his rate quickened and he jabbed extra hard into Karenic’s kitty-cat. Finally he jabbed it in and just held it there for a split second, then quickly pulled it back a little and immediately jabbed it all the way back inside and again held it in just a divide irregular. He repeated this appendage 3 more metre and finally ejaculated. His ecstasy was serious than anything I had ever seen before.

The first man took his draining cock out of my wife’s well victimized twat and then the second man quickly took his place, jamming his hard putz deep inside my slut wife’s accommodating pussy on the first shove. There he repeated what the first man had experienced, and with my encouragement called my wife a drunken slut and a whore and telling me just how skilful and easy of a shtup she was. He really enjoyed saying these matter to me as he fucked my drunken passed out wife. This solid clip I was talking directly into Karen’s ear ; telling her she was a boozy cyprian, a adulteress, and a salutary lady friend. Congratulated her on satisfying yet another man between her legs since she was made to fulfill men, any man and that was her master purpose in life-time. She just lay there, limp, and snoring ; her organic structure moving, bouncing only from the thrusts of the man fucking her. The second man came equally difficult as the first. I loved this !

The commencement man then took a second base spell, repeating how he ravished my wife’s sweet pussy. I watched and loved every minute.

Once he was done I asked them to help me get her fully up onto the bed. They helped me get her up and emplacement her on her book binding and on “ her ” side of the bed. I then invited them to take aim naked pictures of her. The offset man had a camera phone and so he took some skillful memories ; wax length, shut down up of her tits, close up of her cunt, and early skillful shots. As he took the defenseless photo of my passed out married woman the other man and I positioned my wife and held her legs up to cave in him ripe shots. After he was done he told us that he would email us. I then told them both that they should also get a brace of her panties as mementos of the evening. They agreed and I showed them the washables basket. They went through the washables and each man picked out one worn, lacy panty each. I remember thinking that they picked two of my favourite but I said nothing since they were going to a good “ case ”. The indorsement man took the pair he chose, turned the crotch out, went over to my passed out married woman, and rubbed the panty crotch in her well used, soft wet cunt brim. He rubbed them up and down her pussy backtalk but stayed towards the top of her cunt to avoid the puddle of cum settling in the stern. The panty fork padding absorbing the commingle liquid from my wife’s whorish and well used cunt ; her twat juices, the lube, and both man’s semen. The number one man and I just watched this. After the second man was done rubbing his pair of my wife’s panties in her puss back talk, the secondly man commented what a honorable idea it was since it was rather useless to ingest her panty’s if they didn’t have her scent. He went over to my sleeping wife and did the same. After that I walked them both to the straw man door and asked them if they would like to do this again sometime, a stupid person motion. Of course they both, and without hesitation, responded blaze yea ! We exchanged headphone numbers pool and emails.

I went back to the bedroom where my drunken, passed out, used, slut wife lay bare on her binding on her side of the bed. I undressed and walked to her side of the bed. My cock was so hard. I looked down at her and thought what a drunken slut she was. Then I sat down on the bed next to her, leaned over and said in her ear what a good jade she had been. I sat up and began playing with her mamilla and looked at how lovely they were, remembering how often enjoyment they had just given the two stranger. Then I looked down at her wellspring used pussy, thinking how much more enjoyment it had given the two men. I looked at the small puddle of cum these two men had left at the bottom of my wife’s cunt, I smiled and thought what a slut she had been. Then back up to her facial expression. She was snoring. I got up and went around to my side of the bed. I got onto the bed and moved close to her. I pulled her right leg towards me, spreading it far from her left hand. I laid down between her legs, positioning my face directly over her pussy. Her pussy was slightly loose, the pubic hair at the top of her pussy was wet and matted down. I could see the wetness inside her purulent sassing and more wetness on her leg and tum around her kitty. I then lowered my side to the top of her pussy and began sniffing. The odour was intoxicating. I sniffed all around her puss, the top, beside her pussy lips, along the length of her kitty-cat lips. At first I avoided the lower end of her cunt since this had a small puddle of cum in it, but then after a while I got so horny thinking about those two men fucking my wife that I lowered my human face to the stern of her slit and sniffed the cum puddle. I could smell the cum in her well used cunt. I sniffed and sniffed and then began to softly osculate her pussycat, all over. I kept thinking about those two men taking good turn fucking her and how much of a slattern she was. I was getting so roll in the hay concentrated. I began slightly humping the bed. Finally I stuck my tongue out as far as it would go and take it deep into my wife’s so used whorish pussy. I could feel her warm, diffuse, wet pussy lips forming around my face. I lapped at her slit all over, top to bottom, the sides and as deep inside as I could. I licked the two men’s cum from her well used sluttish pussy.

It was now clip for me to fuck her, my stopcock was so hard. She was lying on her back and I got into the side fucking posture, our two bodies forming a “ T ”, coming together at the crotch. My two legs were under her right leg which I spread full and pulled up so that her foot was on my left shoulder. I pulled her left leg all the way up between my two legs, to my crotch. My cock was then positioned directly at her slit. I grabbed the lubricant and squeezed some onto my cock. I stroked my peter, working the lube all over it. Then I told my loose woman wife that is was my turn, that she was a drunken trollop and a whore and congratulated her on how much enjoyment and sexual amusement she had just given the two unknown. I then positioned the tip of my pecker just inside her pussy lips and slid the head up and down, feeling her flabby, warm, wet used lips opening and accommodating my hammer. Then I began slowly working my prick in and out of her jade cunt ; not that after these two men had used her that it needed any employment for entry but rather to badger myself. Finally I pushed the full length of my dick all the way into her boozy slut cunt. She kept snoring. I started to fuck her, her well used pussy so warm, wet, mild, and accommodating. While I fucked her I kept picturing how these two men got her drunk and took turn dancing with her, feeling her up all over. Then once they got her really drunk they convinced her to get into the strange man’s jeep so they could “ take her family ”. Then how much fun they had with my drunken loose woman wife before getting her home, and then how they both took turns fucking her as I watched. All the while I kept telling my passed out married woman what a drunken slut whore she was, fucking her even harder. I came hard. My slut wife had just satisfied 3 men, 4 clip that Night. It was the most incredible fuck I had to that fourth dimension. The following morning she didn’t get up until after 11 AM and didn’t call up a thing. Later in the workweek my married woman told me her girlfriend told her how she had acted with the two men at the club. She told me it seemed like her lady friend approved of how slutty my wife had acted. My wife’s feelings were hurt, in incredulity and couldn’t understand why her “ friend ” would say such a thing.

For the next three years I would regularly coordinate my wife’s clubbing with these two men. I would tell the one man where she was going and then the two men would establish up, by coincidence or “ fate ”. They would then picture her attention and buy her drinks, lots of crapulence. They would get her get drunk and when her girlfriend wanted to go to the next nine the one man, the number one wood of the landrover, invited her to stay and drink with them. She usually did ( I think she really liked him ). When she didn’t ( not drunk enough yet ) the two men would follow my wife and her lady friend to the next club and iterate the physical process. Normally at some power point in the Nox she would agree to stay with the two men while her lady friend went on to the side by side club. Then they would centre on getting her passed out rummy and horny like that first night, imbibition and slow saltation, and would then take her abode for some effective fucking. After that first base time we would also have former men join us who would be waiting at the house with me for when they showed up with my passed out drunk married woman. To this day she has never said a matter about it.