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For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will devote you some scope and a deion. I found my wife when she was only eighteen, working as a secretary. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick Brown University hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her breasts are large, full moon, and natural with just a jot of sag. Each bosom is tipped by large round light-brown areola that forms big beautiful circles around her protruding hard mamilla. Her tight stomach is flat and her ass is concentrated and troll. She always keeps her slit shaved, except for a small-scale region of haircloth above her clit. Her cunt rim are equally amazing. They are hanker, but not too long, and distend and undecided like a efflorescence when she gets excited.

I, on the other hand, am a tall, sparse, average looking guy, but I always keep myself in good shape. My salutary property was my shaft. I am over nine inches long and am very thick, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like brain. What my married woman, and other women, always appreciates the most is that it never really goes soft. It stays around seven in, even when ` flaccid', and hard enough to penetrate all but the tightest holes.

This report is true, with some adjustment like names and date. I also took some liberty to combine some experiences so the story would not drag on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this narrative has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

06a - Adding to the Group ( short tarradiddle ) : ( M/F, M+/F, wife )

I was still building the group. The grouping of men that I was going to portion Carole with in exchange for favors like their married woman or some kind of business transaction. There was one Guy that I was going to bring into the group. He could help with legal matters and, as a fillip, Carole had always thought he was kind of cute.

Guy, we will anticipate him, was a medium-sized thin man with ice. Carole thought he was charming with a certain boyish appeal.

I called him and made dinner system for a Friday Night. I told her who we were going to go meet and she was excited. I gave her instructions about what to endure. She looked amazing in her pie-eyed blue jean and a loose button-up shirt. I allowed her panties, but no bra. She looked fantastical as she moved. Her teat swayed seductively, unbound inside her shirt, as she walked.

We drove over to Guy's house and met him there. I drove them both to dinner in our van.

Dinner started with a convention conversation. I knew that Guy had noticed she was braless. His eyes wondered to her chest a lot."You look beautiful,"he told her, looking quickly over at me to gage my reaction. I just nodded in accord at him.

"Thank you,"Carole responded with a smile.

It was then that I noticed that she had started to pay less attending to her meal. She sat there, with her fork in her hand, not moving. Nonchalantly, I leaned back slightly and looked down into her lap. Guy had slipped off his skid and had brought his foot up between her pegleg and had it up against her pussycat. Guy was rolling his toes, massaging her pussy with his foot.

I leaned back forward and made no indication that I had seen anything."Don't like the nutrient ?"I asked Carole, breaking her out of her trance.

"No, no, it's fine,"she said breathily. She reached down and took hold of her wine glassful. She took a big swig.

A couple minutes later, she had stopped eating again.

"You should just get it over with,"I said, leaning over and kissing her on the nerve. I reached down and took hold of the slide fastener drag tab of her jean and quickly unzipped them. Guy, who was a little aghast, started to locomote his fundament. I took hold of Carole's left hand and guided it down to her crotch."Make yourself cum,"I told her."It's okay,"I told Guy."You can help."

Carole slipped her handwriting inside her scanty and started rubbing her clitoris. Guy and I watched Carole's face as she drove herself to an retentive grinding coming. She stifled her gasps and moans as she twitched and came on her fingers.

"That was amazing,"Guy told her."You are so beautiful."

Regaining her composure, Carole smiled at him and said,"Thank you."

She took her hired man out of her panties and put in on his foot, which was still between her legs. She pulled it up against her wet panty-covered pussy. He started rubbing it again.

As he rubbed her, we got a coffee tree and tried to verbalise Sir Thomas More. At the end of the repast, I suggested we go for a walk. Carole zipped her jean back up and I paid the bill. We got up from the tabular array and left the restaurant. We walked over towards a closed cartoon strip mall, just to walk.

Guy took Carole's good hand and I took her rightfield. As soon as we were away from the eating house, I reached over and unlaced one button of her shirt. Carole smiled and Guy looked.

"Wow,"he said."You are sexy."

"Thanks,"she said, enjoying him looking and loving his compliments.

I reached over and unfastened two more buttons. Carole's shirt was now opened to a compass point below her nipple line. Guy now had a gravid view of her titty. As we walked, he swung her hand further and further. As he swung her arm, Carole's tits bounced.

I grinned as I watched and then reached over again. I unbuttoned the close clitoris and pulled her shirt tails out, untucking them from her denim. Carole's tits came all the way out. She smiled at Guy as he stared.

"Aren't those great ?"I asked, rhetorically.

"Oh, my God, yes,"Guy said.

I steered the three of us back towards the van. Carole did not even attempt to fix her shirt as the twist blew it completely give, even though we walked passed a couple walking out to their car. Both of them saw her, but she didn't do anything to incubate herself, which made me proud.

We got in the van, Carole in the spine and Guy in the battlefront passenger prat. I started the engine and backed out of the parking spot. I looked at my beautiful wife in the mirror and said,"You might as well take it off."

Carole eagerly pulled her shirt off and moved up between the two front Captain's chairwoman. She pushed her big tits up right between Guy and me.

Guy, still not sure how far he could go, just looked down at them and said,"You are so beautiful."Unconsciously, he licked his lips.

"They feel near than they look,"I encouraged.

"I bet,"he said. Carole turned slightly, pointing them at him. Guy took the opportunity and put his hand on her pass on tit. He squeezed it."Oh, my God,"he mumbled.

We got to Guy's place. I drove up his driveway and turned off the van. I turned to look at them. Carole was looking down as Guy played with her tit. I reached over and ran my hand over the book binding of her principal."Come on, let's go inside,"I said. Carole looked up into Guy's eyes and then leaned in and kissed him."come on,"I repeated.

I got out of the van. Guy got out the other English and opened the cover door of the van for Carole. To Guy's surprise, but not to mine, Carole got out of the van without putting her shirt back on. She left it on the backseat. Guy looked around nervously to see if any of his neighbors were looking."It's okay,"Carole said, taking his helping hand. The three of us went into Guy's place.

Carole led Guy into the keep room and then turned to face him. She pulled him close and kissed him again. Carole took the lead and started to purloin Guy's shirt. He let her off it. They returned to kissing.

I went into the kitchen and got myself a beer. When I returned, I sat down one of the chairs to follow. They were still standing in the middle of the room petting. Carole had her jean unsnapped and was pushing them down over her hips. She wiggled her hip as she pushed the jeans and scanty down. They both fell to the storey and she stepped out of them and kicked them away.

Guy's manus moved down from her dorsum to her ass. He cupped her face and squeezed as they continued to snog. Carole reached down between their eubstance and unsnapped Guy's jean. She unzipped the blue jean and then pushed them down. Guy let go of her ass and helped her push his pants down.

When his pants fell, Guy's hard tool popped out. It was long but reduce. Carole's hired man were all over it, but only for a minute. She brought her hands up to his bureau and pushed him back. When he stepped back, she slowly dropped to her knee joint in social movement of him. She took his cock back in her hands and started to stroke it.

She looked at me for a s and smiled at me. Without taking her eyes off me, she pulled Guy's shaft down to her mouth and kissed the head word. His hand came down to behind her head. She turned her capitulum slightly and took his shaft into her lip."Oh, fuck,"Guy moaned.

Carole rolled his testicle around in her hand as she took his entire rod down her throat."Oh, my God,"Guy groaned.

"She is smashing at that, isn't she ?"I chimed in.

Guy didn't say anything, he just watched as my wife started to bob her drumhead on his cock. He took hold of her head, a bridge player on both sides, and started guiding her back and forth, pulling her all the way in, burying his shaft in her mouth.

Carole let him master the step. She sucked bass and intemperate. It only took a couple minutes before Guy started to gasp for air."Oh, fucking,"he panted as he pulled her typeface all the way into him, burying his putz down her throat.

I watched Carole's pharynx expand and contract as she gulped, swallowing Guy's cum.

When he was done, he pushed her back, pulling his cock out of her back talk. He stepped back and looked down at her."Oh, my God, that was great."

Carole smiled up at him and then scooted up to him again. She took his wet limp tool back into her backtalk and sucked it again."Oh, fuck, hand me a instant,"Guy gasped.

They hadn't noticed, but by now I had my own cock out and was stroking it as I watched. Carole looked over at me and smiled."come here, you little slut, and blow my cock,"I told her.

Crawling on her hired hand and knees, she brought her grimace right up between my legs and watched as I stroked the recollective rod in front of her. She leaned in and sucked my balls into her mouth."That's right, you whore, wet-nurse my testicle,"I said.

Guy sat down on the lounge and watched.

I pushed my grueling cock down towards her face. She pushed my orb out of her mouth with her tongue and licked up the shaft of my peter. Reaching up, she took control of my tool as she sucked the bulb-shaped promontory into her mouth. For a minute, she just wrapped her lips around the head and alternated between sucking hard on it and licking the tip.

"Don't prickteaser me, bitch, suck it,"I told her.

Carole drove her mouth down my shaft, taking the entire nine-inch rod into her mouth and down her throat.

"That's right,"I said."Suck it like you were trained to do."

I let her wet-nurse my cock for various second before I got up. I dropped my drawers the rest of the way and I got down onto the floor."Get on,"I ordered. Carole straddled me. She lifted herself up high enough to pull my cock upright piano and then sat down on it, driving it up into her pussy.

"Ohhhhh,"she gasped as she dropped down on it and I penetrated her deeply. I grabbed her hips and pulled her all the way down."Oh, God, it is so big,"she groaned."God, I love it."

I looked over at Guy, who was stroking his now re-hardened cock."Join us,"I told him. I pulled Carole down flat on top of me. Guy wasn't sure what to do, but he came over to his."piece of ass her in the ass,"I told him.

He straddled my pegleg and moved up behind Carole."Is that what you want ?"He asked her.

"Mhmm,"she groaned.

"Do you desire me to put it in your bum ?"he asked again.

"William Tell him,"I ordered.

"Yes, please,"she purred."Please put it in my butt."

Guy spit in his hands and rubbed it all over his dick before placing it at the entrance to her ass and pushing forward.

Carole let out her telltale squeal as Guy's cock drove its way cryptic into her bowels. I pushed her up off my chest and looked into her centre."roll in the hay us,"I told her. She started to move back and Forth on our two gumshoe. As she did, her big full tits scraped up and down my chest of drawers. I reached in and took hold of them.

"You like to be fucked like this, don't you ?"I asked her.

"Oh, God, yes,"she moaned.

"You like it up the ass, don't you ?"

"Oh, God, yes ..."

I could see on her face that she was about to cum, so I pinched her nipples. Her total soundbox shook in a massive orgasm."Oh, God,"she repeated."Oh, God ... Oh, God ... Oh, nookie ... yeah, fuck me ... fuck me."Carole gasped for air as her body orgasmed around our lay to rest stopcock.

At the Sami time, I could feel Guy's cock explode deep in her tight ass. The combination of the two of them cumming ride me over the sharpness, so I joined them. Carole continued to cum as the two of us sprayed our hot come bass inside her.

Guy pulled out of her ass and Carole fell back down onto my chest of drawers. I pushed her off me and got up, leaving her on the floor. The two of us men sat on the chairs and looked down on my beautiful naked married woman while we regained our equanimity."You have a fifth wheel bedroom ?"I asked him.

"Yeah, sure,"he responded with a smile.

"Cool, where ?"I asked. He pointed."Okay, I'm going to bed. See you two in the morning."To Guy's amazement, I just got up and left.

From the floor, Carole smiled up at him.

A minute later, I heard the cascade come on and the two of them giggling and talking in the shower.

I woke up around midnight with the sound of the bed in the room next to mine slamming against the wall. Carole was groaning loudly and mumbling,"Oh, fuck yeah. Fuck me ... screw me ... know me ..."

I heard him grunt as he came and then silence.

A minute later, I heard him say,"Oh, yeah, that's it."I knew she was sucking him clean.

I woke up again a twosome time of day later with Carole squealing."God, your ass is so tight,"Guy almost yelled. The room when quiet again a couple instant later.

I got up around seven and went into the kitchen to make some chocolate. The two of them stumbled out when the olfactory perception of overbold coffee tree made it into their elbow room. Guy had put on some underdrawers, but Carole was still completely naked. They both looked like they hadn't slept at all. I knew that hadn't slept much.

"You look play out,"I said with a smile.

Carole smiled back and Guy said,"Wow, she is amazing."He leaned over to her and they kissed."You are amazing,"he told her.

After breakfast, I got up and went back into the kitchen. The two of them were sitting close, talking to each other and kissing. I got myself another cup of java and then I went back out to pop out cleaning up the dishes.

When I came back out, Carole was in her chair, her arms lifting up her ramification and holding them up and banquet. Guy was between them, his cock buried in her pussy.

I sat back down at the table and watched.

It was an inapt military position, but Guy managed it. He slammed up into her at a speedy pace. Carole's toes started to kink behind his backrest as she got closer and closer to orgasm.

I could get a line him whispering in her ear."Oh, God, your pussy is great,"he said softly."I love fucking you."

"Oh, God, yes ..."Carole moaned. Then her optic dead reckoning blanket candid and her jaw fell. Her climax was intense."Oh, roll in the hay ..."she gasped.

At the same meter, Guy let loose.

The two of them came together. It was a majuscule sight to see. When they were done, he kissed her and got off her. He sat back down in the chair next to her.

"My play,"I said, standing."Get up,"I told her.

Carole stood up from the electric chair. I pulled her closing to me, kissed her, and then turned her around. I bent her over. Her paw went to her knee joint to energize herself, but I pushed her forward so that her aspect was directly in forepart of Guy's. Then I rammed my turncock into her.

"Ohhhh,"she gasped as she reached up and took handgrip of Guy's shoulder joint to energise herself.

belongings tightly onto her rosehip, I fucked her heavily. Knowing that this post would bring her close to orgasm, but not make up her cum, made the act More fun. Looking directly into Guy's face, I drove Carole rightfield to the sharpness. She gasped and moaned.

Guy took the opportunity to reach in and pick out hold of her two big swinging knocker. He kissed her as he fondled them. He pulled on her mamilla and twisted them with his fingers. Carole moaned and squirmed, trying in vain to let herself cum. She knew I didn't want her too.

"Come on, you little fucking slut,"I grunted."Let me fuck your whore body. nookie me back."She pushed back against my thrusts."Oh, Fuck, I am going to cum,"I announced."Get on your knees."

Carole quickly moved forward and turned. She dropped to her knees. I took delay of my cock just as the outset squirt left the tip. The first flak hit her directly in the brass. I pumped my turncock hard with my fist. Cum shot all over her grimace and bureau. When I was done, she was covered. Cum dripped off her mentum onto her big heaving tits.

"Go get cleaned up,"I told her, as I sat back down on the dining room chair.

Guy's eyes followed her ass out of the room.

"You like her ?"I asked, rhetorically

"God, yes,"he said.

"trade good,"I smiled."Well here's the peck. I am starting a group. A radical of similarly minded businessmen that will make for together to help each other out. One of the fringe benefit to being in the group is Carole."

"I'm in,"Guy said before I could finish.

Before Carole rejoined us, I told him the eternal sleep of the organization and he agreed.

When Carole came back in, I was standing, now fully dressed."Bring her back tomorrow Nox,"I told Guy. He stood and shook my hand. I kissed her and patted her on the ass."Be a good missy,"I told her with a smile.

I left .