I am really sry for my bad grammar ... ... .pls ignore it. Its a add together fiction.

My wife Diane is a typical 24 year old youthful adult female in every way, except for the fact that she has grown to a greater extent and More sexual as she gets older. She is beautiful, five ft six inches, 127 pounds carrying a 36C chest with berm length auburn whisker. She inherited her long, aphrodisiacal legs from her mother 's slope of the family. She loves to prune to show off her great conformation that she works hard at the gym to maintain. Sometimes, she undresses to show off her incredible body.

We have experimented with a variety of sexual post and had some very shake outings. Diane is an exhibitionist and loves to show her consistency off when the proper opportunity presents itself. Her first exhibitionism experience was at the two-base hit Tree Hotel in Atlanta and had really gotten her into showing Sir Thomas More and more or her assets. We also had experienced out-of-door sex in an SUV and really enjoyed the adventure. We always looked forward to different opportunities for Diane to show off her body and maybe delight a different kind of sexual activeness. Some would say she was a fornicatress, a tart or bad because of her doings, but since we both enjoyed these types of adventure, others would mark us as swingers. Whatever way you look at these state of affairs, it is something we both enjoy and count forward to exploring Thomas More and more encounters.


One eventide we had both gotten base from study a footling deep and decided that we would go out to eat rather than spend the time and bother of preparing a dwelling house cooked meal. We had been planning to take the next span of days off extending into the weekend so we had no reason to step on it menage. Diane disappeared in our bedroom to shift cloths and I fully expected her to reappear wearing some aphrodisiacal petty outfit. Instead, she came out of the bedroom wearing a fairly cautious outfit, including a pleated denim wench and a white button up blouse with the top two buttons unbuttoned. The two buttons revealed that she had a Queen Victoria's secret Miraculous Push-Up bra was displaying two of Diane's upright plus. The bra is also slight enough to show her pierced nipples with her hoop piercings and the gold Ernst Boris Chain the linked the two hoops.


We live in a diminished township North of the Tampa Bay country, so we decided to travel there to have supper at one of the expert independent restaurants rather than one of the chain style restaurants. We have a favorite eating house located on the water with a casual dining deck that affords a great persuasion with a piddling bit more privacy than the chief restaurant.


We arrived a little after the dinner hour rush and requested a mesa on the outside deck. We were shown to a mesa off to the recess of the deck area with only a limit opinion to the interior of the eating place main dining area. There were only a few other couples dining away and were scattered along the deck.


Since we were seated with no waiting, I told the server we would like to get drinks before we ordered our meal. He complied by bringing our drink and leaving a carte du jour. Our host was probably in his mid-thirties and had a pleasant personality.


Diane was in a kittenish temper and practically chugged her drink and began looking around for our server. She saw him at another table and waved him over.
"Are you ready to social club ?"he asked as he approached. His eyes wandered over Diane's exposed pectus area as her boob continued to jiggle from the effort to gain his attention.


‘ No,"Diane blurted out."I need another drink before we order."


"Sir ?"He was looking at my barely toughed drink and then at me.


I shook my drumhead no and replied,"I'm mulct. But you may as well lend her two More Tequila cockcrow as she will probably just chug the next one."


"Excellent !"he responded as he turned to leave.


turn to Diane I urged her to practice a little simplicity in her drinking.


"We're off for a few solar day starting tonight and I want to stimulate some fun,"she offered with a fake pout."You're driving and worse comes to worse, we can always get a hotel room."


"okeh !"I said throwing my helping hand up in a feeble attempt at surrender.


Our server, Stephen returned with Diane's crapulence and we ordered several appetiser and side lulu to complete our meal, rather than order entrees from the menu. Diane wanted a wine with her dinner so she ordered a nursing bottle of Pinot Gris to accent her Italian Grillo.


dinner was served and we enjoyed a lighthearted conversation about our upcoming time off. Diane had finished her drink and started on the vino as she ate. Her row began to slur as she continued to tope. Since I would be driving I had switched over to sweet tea so I was enjoying her little inebriation display.


After we had finished eating she continued to polish off the wine by herself, as we had ordered deserts. We were enjoying the eventide on the piddle Diane surprised me with a question.


"Want to make for true statement or dare ?"

"What ?"I asked in total surprise."Why do you want to play that ?"

"I just do."she said casually.

"Okay, you start."

"Truth or daring ?"she coyly asked.

"Truth."

"Have you ever been with a working girl ?"She leaned forward as she made her inquiry watching my reaction.

"Nope. Never have, never would. Don't know what you're getting."

"Okay, your turn."

"Truth or daring ?"I asked fully expecting her to answer Truth.

"Dare !"she replied falling back into her chair.

"yield off your bra."I dared her.


And as only when women can, she reached under her blouse unfastened her bra and pulled it out through the sleeve. She threw it at me just as Stephen was returning to agree on his station. When Diane realized he had probably witnessed the integral sequence she started giggling which resulted in her newly freed dummy to agitate. I was sure that Stephen was getting an eyeful from the unfastened opening.


Diane pulled herself together long enough to gild another glass of wine.

"Don't you think you've had enough ?"I asked cautiously.

"Bring me coffee tree with the wine."

Great, I was thinking to myself. Now she would be a wide awake drunk on the way home.

"Back to our biz. Truth or daring ?"

"Sojourner Truth,"I declared again.

"Have you ever been with a call-girl or an escort ?"

"Why the sudden interest group with paid sexual services ? Between you and our outings I think I am getting plenty of action. Why pay for it when I can experience it free ?"

"Meagan just told me she had caught Jacques Louis David using his credit identity card to pay for an accompaniment service when he was in Texas. It just got me wondering."

"Wouldn't do it. The moving picture shown on bodyguard services internet site are not always accurate. The fille who shows up can be anything from scissure heads with strong-armer waiting outdoors to undercover cop hustle. No thank you. Now, truth or dare ?"


She thought about it for a minute and replied,"Dare ! You want me to accept my scanty off now ?"


I chuckled at her enquiry and could only grapple to nod my head teacher yes. She surprised me by looking around and realized there were only a yoke of other dyad out on the large pack of cards. She stood up and reached up under her bird, pulling her flip-flop out and tossing it at me before sitting back down. Apparently no one noticed her petty display. When she sat down she turned her president so she could put her right in my crotch. She tugged her chick up to let me she her openness. As I realized she had also unmake


"Like what you see ?"she teased in a ever increasingly slurred voice.

"Yes,"Stephen responded from over her shoulder."Very nice."

We had both forgotten Stephen would be returning with her wine-colored and coffee.


Diane didn't make an effort to report up which confirmed to me just how drunk she was getting. Her lasered arena appeared to reflect the moonlight from the almost wax moon. Diane looked up to see Stephen shift his gaze from her crotch to me and then back to her. He just smiled at her in an impish way.


"Don't worry. You're not the initiatory couple to get adventurous out here late in the evening. It is a romantic view,"he just continued talking as he set the wine deoxyephedrine and the coffee tree loving cup on the table as well as the bill for the eve. And then he was gone.


Diane finished her glass of wine and added cream and carbohydrate to her coffee before draining it. I nursed my cup of java for a couple of proceedings before deciding it was clock time to leave. I stopped by the register to settle up while Diane visited the Lady room.


When she came out she had fixed her pilus from the slender piece of cake price and her composition as well. She looked unbelievable as I realized she had also loosen another clit on her blouse. Now when she turned her boobs were almost completely exposed. Her string clearly dangled between her breasts as she walked.


We made it back to the car and she came to my side and gave me a hanker knockout kiss, burying her glossa done my pharynx.


She grabbed my crotch and boldly stated,"Why don't you just have it off me right here and now,"


Now it was my turn to reach up and under her skirt and stroke her puss.


"How about we stop at a secluded office on the way habitation and I fuck you there ?"I whispered in her ear as I continued to wager with her.


Another duo was leaving the restaurant catching us so Diane ran around to her side of the car and yelled,"hurry. I'm horny."


We had barely pulled out of the parking lot before Diane started misbehaving. She reached across the console and began stroking my cock through my quagmire. She received an almost instant reception as my tool grew hard quickly.


"What are you up to ?"I asked looking lovingly into her beautiful leafy vegetable eyes.

"I told you I was horny. I'm just getting you ready,"she responded in a slurred voice.

"wellspring, unless you're going to have a go at it me while we drive home, you better check doing what you're doing."I heard myself speaking but wasn't sure I really wanted her to stop.


She stopped her playful misbehaviour and sat back up in her seat with a very distinct hornpout on her sass. She crossed her arms across her pectus and exhaled a deep hint. She didn't say anything, but rather just sat there pouting.


As we headed up the interstate highway Diane kept making sounds as she was trying to clear her throat. At world-class I thought she was going to say something but then I realized she was trying hard to clear her throat.


"Do you need something to drink ? I have a bottle of water left over from earlier today. It's not cold, but it's at least aplomb and wet."

She was nodding her head yes as she reached for the bottle in the console table. She unscrewed the lid and took a deglutition. She lowered the nursing bottle and took a quick breath before taking another sip of water.


"bettor ?"I asked.

"Yes. But I would really like a cold boozing instead."

"I can get off the Interstate and grab something from the 24 hour gizmo store a couple of exits up the road, if that's just for you."


She nodded her head and I continued up the Interstate a couple of exits before pulling off and heading for the Nationwide chain convenience store. As we pulled into the parking lot and pulled into the parking blank directly in front of the double doors. As the car came to a stop, Diane opened her threshold stating that she would get her own crapulence. I handed her some hard cash before she stumbled out of the SUV. She took a short break to arrange herself after she had closed the car door. The gold chain strung between her boob reflected the florescent lighting that illuminated the store. I shook my head as I thought about her more than slightly drunken condition.


She swayed as she walked the scant distance to the doorway and almost lost her balance wheel as the door swung broad and she stumbled inside. Realizing she might feature a slight job in her shape I followed her into the store. There was a young man mopping the storey in front of the food preparation area who had turned to determine Diane stagger through down an aisle at the way of the clerk behind the counter who had been restocking the cigaret display. Neither of them appeared to notice my incoming to the evacuate storehouse as they make facial nerve gestures to each other directed in Diane ‘ s focusing. I stood by the door as Diane emerged from one of the aisles and approached ‘ Kenny"the young man mopping the base. Her chain was clearly seeable as were the nipple rings to which they are attached.


Kenny, holding the mop handle in both hands eased over just enough to jam Diane's path. He turned towards"Jahab"the shop clerk behind the counter and gave a him a big grin before he spoke to Di.


"I like you piercing and your chain,"he stated with a cold-shoulder leer.


Diane looked down at her chain connected to her boobs, set the bottle on the display shelf, reached up and pulled on the chain which exposed even more of her beautiful breasts than had been previously exposed. She was running her deal back and forth along the chain which exposed each breast fully as she ran her paw along the duration of the chain.


"Thank you,"she slurred.

"You should get your vagina pierced and get a longer chain to connect them to you tits,"he chuckled looking towards Jahab before leering back at Diane.


As he turned his tending back to Diane she was lifting the front of her doll to uncover her pick lasered kitty-cat. She reached down and tugged at the little balls that held the short bar that pierced her clit.


"My pussy is pierced. See ? And I have a chain that I wear that connects all three. I have to wear a hoop, though, when I wear that chain,"she babbled on as she continued to disturb herself.


Now Kenny had built up a little more courage and said in a very suggestive articulation,"I like your shaved pussy, too ! It's nice."He stepped unaired to Diane.


Diane reached up with both of her hands and pulled Kenny's redress helping hand free of the mop handle. She bent his arm as she angled his hand towards his face. With his hand open, Diane used his deal to stroke the side of his face. She moved her arms up and down a few times, before removing his helping hand from his face.


"No,"she began,"That's shaved."


She lowered his hand, still held in both of her hands, until she slipped it under her inadequate bird. She brought his hand under the wench and began moving his hand up and down along her pussy.


"That's lasered,"she stated smugly.


She continued to go his hand under her doll. She closed her eyes and leaned into Kenny and his caressing hand and murmured a slight groan. Kenny suddenly realized that Diane had released his hand and was stroking herself from her pelvic arch to just under her breasts. He continued his caress with a prominent chroma which caused Diane to inhale quickly and release a long, sensual'Uh ! ’. Letting go of the ling handle still in his left-hand bridge player, he stepped to his left hand and circled around behind Diane. He used his left hand to begin an Assault on her flop breast. Kenny had slipped his handwriting under Diane's loosely tied blouse, freed her right tit and started tugging on the teat piercing. Both of his hands were working at a hectic gait which was definitely having an effect on Diane.


She had reached around behind herself and was grinding her ass into Kenny's fork while holding him in place. After a couplet of mo of attrition, Diane took her deal off of Kenny's sides and was reaching between herself and the Danton True Young man dry humping her. You could secern by her cause she was trying to unzip his pants. Kenny stopped his assault long enough for Diane to free his cock from its denim confines.


Now, she was reaching behind her as she bent her eubstance adequate to give Kenny a unspoiled view from behind allowing him to slither his peter into her kitty-cat which had to be dripping wet from all of the sexual activity.


"Oh ! Yes !,"she practically screamed raising her forefront up as his cock slid abode. He grabbed her pelvic girdle and began pounding his cock into her, looking up and suddenly seeing me. He paused briefly as I waved my handwriting as if to give consent. He resumed his pound of Diane as she was doing an imitation of a rag chick in chemical reaction to the pounding of her pussy.


"Oh, God ! That feels soooooo dear. Harder, harder,"she encouraged."Yes, Yes, Yes."


Jahab had been watching from behind the counter as I had been but he walked quickly from behind the comeback and stepped in front of Diane who was bent over, holding onto herself with both hands behind her knees. He had pulled his cock out of his pants as he came across the open area, grabbed a smattering of hair, pulled Diane's head up and forced his cock into her mouth. With the wide-cut activeness continuing it was almost impossible to keep his prick in her back talk, so Diane let go of her grip on herself and Jahab's cock in both hands. She was pumping it furiously as she opened her mouth, stuck out her tongue and started licking the forefront of his putz.


I watched in almost skepticism as my wife was forcefully fucked inside major 24 hr convenience store by the two clerks at a footling after 2:00 o'clock in the morning. She was in the middle of the open orbit between the registry region and the display shelves. Kenny was pounding her from behind, although he had slowed the tread a little to give up for Jahab to get in on the action. Diane was still working on Jahab's dick, mostly with her hands but taking the head into her sass and apparently giving it little love bites.


Diane pulled her head unloose and began giving Kenny directions on how to bring her to a climax.


"Slow down, slow down,"she repeated."prospicient deeply strokes,"she directed and Kenny complied. He had slowed his footstep and was pulling his cock completely out of Diane's pussy before making it slowly disappear inside her.


She was feverishly pulling on Jahab's peter and his knee joint were beginning to warp as he was reaching his boiling point.


"OOOHHH GOD, YES,"Diane screamed out as her body convulsed in spasms as she came.


"Yes, yes, yes,"she reiterated as she continued to ride Kenny's cock to the last. Kenny had collapsed onto her set over form as he completed his shtup of my wife.


As her hips slowed to a hitch, she was working Jahab's cock until he yelled he was going to get along. She pointed his stopcock to the English just as he erupted in satisfaction, his juice squirting towards the condiment counter.


Just as all three were finishing up the brightness from a set of headlights swept across the storefront, as a new customer was pulling up to the entrepot. All three disappeared between the shelves trying to square away up the appearing and clothing.


Diane was less then in ascendancy of herself as a resultant of the intoxicant and the recent vivid assault. She was staggering around between the shelving looking for the drinkable she had originally come in to purchase. She really paid no care to her dress or visual aspect, just where her potable had gone. Not finding it or remembering what happened to it she walked back to the cooler and grabbed another drink.


With her drink in her mitt she staggered up behind the newly arrived customer who was at the register buying cigarette. He had apparently not noticed her before and her approach attracted his attention. He turned towards Diane whose good tit was still exposed and her denim skirt folded in movement revealing her mound.


Kenny, who was now behind the register made eye contact with Diane, raised his eyebrows and nodded his pass in her direction. Thinking he was acknowledging their recent rendezvous smiled stupidly back at him and winked. Kenny shook his head and again nodded towards her.


The new customer had been looking back and forth between Diane and Kenny watching the misunderstood gestural communications.
"Here. Let me facilitate,"he said reaching up and grabbing the two sides of Diane's open blouse.


"I think this is what he was trying to tell you,"he continued as he began buttoning Diane's blouse. I noticed he had his hands spread across her tits as he buttoned the three exposed buttons.


He ran his hands down across her dumbbell as if to straighten out out the wrinkles, coping a cheap feel along the was.


"Oh !"he spoke in a false surprise voice as he took the folded hem of her bird in his hand and folded it down. His hand lingered there long enough for him to let his fingerbreadth play with Diane's still dripping cunt. The look on Diane's grimace confirmed the thought.


"That better ?"

Diane simply nodded her head and hummed an ‘ uh huh.'


As the customer made his was towards the door his eye caught mine and he realized his military action had been observed by someone.


"She's drunk,"he explained as he walked by.

"I know, she my wife,"I responded without turning my read/write head in his direction.


He quickened his pace and left the stock, watching me as he entered his car and backed out. As he pulled out Diane walked up and asked if I was make to go.


"Yep"was all I could manage.

"Come back ANYTIME,"the two shop clerk spoke out in unison as we left the store.


As we walked out I took her hand and escorted her to the passenger face of the car, opened the doorway and helped her crawling into her seat. I reached up and caught her head in my hand, pulled her towards me and kissed her deeply.


"I love you, very much, you know."

"I love showing off for you. Did you enjoy the display ?'

"pit, yes !"I almost yelled, closing the door"But when we get home you better be prepare for more ! ”