For those of you who have not read any of what I have already chronicled about my wife I will give you some backdrop and a deion. I found my wife when she was only xviii, working as a writing table. She was, and still is, beautiful. She has long thick brown hair that flows down below her shoulders. Her knocker are with child, full, and natural with just a jot of sag. Each tit is tipped by large rhythm light-brown areola that forms big beautiful lot around her protruding heavy mammilla. Her stringent venter is monotonous and her ass is grueling and round. She always keeps her pussy shaved, except for a pocket-sized area of haircloth above her clit. Her pussy lip are equally amazing. They are retentive, but not too long, and distend and exposed like a flower when she gets charge up.

I, on the former helping hand, am a tall, thinly, average looking guy, but I always observe myself in respectable bod. My best attribute was my cock. I am over nine inch long and am very blockheaded, all the way to the bulbous mushroom-like head. What my wife, and early 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 kettle of fish.

This story is true, with some modification like names and date. I also took some indecorum to combine some experiences so the story would not drop back on. Everything that she does and everything that happens in this tarradiddle has happened to her, in the way it is presented. Enjoy :

*****

Right after our son was born, I decided that it was prison term to build a group. A group of like-minded individual that would enjoy Carole as much as I do. I would invite only friends with money and position. My thought was that it would be much more honest and safe than just free-ranging her. I was surely we could work out some great deal, maybe work in some married woman swapping. I had to be selective and be relatively indisputable they would join before the opportunity was presented. That was the firmly part, finding the right on men.

The very low recruiting academic session was a poker game. I invited over four friends for a secret plan night. They all arrived around eight o'clock that night. Carole was on a higher floor with the infant as I invited them in. We sat around the table, drank and chatted.

Robert, who was the oldest in the cluster at thirty-five, was a very successful businessman who owned several different businesses in the sphere. He was unretentive and thinly and assume spectacles. He was married, but I knew he played around.

John, on the other hand, was a tall brawny man who owned a series of gyms across the nation. Probably the wealthiest of all of us, he was single and enjoyed the finer things in life…including all right women.

wienerwurst was a banker. A very news guy of medium physical body and looks, he was married but I knew he was screwing his secretary.

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

The game we were playing was just penny poker, not to make money, but to just have fun. I knew the men through business, but we were getting to be upright ally. We were several workforce in and several beers down when Henry M. Robert asked,"So where is your beautiful married woman ?"

"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 couple months before, but she had worked very hard to flatten her stomach and miss the weight. Her outfit highlighted her success.

She was wearing a pair of squiffy white short circuit. Her ass and legs were very shapely and the shorts showed it. Her stomach was exposed because she was wearing a schnozzle half-shirt that barely covered her huge tit. The maternity had made Carole's 34 d-cup tits grow to a very large size ... like an f-cup. She was still nursing the baby, so they were still full of milk and still fucking huge. The shirt hung over the front of her fully mamilla, covering her big areola, but was shortsighted enough to exhibit a lot of under-boob.

She wasn't wearing a bra. From the side angle that I had on her, I could see the curve of her heavy titty from her pectus all the way to the strawman of her shirt. I was in awe, as I am sure the other guy were too, that even though she had grown to that size, 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 little wave, the shirt lifted and gave us all a quick little coup d'oeil of brownish areola.

"Hi, sister,"I said, giving her a promptly kiss."Can you add us some more beer ?"

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

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

lav asked with a grin,"DOE she play strip stove poker ?"

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

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

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

The game continued and Carole hovered around the table bringing us more drinks and snacks. When I deemed the mathematical group intoxicated enough, but not too much, I started intentionally losing each paw. If it looked like I had a luck to win, I would shut down, otherwise I would quell in and suffer as many pennies as I could. Eventually, I was broke.

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

"No,"I said with affect indignity."How about this. How often do you think Carole's shirt is Charles Frederick Worth ?"She came over and stood next to me.

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

"okeh,"I agreed."Everyone put in five cents. If I lose, she loses her shirt."Pennies flew onto the table and the menu were dealt. Saint John won the hand.

"red cent it,"I cursed, looking at all the faces around the mesa. They were all smiles.

I turned to Carole and held out my hand. 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 table. She looked fantastic. Such a beautiful fair sex with oversized swollen tits standing topless in front line of us. Wonderful.

"okey, O.K., OK,"I brought the attention back to the game, well sort of."I still don't have any money. How lots for her short circuit ?"

"nickel note,"Frank said again.

I won the next round. Which I thought was perfect. So for the succeeding several minutes, I played with my xv cents as Carole walked around topless still bringing beer to us. There were several sentence that she intentionally rubbed her big tits across one of the men's arms or pushed them up against their cover as she put another beer on the table. Soon I was broke again.

"Same deal,"I offered, to which they all readily agreed. This clock time, however, I lost. Carole had to knock off her short to the base. She wasn't wearing any panties.

"Jesus, you are beautiful,"Henry Martyn Robert told her. He took her hand and pulled her over towards him. When she was right in front of him, he looked her youthful nude body up and down. Her ass looked spectacular from my vantage point and I am sure her liquid shaven pussy looked amazing from his."So beautiful, and you are such a corking sport."

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

I pulled her back over to me.

"Now what ?"Tom asked.

I paused, looking heedful."How about the same deal with the winner getting her to sit on his lap for a round ?"

The guys couldn't get their money in fast enough. Thankfully, I won the future round. While she sat on my leg, I had gently played with her left tit, which began leaking a little milk. The guy cable were all disappointed they hadn't won, they all wanted to be the guy acting with her. It didn't take me long, however, to lose the 15 cents again and have her up for the prize.

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

I took the circuit board, shuffled them, and passed them out. Robert didn't even pick up his cards. Instead, he had turned Carole's font to his and they were kissing. I looked at my deal and then threw it down, folding."Fuck,"I said, standing."I got ta take a leak."I walked off.

I took my time. When I came back into the living room I stopped, still out of sight of the other cat. Robert had his pants down around his ankle. Carole was straddling him, facing him, and ecstatically riding his cock. She was really into it. She was bouncing up and down on him, grinding her kitty into him.

"Oh, God, yes,"she purred. Her straits fell back as she moaned in rank joy. She arched her back and leaned back, putting her bridge player on his knees behind her. Still she grinded into him. In this position, she was basically presenting her big wonderful full tits to him. They bounced in front of his heart as she fucked herself on his tough cock.

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

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

The entire view reminded me just how a lot my wife loves to have a go at it. I don't mean she likes to make love. I don't mean she likes to have sex. I mean she loves to FUCK. She craves that inviolable shameless fantastic 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 sentence it was less intense, but it lasted longer, and this time it didn't stop grinding for quite a while, cumming the integral time.

Carole is one of those few women that can give multiple orgasms. One of the many reason, I think that she loves to bang so much. She can continue to orgasm for instant at a time and, after a short retrieval, can cum again, and again, and again. It is so wonderful to see, or even just ticker. The grammatical construction on her cheek is so dandy. That look of total pleasure, almost one of total wonderment. One of submission to the impression, to the pleasure, to the sex. She is completely ineffectual to hold anything back when she is in that instant. She loses focus, becoming a hard worker to the orgasm.

I decided to take the air back to the table. Carole saw me. The look on her face was one of being totally lost in the joy. She wasn't there. She was floating. Her physical structure continued to shudder. Her mamilla continue to drip. She stopped crying out, instead she just continuously gasp for air. Her oculus were wide and her mouth dropped open.

Just at that moment, Robert groaned,"Fuck."Everyone at the table knew he was cumming inside her. She didn't stop grinding as the man emptied his orchis 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 present moment, Tom, who had dropped his trouser during the natural action, grabbed Carole's pelvis and pulled her back. She stood up, pulling off Robert's cock and go on rearward towards Tom. Tom guided her back until she had straddled his legs and then pulled her down onto his rigid cock.

"Oh, God, yes,"Carole moaned as Tom's long tough cock pushed its way up into her wet kitty-cat. Carole immediately started to proceed up and down on his long deep shaft.

I watched her boldness as it changed. It only took a bit before Carole was cumming yet again. Tom had a firm grasp of her hips and guided her up and down on his rooster. Carole's quivering pussy set him off. He shot his lode up into my married woman's pussy. Tom waited a arcminute, enjoying the second, 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 hotdog as he moved up behind her. He turned her slightly, so she could grab hold of the table. He bent her forward. frank then mounted her from behind. His prick slid easily into her wet pussy.

This is always amazing to watch. When the guy pounds into her, her big bosom swing beautifully from the impact. This time it was quite a sight because she was so huge. Those big dripping bag were so wondrous to reckon at and catch spring and swing. After various mo of fucking, she had been pushed further onto the tabular array. She put her elbows down on the table to get a better grip. When that happened her tits rested on the tabular array, her mamilla rubbed across the table.

By then, Frank was really going at it. He was pounding into her hard and fast. That position, or any kind of barker really, would not make Carole cum without excess stimulation to her citreous, and Frank was not playing with it. Carole needed a breaking anyway, so she didn't try to rub it herself. That position did, however, drive him to the verge. He added the third load to her already squishy twat, and then stepped back. He stood there, looking at her still bent over in nominal head of him. He gasped for air, trying to catch his breath.

Again, Carole didn't move after Frank pulled out of her. She just stood there, knack over the table, legs spread, and dripping cum. She looked over and saw John the Divine standing there, just looking at her. He was still fully dressed. He didn't relocation or speak for over a minute. He slowly pulled off his t-shirt, revealing his taught hefty stomach and chest. He dropped his shirt onto his chair and slowly walked over to her.

Running his hand over her bare ass, he smiled down on her. Then, with a flying slap, he swatted her ass."Stand up,"he said. She did. He turned her to face him and he took a farseeing face down her nakedness."You have a great physical structure,"he told her. He cupped his helping hand under her big heavy full boob and lifted them up slightly."These are wonderful,"he said. He squeezed them both lightly, making them drip more milk. Then his manus moved down over her stomach and onto her pussy."I like that you keep on yourself sporting shaved like this,"he said as his digit danced over her clit. Her body shuddered slightly from the touch."I like to be able to plainly see the entire puss. Especially when it is being fucked."

He lifted her up and sat down onto the table and then lowered her down onto her back. She lifted her brain up off the board and watched his hands as he unzipped his fly and brought out his cock. I could see on her typeface 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 leg. He dropped his cock down her abdomen."You like what you see ?"he asked.

"Yes, Sir,"she answered.

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

"Yes, Sir,"she admitted. The talk excited her. Her disquiet was plainly obvious. Everyone observation could distinguish she wanted it bad.

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

"Yes, Sir. Please."

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

"Please,"was all she said.

"Come on, you piddling bitch, you can do better than that,"he taunted, as he ran the cock head up and down between her pussycat back talk, but didn't penetrate her."William Tell me how much you want me to make out you with my cock. Say it. Beg for it. Tell me how lots you want me to fuck you, to use you, you fucking slut. Say it !"Just then he pushed the bulblike nous of his cock into her for just a moment and then pulled it back out.

"Oh, God, yes,"she started."Please, oh God, please fuck me. Please founder it to me. piece of tail me. screw me hard. Use me. Please. Please."

"More,"lavatory said, pushing it further inside her.

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

john reached down and gathered up her leg and pushed them up into the air. He took her mortise joint in his hands, spread her leg apart, and started to slam into her. She squirmed and moaned as he fucked her.

Man, what a hot sight to see. He held her pegleg up and apart like he was going to hold a wish. His thrusts were powerful and debauched. Her total body was recoiling from the impacts. Her tit moved in Wave, recoiling from the assault on her organic structure. She was moaning out loud, mumbling opaque things, but every now and then you could make out a"ass me"or"please"or"cock."

When he finally came, it must have been a vast gush. Her eyes shot spread and she looked down at him. She mouthed,"Oh, my God !"as cum started to force out out around his turncock. His pounding didn't stop, he continued to thrust into her as cum streamed from her pussy.

Eventually he stopped and stepped back, pulling his cock out of her. With a smoothen move, he pulled her off the tabular array and he pushed her to her knees. He stepped plump for up and pushed his tool, still drenched with the cum of four men, into her face. She immediately took it into her oral cavity started sucking.

He starred down at her in wonder, enjoying her immensely. When he regained his composure, he started stroking her hairsbreadth letting her continue to soak up his shrinking cock."That's a good female child,"he said. He looked over at me and said,"Shit, that's a hell of a slut married woman you got here."I smiled proudly back at him and nodded.

Carole disappeared into the can to clean up, I got into the item with the guys.

"So here is the deal,"I started."I knew when I married her she was a sex freak. The girl is an inviolable slut. In edict to really moderate her, I had to send out her to training. She is now my slave, a total subservient. But she still can't say ‘ no'to sex and still has a need for more men. What I am looking to do is build a mathematical group of supporter who I can trust. Carole is going to be the prize we will all share. I mean, on juncture we can also work some job mint that would be mutually beneficial 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 kind of preparation ?"

"She spent a month with a Master slave Trainer. She was trained in all aspects of being a submissive slave and obedience as well as all expression of intimate performance."

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

"guy rope,"I corrected with a smile.

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

"Yes,"I said.

Just then Carole returned from the master bathroom. She looked so beautiful. She was still completely naked. Her midst long brown hair flowed down to her shoulder joint, framing her wonderful smiling font. Her big Brown puppy-dog heart looked wantonly at me, and then at the other men.

Her big replete swollen tits stuck out from her chest, presenting themselves, just asking to be played with and sucked. Her mammilla were red and tumesce. Her tum, while still not back to pre-pregnant physique, was tight and almost back to being compressed. Her pussy looked a little red, with tumesce sassing that were still slightly parted.

Her nerve and organic structure had the glow of a recently fucked woman, but she also had a look like she was ready to stay. She wore a tight little grin. Beautiful.

From my chair, I looked up at her and then snapped my finger and pointed to the floor next to me. Immediately, she moved over next to me and got down on her knees. With her genu spread wide apart and her sitting on her heels, she brought her hands to a repose on her second joint. She arched her back, pushing her pap 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 drawer of the end table, next to my hot seat and pulled out a leather dog collar and a leash. I wrapped the taking into custody around her beautiful neck and buckled it.

"Very nice,"John said.

"Perfect,"Robert agreed.

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

The other three men followed them in. I got up and went to get several more beers. When I got in the sleeping room, 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. Saint John the Apostle pulled her legs up against his thorax as he slowly fucked her. He looked down at her nerve as he slowly slid his cock in and out of her wet kitty-cat. Carole moaned continuously,"Oh, yeah ..."Her toes curled into that telltale sign of extreme point pleasure.

After various minute of arc in this post, John pushed her pegleg down next to her torso. He put his hands behind her knees and pushed them down unconditional onto the bed next to her pectus. With her knees basically side by side to her chest, she had to rearrange her big tits. She pushed them up and out of the way of her legs.

Henry M. Robert saw an opportunity for some fun and climbed on the bed above Carole's headland. Robert took clutch of her understructure and pulled them the rest of the way back, folding her completely in half. Robert crossed her ankles behind her head. The relocation caused Carole to receive to work her weapons system up over her branch ( I guess behind her human knee, hard to key out ) and made her have to lift her head up. It also lifted her ass up off the bed, giving John a different pussy slant to plunge down into.

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

When Carole's ankles looked like they were going to remain 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 clip cause a long squirt of milk to shoot out. Squeezing his thumb and first finger together, squeezing the pap, Henry M. Robert continued to work them. Milk shot out like fountains, sometimes reaching a fundament or so up towards the ceiling.

Carole's expression showed the extreme delight she was experiencing. Her eyes went wide when she saw milk shoot up into the air. At the Saami metre, between her mamilla, she could find out St. John power hammer in and out of her. The adept were too much for her. She started cumming, a long and instance orgasm.

While still making the milk shoot up in the air, Henry Martyn Robert started aiming where the milk would bring down. After a couplet of lose shots, he arched a blast of milk onto Carole's face, hitting her on the forehead."Open your backtalk,"he instructed Carole. After a couple more misses that landed on her face, he successfully arched a watercourse perfectly through the air and right field in her mouth.

Then he got another musical theme."suction it,"he told her, pulling her right tit up to her lip. Carole sucked the nipple right into her mouth."drunkenness it,"Robert ordered. Immediately, she started nursing from her own tit.

I wasn't surely if this act motor her into coming or if she cumming from the big cock in her, but she was obviously cumming hard.

The sight and the touch sensation was too practically for John. He started to moan and gasp for air. His physical structure trembled as he shot his load up into my wife."God hoot, you are a hot piece of ass,"he gasped, after he finished.

Robert took cargo area of Carole's metrical unit, pulled them out from behind her head teacher, and released them completely. She unfolded. He took hold of the tercet and told her to turn over. With one swift move, Robert pulled her up onto her hands and knees. He lined himself up behind her and shoved his pecker in with one thrust. Carole gasped loudly from the sudden intrusion.

Robert pulled back on the collar as he started fucking her hard. Frank took the chance to get up on the bed and motion in battlefront of her. Carole took his cock into her mouth.

The sight from the side, where I was, was amazing. Carole's big backbreaking mammilla swung violently under her as the two men got into a rhythm. Robert thrusting her into her from behind agitate her forward, pushing her lip onto Frank's cock.

The action continued for some sentence until Henry M. Robert got that aspect on his face. I knew what was happening. Carole was squeezing her pussy around his moving cock. Robert slapped her ass and said,"Oh, fuck yeah, maintain doing that."

I was impressed with her denseness. While she was squeezing the cock with her pussy, she was also deep-throating the other man. What a fantastic passel to watch as she went to work.

It only took another minute or so before Robert shot his spermatozoan into her. Gasping for air, he stumbled backwards off the bed. At the same time, frankfurter pulled his dick out of my wife's mouth and laid down on the bed. He pulled her up on top of him. Straddling him, she mounted his peter. She bounced up and down on him

Tom, the terminal man in occupation, watched her ass move 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 head of his peter right at the entering to her puckered ass. The two men held her still.

Carole let out a little squeal of delight as Tom pushed his prick right up her ass."Oh, my God,"she groaned as the two men started fucking both her jam. Fucking her like this is stupefy and it wasn't long before both men reached sexual climax. Luckily for Carole, they both came at the Same time. I say ‘ luckily'because they both swelled inside her at the same time, diving her over the edge 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 bedroom to clean up again.

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

auditory modality him cry, Carole came out of the bedroom and went compensate upstairs. A couplet hour later she returned with the infant in her arms. She sat down in the rocking chair and breastfeed him right in straw man of us.

What a wonderful sight. The five of us watched as my son sucked on my defenseless married woman's tit.

The men all got dressed and got set up to go out. On the way out, John stopped next to Carole."What a lucky boy,"he told her, watching the baby suck on her nipple. He smiled, and then leaned down and kissed her. The two of them exchanged glossa for a minute before he broke rid."Don't concern,"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 baby was very fag 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 wooden leg apart with mine and pushed my cock up into her still wet used twat. I pushed an extra pillow under her head so she could look down her physical structure. I pushed myself up onto outstretched munition as I started a dumb deep fuck. We both watched my big thick cock move slowly in and out of her.

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

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

I started pounding into her as intemperately 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 incline. She rolled onto her side and then slid down. Taking my spent cock into her mouth, she sucked the remnant of cum out of the recollective shaft. With her tongue, she cleaned me up and then left the bed to pick herself. We both slept well that nighttime .